ninehertz

Bloody hell, the drummer from Peacemaker seems intent on putting his fist through his snare. Seriously, that skin is taking some serious damage from the absolute start of album opener The Siberian Problem.

Peacemaker are a London/Leeds based doom band laced with a thrash and metal influence. It's all feet on the monitors crunch guitar wise and the vocals are of the growl-if-you-want-to-go-faster type but remain pretty coherent so it ends up sounding a little like Grand Magus at their most fist-in-the-air at times. It's all done with a pace that will get even the most sour-faced doom botherer rapt and banging their head.

Tracks like Mane of Serpents step off the gas a little and go all Planet Caravan for a bit, but it's soon back to that thrashy influence with the likes of Soul Cheater but I keep waiting for a camp Lee Dorrian-style 'ooh' that never arrives. It's good Jim, but its just not fun enough, needs more British humour.

If you like your leather, getting trashed and banging your head then get on this. If you don't, the fuck is wrong with you?