Manilla Road are a band that seem to be held in very high regard but I had never heard of them until a couple of years ago. I read about them in a Terrorizer Magazine review of the last decade before noticing recently that a proportionately high percentage of the Metal Vinyl section in Monorail (an excellent record store in Glasgow) was taken up by this band. My curiosity was piqued!
After a bit of Interweb research and a really shit week at work I decided to treat myself to their Crystal Logic album which, by all accounts, seemed like a good place to start. Another deciding factor was that the vinyl was released on the excellent High Roller label. A German label with a great line in NWOBHM reissues. Before deciding to give up buying music *cough* I picked up a Holocaust reissue and two Urchin resissues which are just indescribably excellent. I’m getting excited just thinking about them and you should immediately pop over to the label’s website and check them out.
I’ve been listening to Crystal Logic a lot since picking it up and I’m really enjoying it. They are from Wichita, Kansas and play in a NWOBHM style (Manilla Road describe themselves as Epic Metal) that reminds me of another great obscure band, Legend.
What strikes me immediately is the odd nasal voice of the singer, Mark Shelton, and the strength of the songwriting. Songs like Necropolis, Crystal Logic and Flaming Metal System have hooks to die for and immediately burrow into your brain. The Riddle Master also has the kind of incredible but simple riff that makes you wonder why no-one wrote it before them.
The production here is pretty raw but that’s no great problem. The no frills feel of the band in a rehearsal room adds to the charm. However, Flaming Metal System (recorded separately for a local compilation but later added to the album) has a better production that highlights the rest of the albums sonic weaknesses. The song starts off with a Manowaresque solo which, with it’s strange octaved sound, has you checking the turntable speed. The vocals are also noticeably more confident and more forceful than the other tracks and the band sound charged up.
Closing epic Dreams of Eschata/Epilogue is another highlight with gruff, echoey vocals in the chorus that sound like something latter-day Darkthrone would have been proud to come up with.
I’m going to be listening to this a lot (while gazing in wonder at the spectacularly bad but hypnotic album cover) and the only drawback here is that I’m going to want to hear more of their catalogue. Ulp.
HMO Rating: 4.5 out of 5