Turd Fannyback Christian Metal
Oh god (appropriate use of that word considering what I review), this is truly something else... After releasing a bunch of awful black metal albums under the name Animae Capronii, Cesare Sannino decided to change the name of his project to Trust Your Heart. After album titles like Jesus Is My Hope When I Am Hopeless , Heavenly Unblack Metal or Please Forgive Me Oh Lord, he probably wanted to completely remove the black metal aesthetics from his music. Sort of weird when he already had a heavy/power metal band under his own name and released four full lengths till 2010 but I guess they weren't about JESUS!
Cesare
might seem like a troll but I'm 100% certain he's as legit as
these old grand-mothers I see leaving the church when I go get some
beer at the convenience store near my place. I mean, he's from Italy,
a country widely known for its catholic roots. I like to believe that
people are serious about their art, if we can call this album “art”,
that is. Anyhow, the album isn't bad because it's
about Christianity, I like a lot of doom metal about Jesus and
Warlord freaking rocks, it's bad because the music is simply awful
manure.
“Jesus
christ is the light, the word of god incarnated”
Trust
Your Heart is like a very bad B series movie, you know like these
Chinese movies by Godfrey Ho that you watch with your friends to have
fun and laugh at how bad they are? It's so bad it's good, it
made me laugh a lot and it was fun to share the experience with
others. The music is heavy metal, I guess? It's hard to say because
it sounds like it's totally unfinished. The programmed drums are bad,
they sound like a little wooden stick punching some cardboard and
the guitars are often replaced with a twenty bucks
keyboard/keytar found in a pawn shop. It's sterile, under-produced
(self produced, of course) “metal” with really unusual (in a bad,
autistic way) melodies. He even tries to include some black metal
like this cover of this (probably awful) British unblack metal at the
end. It doesn't even fit with the rest of the album, it's just there
at the end, finishing the turd.
He
tried to mix some music genres to create an “epic” atmosphere
like many legendary and competent Italian bands did before him (think
of Dark Quarterer or Adramelch) but he simply isn't talented enough
to pull it off. It's cheap casio music that will be played at
his local church by an embarrassed priest. I'd be embarrassed to
actually release something with the kind of vocals present on this
album, they're so whiny, weak and so annoyingly obnoxious.
He sounds like the worst singers who did auditions for TV shows like
The Voice that you can find on the Internet. He's like an
Italian William Hung but it's even funnier since he's taking himself
seriously.
With
song titles like “Dark Thoughts in my Head” and “Too Many
Visions of the Apocalypse”, you know you're in for a trip into
putrid cheese territories. The dude can't write semi coherent lyrics
to save the life of Jesus, I know it's not his first language and
Italians aren't exactly well known for the quality of their English
but come on now. It's middle school level stuff written by a dude
wearing a fannyback.
The
dude behind Trust Your Dream is so amateurish that he can't find
anyone to join his projects and since that's the case, he has to do
everything on his own but he barely has any skills whatsoever so his
music isn't worth anything.
Indeed,
it's a free download (well, at least it's free 'cause no one should
have to pay for this crap) is in 128 kbs, I feel that a better bit
rate would probably ruin the experience altogether. The shitty
quality fits the awfulness of the music, like mustard and ketchup on
a hot dog, it's the best experience you can get for choosing to
listen to something like that. Like hot dogs, it's surely bad for you
but you'll at least enjoy it. Nevertheless, unlike processed meat,
this will never leave my body, it will forever be in my head like
Christ is in heart, I guess?
1 comment:
And yet it is still better than anything Metantoine has come out with!!! lol.
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