One thinks: who makes you spend most of your free time to keep up, together with some other mentally ill people, a webzine from which you earn nothing? The answer lies, like poison, in the tail: who said that you don’t make money from it? For example, if it hadn’t been The Burning Dogma themselves to send me the promo of their album for a review, how many chances would I have had to listen to it? Let’s say very few. Well, the real reward for those who dedicate themselves to a (non) work like this is to discover and enjoy realities that are unknown to most people, but able to produce music at the same level of much more advertised names. No Shores Of Hope is the first full length of this band from Bologna that, for some years now, has been trying to shake the sleeps of the apparently placid Emilia with a death metal with progressive and symphonic traits and, probably, the fact of having reached the test of the long distance without having rushed the times must have helped a lot to the final result of the work. The sound of The Burning Dogma is nervous, dark and changing, sometimes almost too much because of lightning fast changes of time that can disorientate the less experienced listener or, however, less inclined to deepen the contents of a complex album but with great charm. A disturbing mood that suits No Shores Of Hope, a concept that deals with topics that maybe are not new but always current, such as the degradation of humanity and the need to fight so that this drift is stopped, in order to spend the best an existence destined sooner or later to an inevitable end: the representation of all this takes place through a technical death metal, which develops between melodic/symphonic pulses and slowdowns of doom matrix, enriched by electronic inserts present mostly in the short instrumental interludes. The black scream performed by Andrea Montefiori is sometimes alternated to a more robust growl, and even this vocal variety ends up being a further element of discontinuity in an album that is full of surprises and excellent ideas, as well as a series of songs whose heaviness is diluted both by the technique, which the musicians put at the service of songwriting (and not vice versa), and by the melodic cues that mark a bit ‘all songs. Stand out, in a tracklist with no weak points, the catchy Skies Of Grey, softened by a beautiful female voice, the angular Nemesis and No Heroes Dawn, the central part of the Dawn Yet To Come trilogy, where is reproposed a fragment taken from Impropagation, the opening track of the milestone Necroticism…, as a fitting tribute to a band like Carcass to which The Burning Down are certainly inspired, especially in the rather sophisticated guitar evolutions. No Shores Of Hope, then, turns out to be an album of great value, which in a normal world would bring The Burning Dogma to the forefront of the scene, but after all they are the first to say, with their concept, that there is little normal left in this world.

2016 – Sliptrick Records