Enemy of God
Well, they are from Tampa. What a shocker. Or schlocker, for that matter. I want to make it clear from the outset that I enjoy this record, but I have to qualify that by adding that I enjoy bands like Nosferatu and Pretty Boy Floyd. And while I can see myself putting Nativity on the stereo from time to time, I still have to tear it to pieces here. Where, was I? Oh yes, they’re from Tampa. Ring any bells? Genitorturers, Marilyn Manson, Jack Off Jill, once the death metal capital of the world? Maybe they’re not all from Tampa, but South Florida is close enough. Sure does go a long way towards describing their sound. Think of a more lo-fi Electric Hellfire Club with tons of old White Zombie-ism’s. Enemy of God is also augmented live by the “Sodom A Go-Go Dancers.” Surely somewhere, somebody’s mother is dying of embarrassment and My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult is cashing a hefty royalty check.
Did I mention that I enjoy the record? It all comes down to the blood-throated scream that opens “Killing For God,” I’m a sucker for that sort of thing. Even if the track quickly descends into a turgid reprise of Rob Zombie’s lowest points. I don’t really want to talk about individual songs, or this review would quickly become a game of spot-the-influences (hey! Prong!) or rip-into-the-cliched-lyrics (“bruises are back in style,” indeed). Suffice to say, I could use the catch-all “Support Florida bands who don’t sound like Creed” motto, but I won’t this time. And anyway, from the looks of the sleeve photo, these guys would probably come and break my fingers (or steal my silverware) if I kept going. But I swear, I rather enjoyed the record!