Suicide Records – 30th April 2025
Christopher Nosnibor
Blammo! With Absolutely Launched, Demonic Death Judge slam straight in with the juggernaut riffage: ‘90s Violence’ is full-throttle, in-yer-face, no pissing about, thick guitars welded to a ball-busting rhythm section where the drums absolutely pound and the bass is lurking darkly, filling out that low-end with a heavy throb, while the vocals are a full-throated roar. Drawing together the extravagance of 70s heavy rock and the raging rawness of grunge, Demonic Death Judge land firmly in the territory of 00s racketmongering guitar slingers like Pulled Apart By Horses.
The six-minute ‘You’ve Got Red on You’ chugs and lurches along with all the grain and heft and would be just another heavy stoner cut taking its cues from Les Zeppelin and Black Sabbath were it not for the ravaged, gargling gasolene vocal, which is raw, incendiary. And on Absolutely Launched, they just keep on blasting out the meatiest, most monster riffs with no let-up. Any slower, less-up-front segments, such as the mid-sections of ‘You’ve Got Red on You’ and ‘Goner’, the latter of which chimes nicely, are simply brief breathers where they reload and come back, all guns blazing, twice as hard. They do chill things out on the mellow blues of ‘I Realise That… Now’, and it presents a switch in the emotional tone, too, hinting at a more reflective, contemplative side to the band which stands in contrast to the rest of the album, which is anything but reflective or contemplative, and instead rages all the way, breathing fire with every chord struck – and those chords are struck hard and at maximum volume.
Absolutely Launched is a magnificent exercise in spectacular excess, and it’s truly glorious. If you’re going to go big and hefty, and utterly ballistic, there can be no half-measures. Everything is overloading, cranked up to eleven. There aren’t many solos, instead favouring the monster riff as the dominant feature, but when the solos land, they’re epic, and wild. ‘Dead Dogs’ simply tears. ‘Spliffhanger’ roars in a raw-throated forest fire of a relentless rager, while the seven-minute title track which wraps the album is monumental in its punishment.
The easy blues rock touches which occasionally grace the compositions hint at accessibility and a more overt musicality, but more than anything, Absolutely Launched is all the revs, foot to the floor riffery, and it’s a behemoth of an album.
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Aural Aggravation 