What do you get when you cross divebombs with a buffet of solos and riffs? An Inhuman Nature record of course.
Keeping the thrash flame alive is a duty we should all be upholding. While dragging it kicking and screaming into the modern age is essential to keeping it alive and relevant, we can’t forget the gritty, unrelenting power that built its foundation. Cue crossover giants Inhuman Nature, sending us hurling back us back to genre’s haydays, but with a renewed sense of urgency and attitude that hits like a sledgehammer.
Following a solid run of releases that have firmly stapled them into the scene, latest cut Greater than Death is another firm nailing of crossover thrash. The record drags the grit and fury of ‘80s trash into the modern day, keeping the old-school elements alive but slamming it with a fresh, snarling edge. Jammed full of filthy riffs, infectious grooves and face-melting solos, this latest cut is pulverising from start to finish. The drums are relentlessly intense, kicking the tempo into overdrive, while Chris Barling’s vocals are just as venomous and snarly as ever, tearing through the mix.
However, this record feels more dimensional and elevated than previous releases – and it’s an absolute blast. From the spoken word passages, to the cool-as-fuck gang callouts in ‘Lines in the Sand II’ to the twangy tone in ‘Servants of Annihilation’, there are so many elements packed in that your ears are constantly on the edge with anticipation, never quite sure what’s coming next. Though the album races by at breakneck speed, moments like the doom-laden intro of ‘Fortress of Delusion’ and the twinkling, almost whimsical atmosphere of ‘The Maze of Eternity’ provide welcome breathers amid the chaos. But there is no time to get comfortable as you are launched straight back into the mayhem with ‘Dead and Buried’, closing the album just as ripping as it began.
Greater than Death has serious potential to land on many Album of the Year lists for 2025. It sticks to the band’s signature pissed off sound while throwing in just enough twists and turns to keep things fresh. No over-the-top technicalities or gimmicks (as it should be), just a tight, dynamic slab of thrash that never loses its grip. From start to finish, it rips with relentless energy, the kind that makes you bang your head or unleash full-blown chaos in the pit.