Bad Reputation Presents Doyle
Dolans Warehouse - Limerick, V94 PD79, Ireland
Lodi, a small borough of Bergen County, New Jersey, is just over two square miles.
There’s not much to suggest that the small village would be the birthplace of a world
famous, blood-soaked form of music known as horror punk. Legendary acts Samhain,
and Danzig all have their origins in Lodi, and something monstrous indeed lurks there.
The poster child and originator of the genre, himself, has once again unleashed an
evil noise on an unsuspecting world: Doyle Wolfgang Von Frankenstein’s first release,
Abominator, by his eponymous band, Doyle.
Released on Doyle’s own label, Monsterman Records, Abominator is a sonically thick
and lyrically evil slab of metal that finds Doyle expanding in a logical progression upon
the genre of music he helped create. Abominator is not the sound of some punk
guitarist gone metal- it’s the roaring return of one of extreme metal’s original
architects to his blood-splattered drawing board.
Coming from a legendary band of almost mythological proportions, and having first
worked with one of the most talented and respected vocalists of the century (the
infamous Glenn Danzig), Doyle’s new project would need a singer with brass balls,
cast-iron pipes, a suitably twisted mind, and his own vocal delivery style. Enter
Alabama’s Alex Story of Cancerslug, a Southern fiend who’s sand-blasted scream
opens the record, and the evil doesn’t relent until the ending growl of “Hope Hell Is
Warm”, the album’s defiant closer. The man can scream and sing, and employs both
styles to great effect, switching seamlessly from raw-throated roars to rough-edged,
yet melodic, clean vocals. Alex’s live performances can only be described as
unforgettable, disturbing and strangely addictive – a perfect complement to the
already mammoth stage presence of Doyle himself.
The unmistakable sound of Doyle’s signature Annihilator guitar cuts through on every
tune like a sonic fingerprint, starting with the snarling opening title track
“Abominator”. The Annihilator’s tone is sharp as a butcher’s knife in the wrong hands
and just as nasty- fans of the Misfits will recognize it right away.
On tunes like “Headhunter” and “Land of the Dead” the riffs are relentless, and if a
riff could be described in emotional terms, remorseless. “Dreamingdeadgirls” brings a
blackened-blues swing, and the doom-laden “Love Like Murder” shows a healthy
appreciation for all things Sabbath. “Blood Stains” moves from primal sludge to
ripping off-time thrash with ease. The album is just that- an album, a cohesive and
well executed piece of work that takes the listener on a journey; albeit a bloody
journey to places some fear to tread.
As befits songs as musically dark as Abominator‘s, the album’s lyrics are not for the
faint of heart. Throughout the entire record, there is absolutely zero attempt to
balance its evil with any sort of good counterpoint- penned entirely by Story
(probably in blood), Abominator‘s lyrics are entirely and uncompromisingly dark.
Music fans looking for feel- good anthems had best look elsewhere- those who enjoy
strolling through the shadows will be greatly satisfied.