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Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Nigel Foxxe's Inc. - Censored (2003)

It's probably better to think of Censored as an afterthought rather than a new Nigel Foxxe's Inc. album, a thought that might have been better left within the brow of its creator than ever committed to the ears of those expecting War of the Godz Mk. II. Not that the man had gone reggae or calypso or anything, or written an R&B record: this is still metal music, at least marginally. But it's basically the very soft edge of commercial 80s AOR that was already well out of place, better suit to a crowd weaned on Kansas or Chicago than raging fantasy themed speed/thrash. War of the Godz was hardly a masterpiece, and Foxxe is best represented through his earlier work in the band Flames, but this must have seemed like a huge slap in the face to those few that had paid attention in the past.

The material here was written in about a decade's time, and considering all of that space, one could certainly have hoped for a better result, a worthwhile 'comeback'. Granted, there was no intention of ever releasing this to the public originally, and when it did finally rear its head it was through a tiny independent imprint, at the behest of vocalist Vasillis Axioitis, who replaces Foxxe himself on these recordings. Don't expect much of a similarity to Axiotis' work with the Greek power metal troupe Phantom Lord. Sure, he's god a talent here, able to twist harsher Jon Oliva-like tones into the more mainstream gimping of many of these tracks, but it's sadly too often wasted against the hopeless writing of the vacuous riffs, powerless synthesizers and so forth.

As for Foxxe, he feels castrated here. Gone are the speed metal overtures, the raw thrashing ability and momentum of the debut album. These are all replaced with amateur hard rock riffs one could have heard from any 3rd or 4th tier band struggling to make a name for themselves on American metal radio in the late 80s. You've got the opener "Drive", which is incredibly lackluster despite the use of samples and a pretty good lead. "Breakin' Point" is practically the same track, with the notes juxtaposed slightly as to avoid self-plagiarism. Weakling synth pads betray the solo, which is strangely again quite strong. I'd even argue the lead work throughout Censored is superior to War of the Godz, with far more direction. But that's hardly a major accomplishment when the environment in which they are asserted is so meticulously average.

Not every song is so incredibly void of potential, but even at its best, in the creepy frolic of "The Lost Boys" verse, for instance, you're still getting something that could have never walked in a Whitesnake or Quiet Riot's shoes had it ever even reached the target audience. By the time you arrive at an "Too Late", "Too Much" or "Angel of Pain" it has all become a blur of sad mediocrity, and the drippy power ballad "Lullabies" borders on atrocity. The rare exception might be the closer here, a piano/vocal piece "Take Me Away" with a slight symphonic swell, that one might easily hear a Geoff Tate singing mentally, not that Axiotis does a poor job with it.

Censored is not the sort of disappointment that conjures up harrowing hatred, or the burning of the listener's flesh as he gapes with awe at how far the mighty have fallen. It was a clear notice of direction change, and the abandonment of the speed and frenzy that characterized so much of Foxxe's earlier material. Unfortunately, the songs themselves would not have been up to the task, and it reeks of poor choices. Foxxe was aware of this fact, naturally, and thus the work was released posthumously, like a fan package, but not much of a love letter. The solos are consistent enough, the vocals just a taste of Vasillis at about one quarter of his full power, and "Take Me Away" mildly moving, but the rest of the material seems like a radioactive crater of dead dreams, pounded into the blazing steppes by one of the titular godz of its predecessor.

Verdict: Fail [3.75/10]

Nigel Foxxe's Inc. - War of the Godz (1988)

By the time Nigel Foxxe's Inc. arrived in the late 80s, the man himself had already been quite busy within the thinly developing Greek speed/thrash scene, performing guitars and vocals on the first two albums by the vicious Flames, Made in Hell ('85) and Merciless Slaughter ('86). These showed tremendous potential, essentially that country's answer to a Bulldozer or Venom, but there was some restlessness within the frontman, and he parted to form his own entity in Thanatos Inc., producing the single album Life Ltd. in 1987. This was not a huge success, and unfortunately due to a conflict with the Dutch Thanatos, Nigel was forced to change the name, which he did to incorporate his own handle.

War of the Godz was the initial result of this new stage in evolution, and here Foxxe would infuse a more brightened luster of speed/power metal into the obvious thrash influences. Don't be mistaken, this is in part as aggressive as his Flames records, but it manifests this unusual mix of early Slayer, Dark Angel or Venom with the stylings of USPM artists like Agent Steel or Liege Lord. Add in some lovable if cheesy keyboard intros and you've got yourself a rather forgotten 'epic' of Greek speed metal that was sadly another victim of the metallic saturation of the late 80s, through no major fault of its own.

Granted, this is not exactly laden with the most mesmerizing riffs of its time, most fluttering past in a blitz of abandonment, content in their energies alone. Foxxe's vocals run in a mid to high range that almost remind me of some blue collar NWOBHM vocalist trying to keep up with the faster pacing of the thrash/speed epoch, but they're also functional and fluid enough that he could pull them off while sputtering his lead and rhythm guitars. His backing band, 'Wolf' and Johnny were quite tight, in particular Wolf's bass is quite busy throughout the album and only adds to the entertainment value. The production is not a far cry from most of the speed or power metal acts on the Metal Blade roster in the mid-80s, which is to say you'll like it if you were listening to the genres back then. If not, there could be a disconnect.

The record begins with the "War of the Godz" trilogy, each of which opens with some tasty, lush if primitive keyboard melody that erupts into speed metal, like Tangerine Dream opening up for Hobbs' Angel of Death. Of the three, "Avengin' Godz" and "Universe of Fear/Galaxy of Terror" have the most thrust to them, and probably the most power on the entire album, as if they were plucked from Foxxe's earlier albums with Flames but polished to be something less severe. "Treason" is a 9 minute epic with synths and acoustic guitars that explode into more mid paced material that reminds me of Omen or Manilla Road, Nigel putting an edge to his vocals that simply wasn't present for the trilogy.

This might be the centerpiece of the album, but then the trio notches out two more 8 minute pieces in "Condemend" and "Pet" that are both rife with somewhat digestible melodic guitar licks and progressive sequences. There's one more scorcher in "Fear" which bears a likeness to the "War of the Godz" tracks, and a furious bonus track called "Do or Die" included with the cassette, another flurry of California-craving power/speed metal which recounts Agent Steel or maybe Abattoir, though Foxxe's vocals are nowhere up to the task of a John Cyris or Steve Gaines.

War of the Godz is not exactly the bee's knees, but it does gush honey. The album was passable for its day, and presents enough nostalgia and quality for those who pine for better years when rapid fire metal was just coming out of its infant period, and developing through lyrical ideas and across a broader world stage. The performances are solid and the material trumps the band's sole release through the previous incarnation Thanatos Inc., but there are simply too few riffs that pass straight through the memory, even if they're entertaining in the moment. Obscurity pundits who dig the mid 80s production values and blinding speed will almost certainly find something here to relate to, even if there are no grand chorus parts to memorize or top flight riffs to drool over.

Verdict: Win [7/10]