Warrior Pope
A Morbid Parody of Justice
Self Released
Out at the end of May!!!
Warrior Pope’s new baby isn’t so much the cute, chubby, cuddly kind. More like the awkward, never sleeping always screaming, fists balled, red with rage type. But as any decent parent will tell you – the latter isn’t any less loveable. You just need to try a bit harder, that’s all. So yeah, ‘A Morbid Parody of Justice’ ain’t gonna make you dance daintily around the front room. But it is gonna smack you around the face with its doom and black/post/bleak metal pick n mix. With extra harshness and ooooofffffff thrown in at no extra cost. Certain tracks are gonna challenge you (the spoken word of ‘Pornocratia’, the gnarly ending to ‘Experience Severing’ and the trombone solos.). The theme will educate you (a history of the Cadaver Synod). ‘A Morbid Parody of Justice’ will stay with you as one of the most challenging records on the darkest end of the dark scale. At points the vocals sound pained. At times utterly unhinged – which, even a quick look on Wiki will tell you, the Cadaver Synod actually was. And then among all this are periods of graceful instrumentals (the intro to ‘Strangled Legacy’). But isn’t all this what music is supposed to do? Move us? Make us think? If we wanted to listen to mind-numbing dirge we’d listen to*. Warrior Pope are making the music they want to make, and we applaud them for that. This band is authentic and unapologetic. ‘A Morbid Parody of Justice’ is one of the bravest, most abrasive records of its kind that yer girl’s ever had the privilege to review in her thirty or so years in the industry.
*Please do feel free to insert the name of a rubbish, repetitive, bland band here.