Paradise Lost – Obsidian

Since it came out only a few months later than the new My Dying Bride album, for the latest Paradise Lost one we could do a sort of copy-paste of what has already been written about their fellow citizens. In 2020 it would not be fair and not even honest to ask Mackintosh and members to replicate the levels reached at the beginning of their career, when together with the other two tips of the Sacred Triad they rewrote forever the rules of gothic doom; having said that, after a convincing work but mostly dark traits such as Medusa, the return to sound more winking without overflowing towards the inconsistency of Host et similia can only be greeted with favor, especially because Obsidian contains a handful of tracks really excellent, a series of potential hits that turn out to be such without appearing blatantly commercial. Our band remembers after a quarter of a century to have written a memorable album as Draconian Times, composed by corrosive songs, deep but also well memorized, and with the last work they trace without hesitation the formula, updating it to the present day without abjuring the softening occurred from One Second onwards. The result is that, despite the fact that many people didn’t like it (but we’re talking about people who maybe liked Host, and that’s saying a lot), Paradise Lost are back to teach younger bands how to compose essential songs, dragging and riffs that knock you out. It’s okay if Holmes can’t hold his own vocally and his bandmates show the same enthusiasm on stage as I do when I have to punch in at 7:30 in the morning: time passes for everyone.

2020 – Nuclear Blast