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Death Of Ghost

by Horroble

Punk Metal. Loud Guitars, Cool riffs & catchy songs about Death, Uncool Friends, becoming a Vampire, Werewolves, Sex and Bloodlust. by the guiartist of "Ancient"
Genre: Metal/Punk: Gothic Metal
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1. Looking For Your Grave
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2. Bitten
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3. My Friends
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4. Werewolf Lover
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5. Leave Her Alone
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6. Death Of Ghost
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7. Drinking The Blood
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8. Red Hell
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9. Fever
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10. the Death
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Horroble
 
Horroble is Luci's latest project, a sinister hard rock killing machine inspired by the dark metal of Danzig and Black Sabbath, the technical prowess of Metallica, and the psychedelic space-glam of Ace Frehley. Luci laces this poisonous brew with vivid, bloodcurdling stories of werewolves, vampires and black-souled vixens from the depths of the abyss, and serves it all up in deceptively tasty little packages with titles like "Looking For Your Grave" and "Red Hell" that hold nasty surprises deep within their candy-covered shells. Horroble is heavy, glammy, demonstrably weird and piled tits-high with horror, but it's also soulful, self-aware, and rocks like a Fulci zombie epic cranked up to 11.
 
Luci dreamed up Horroble in the bitter early months of 2006, and by summer, he had written enough tales of terror to record the band's first CD, "Death of Ghost." The album was recorded in one long, suitably torturous 32 hour jag at Technical Ecstasy studios in the infamous "Satan's Face" area of New Brunswick, just a half a mile away from the last reported sighting of the Jersey Devil. No one remembers too much about the session, but engineers there claim there's still blood on the walls, and the kindly old janitor working that night was never seen again. "Death of Ghost" was planned, and executed, as a pan-dimensional project, with actual spirits from the netherworld joining Luci in his infernal business. There are many haunted souls involved in its production, but some of them are corporeal. The bass and drums were supplied, respectively, by singular sensation Bobby and Technical Ecstasy owner/ Doc Hopper stickman  Chris "Gobo" Pearce. Luci, of course, provides the murderglam guitars and the slurry Frankenfiend vocals, but all those strange noises you hear lingering in the corners and bubbling under the surface? Well, those are dead people.
 
Death of Ghost was released on that most unholy of days, October 31st, by Carny Goat records. It garnered heaps of praise from cool ghouls everywhere, including the venerable Classic Rock, England's fastest growing rock magazine. They wrote: "Imagine Ace Frehley fronting the Murderdolls. Imagine cartoon bats and half-naked zombie chicks. Imagine big, dumb pop-metal thrills that turn into murderous punk n'roll werewolf anthems after midnight. That's what you'll find on Horrorble's debut, Death of Ghost. If you survive it."
 
What's next for Luci and his band of merry maniacs? Well, more rock. More roll. More robbed graves and more grieving widows. So lock your doors, say your prayers, and keep the wolfbane handy. Horroble is on the prowl.


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Carl R. Moore

‘Better Than You Know, When You Sell Your Soul’
Death of Ghost—‘Better Than You Know, When You Sell Your Soul’

Horroble’s debut album Death of Ghost proves it’s possible to be at once aggressive and seductively hypnotic. Beginning with Looking For Your Grave, full of eerie vocal harmonies and thrusting guitar riffs, Horroble tears into the ear with a brutal, vampiric bliss. And they aren’t afraid to take a few measures to build the atmosphere á la old Sabbath. Payoff follows swiftly with intricate choruses that are wickedly melodic and hit like a clawed left hook.

Lyrically they lay out a fearless parade of mayhem and depravity. It’s one thing for a band to sing about death. It’s another to savor it on the tongue, then swallow it straight and ask for another shot. Repeat and repeat until voila, you have the killer chorus of Red Hell. At the same time, in tracks like Bitten, the lyrics promote a kind of rugged self-reliance. It throws a confident twist into vocals that echo early Bauhaus and range from the sarcastic to the wistful and darkly erotic.

Indeed, the striking chorus of Drinking The Blood, along with its claim that “Things are better than you know/When you sell your soul”, proves that Horroble is out to shake up the scene and leave their mark of unapologetic, blood-drinking, soul-stealing mystique. The sweetness is enticing and the chords powerful. Be you incubus or succubus you could take a lesson in temptation from Horroble’s wicked incantations…

With a rhythm section leaning a little more toward rock’n’roll than one gets in metal’s more noise-oriented subgenres, Horroble offers an abyss with a groove. And they are not afraid to kick off a song with a guitar solo, managing to keep things catchy while experimenting with song structure. Throughout the album they use the lead guitar in a subtly fresh way. The solo in My Friends warps suddenly into hard-boned speedmetal bucking against a tender, pop-sweet rock-riff. Such contrast sneaks up and seizes the listener with sadistic surprise. Yes, lead guitarist Luci’s solos will raise the eyebrows of Kirk Hammett and Dimebag Darrell fans alike.

The final track, The Death, puts the horrifically mental in experimental. I’m not saying put on the headphones, swallow some acid and stare at a photonegative of a priest delivering Mass to a nursing home full of corpses—just that you’ll enjoy its phantasmagoric, horror show-esque trip. Think neo-gothic version of the Doors’ The End. The track proves that this band has a breadth of style that holds more promise than a legion of whispering demons.

So bring on the musical massacre, bring on the slaughter with a spacey dash of sparkles—Horroble’s taking murderglam to a twisted new level. The carnival of carnality is worth the price; it promises to rock the cemetery for visitors and residents alike.

—Carl R. Moore

Sleazegrinder

...Imagine Ace Frehley fronting the Murderdolls...
Luci’s druggy vampire drawl..endless well of punky flash metal riffs that construct an awesome, Halloween-y coffin cruiser of a record. Imagine Ace Frehley fronting the Murderdolls. Imagine cartoon bats and half-naked zombie chicks. Imagine big, dumb pop-metal thrills that turn into murderous punk n’roll werewolf anthems after midnight. That’s what you’ll find on Horrorble’s debut, Death of Ghost. If you survive it.