PITBULLS IN THE NURSERY - LUNATIC - BLACK LOTUS
Would one be walking into the trap laid for reviewers’ were one to call Lunatic by the French newcomers a cold album? That, after all, is the way the label describes the band’s music, cold and technical. Add to those words adjectives like mechanical and dreary and behold the appearance of a Lunatic. On the surface, the band is a heavy and technical death metal band like a mix of Gory Blister and Meshuggah. The problem is that the time changes and the emotionless rhythms leave the listener bored and numb. Where is the heaviness, the rush or the power? Admittedly, the singer can sound like Cannibal Corpse’s Corpsegrinder once in a while and the musicians behind him sure can handle their instruments, but so what?
It is not all bad though. Witness the band’s monicker or song titles like Lunatic Factory, Monkey’s Masturbation and Corrupt TV. Then again, on top of all the other problems hear the dreadfully light drum sound, None of it makes one want to bang his head or makes one feel energized in any way. Perhaps that’s why the album ends with an Indian sitar instrumental. The band has seen the future and it includes being the house band at the Tandoori House. - Anna Tergel