JIM GHEDI x HELLRIPPER

HIGH-VOLTAGE NEW SINGLE ‘THE HUNGRY CHILD’ FROM JIM GHEDI. CORONACH UNLEASHED BY HELLRIPPER

The omens were always there. When Jim Ghedi played in Hathersage, it was as a two-person set-up with Owen Spafford on fiddle in a 50-capacity venue. The songs were stripped down but in the gig review I scribbled that ‘Wasteland… could easily explode into sprawling, riotous dissonance with the wrong (right?) band behind it.’

Speculative wishes granted, peoples – The Hungry Child is that very thing: a cacophonous electrification of a harrowing tale.

It starts with fiddle-and-drone and downwards bend, like the Whole Lotta Love left-right speaker pan by way of a hulking wartime bomber, which sets the mood to bleak as Ghedi sings the tale of ‘the hungry child’, based on a German poem from the early 19th century.

It’s a lean start, musically – after the drone, it’s Ghedi’s voice and fiddle that leads us. But a storm soon brews as his no-bullshit band emerges to flesh out the sound into a marching doom shanty while strings and choir (?) shoot for transcendence in a Thee Silver Mt Zion way, switching from rigidity to shamanic chaos over a filthy bass grind.

Hearing Jim Ghedi and crew crank it up like this is pure joy, if that’s the right word for such a forlorn slab of downer folk. Sunshine music it is not, so save it for the greyest, most barren of wind-whipped days and steel your heart for the poem’s end. Sink into it right here.

On stage, The Hungry Child should be a beast so let’s hope Ghedi and crew play it when the UK tour kicks off at Hebden Bridge Trades Club this very week on Thursday 18th June. Me, I’ll be at The Strines Nightingale the day after. Cannot wait. Tour dates here.

OK then, time for a different kind of grim: Hellripper.

If you don’t know, Hellripper is the irresistibly OTT speed-thrash-black metal brainchild of one-man studio riot, James McBain. The latest album, Coronach, came out in March and it fully rips (sorry), just like its predecessors – but the maniacal Hellripper blueprint is evolving.

For this album, McBain has added bagpipes, vocal range, violin and even (no fckn way) piano (whaaaat?) to Hellripper’s hot-wired black-speed frenzy and they all enhance the vision without losing heat from the molten goatcult core. Title track Coronach – a 9-minute linear epic that cruises with mid-tempo anthemics, classic metal licks and furious pace injections – showcases a progressive musical narrative that rarely circles back to verse-chorus regularity. Hunderprest, meanwhile, shreds with riffage that’s Rust-in-Peace tight while Voivod-ian motifs chill the air a notch. Ferocious blastbeat action and riffy hooks are never far away.

Perhaps a bigger difference on this latest album is that McBain’s Scottish culture and folklore references get a higher profile. They’re dark and macabre, same as they ever were – witchery, vampires, sacrifice, body-snatching – and they’ve always informed his lyrics but here, they’re more often elevated to song titles like these (info cribbed from McBain’s own Coronach liner notes):

Coronach – an improvised song for the dead, traditionally played at funerals
Baobhan Sith – a female vampire of the forests of the Highlands
Mortercheyn – the disease spread by Nuckelavee, a demon from Orkney folklore

And:

Blakk Satanik Fvkkstorm

Er…

Anyway, check Coronach for metallic extremes and extremely high-speed feelgoods.

Black and blue metal

IS IT JUST ME OR…

…is there common ground between Jim Ghedi and Hellripper? Both dig, in different ways, into culture, place and people, both bring the past to the present, both forge a distinct aesthetic, and both are gaining popularity in their scenes.

They should tour together.

No doubt this is a ridiculous and shallow observation from someone who knows nothing about their respective worlds, but can you imagine a co-headlining trek of our craggier outposts??? That would be something else. Heavy folk dread and Celtic kult-metal mutation – yes please.

A few more entry-level words on Hellripper right here

CONVERGE – We Were Never the Same: TRACK OF THE MONTH

CORROSION OF CONFORMITY, CONVERGE AND WHITE DENIM ARE BACK – BUT SAVAGES ARE NOT, EXCEPT FOR PARANOID

How are we supposed to find and listen to new bands when all these old bands insist on cranking out the heavy goods without losing a step?

Next month we’ve got The Melvins with Napalm Death collaboration Savage Imperial Death March – and if anyone typifies ‘not losing a step’ after decades of pioneering brutality and out-there intensity, it’s these two. Cannot wait to hear it (self-imposed embargo until the CD lands).

And check the timing – another April release by The Melvins, as is their recent wont.

So, we’re celebrating vital new sounds by the old guard, starting with Massachusetts noiselords Converge.

CONVERGE – We Were Never the Same

It’s a given that Converge will slash and jab with jagged riffs and meters while Jacob Bannon’s vocal abrasions sandpaper the skin, it’s all part of the Converge deal. But one of the things that really flies on this track and shifts it from neck snapper to full body-and-head banger is Ben Koller’s piledriver groove behind the chorus. His beats are exceptional anyway, no surprise there, but that particular flash is absolute killer – holding down the chaos just enough, like the very end of QOTSA’s Song for the Dead where you lose your shit to the locked-in fury. We Were Never the Same – mature, lived-in ferocity at its best.

CORROSION OF CONFORMITY – Gimme Some Moore

Speaking of lived-in, who saw new Corrosion of Conformity material coming our way this year? In The Arms of God drummer Stanton Moore is back for the band’s first album since Reed Mullin passed away in 2020 and lead single Gimme Some Moore is on the high-energy side of CoC’s rep. A choppy, prog-bass riff kicks it off before switching to a straight-ahead punk thrasher’s tempo – subtle it is not, andrenalised stomper it is, and Pepper Keenan is on aggressive vocal form. Great to have them back, let’s just hope that the new album is varied enough to showcase the mid and down tempo stuff they nail best.

WHITE DENIM – (God Created) Lock and Key

Must admit, I’ve not been tuned into White Denim’s albums since D – didn’t they veer down a Lite Denim path? – but if the muso-psyche fires of Fits and Workout Holiday was what first turned you on then the thicker, saltier riffs and semi-voodoo slither of (God Created) Lock and Key will definitely pique a re-interest. James Petralli rubs grit into his vocals and there’s a distant Beefheart vibe (the looping lilt of Her Eyes Were a Blue Million Miles) underpinning the heavier, swampier groove. Great video too.

SAVAGES – Paranoid

To mark the 10-year anniversary of Adore Life, Savages shared their version of Black Sabbath’s Paranoid, which they recorded in the Adore Life sessions.

It fckn smokes. Slow reworkings of Paranoid are often way more compelling than the OG Sabbath arrangement and this gothic, piano-led haunt is no exception. Every player brings it but special mention goes to Gemma Thompson whose howling, moaning guitar conjures the inner turmoil you’d associate with paranoid the state, not the original song … Savages, what a band. Video here.

And for more Sabbath covers and left field interpretations, check the Freakzone Sabbath Special.

’til next time!

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