Band's List Hardcore Juggernaut (ITA) ...Where Mountains Walk

Powerful growl combined with heavy old school doom riffs, quiet passages, whisperings and many other very appealing elements – each single one of them, brought almost to perfection, made Juggernaut album ...Where Mountains Walk a piece of work which most of the metal fans (especially those who are opened to progressive genre) will really appreciate.

Since its start it’s really difficult to place the band into one genre. The songs are a mixture of classic doom elements with riffs and reverts which you can hear mainly in works of progressive metal bands. The music is still as depression itself – sometimes raging, sometimes quiet or even calming, but all the way it is a part of some bigger whole which can here and there glide into monotony yet still it is very interesting.

The first song Of Snakes And Men as if tries to show everything you can hear in the album and appeals like a very complex parade of the band’s skills. Fluently following Flamingoes is in general more melodic, the riffs are well established and the passage of a purely Italian sounding song which sublimed into the composition sound serene yet it doesn’t disturb the whole character. As well as the first song, this one is quite long (over six minutes) and for someone it could be too prolix but what is the most important – it is NOT boring.

Seven Companions And An Empty Chair goes with the spirit of its beginning – striking with some short calm moments and very, very random. As a total contrast, Ghostface begins with ticking sound and very mellow tunes but as well as every track of the album it develops... and develops... and develops. And for next seven minutes it still keeps on developing. I must admit that the album isn’t for fans of the old good “strophe-choir-strophe-choir-guitar solo-choir-ending” schedule of songs. Everyone who wants to listen to this album needs to prepare himself for a complex and variable piece of work.

As a break comes number five in order – A Fish Called Atlantis. And as breaks tend to be, it’s a short, a little averted track full of oriental rhythms and tunes. And afterwards comes as if nothing happened Nailscratched, very rhythmic and live track followed by Day Of The Dances which sporadically almost reminds of black metal thanks to its fast and furious riffs. But none of the genre variations of this album lasts for long. In comparison to other songs two minutes are like a second.

Atmosphere of doom and misery as pure as can be comes in spirit of Thank You For Not Discussing The Outside World followed by coalescent The Bridge And The Shepherd which is a foreplay for Diario, the final track of the album. Very likewise the first track, it shows everything you could hear in the album plus screams and growls similar to nothing before. A bit like every ending and destruction, the song appeals like an ordered chaos and makes a remarkable (and huge) dot at the finish.

The album ...Where Mountains Walk isn’t for everyone but in any case, it performs its task. With its music it brings a misery to doom connoisseurs as well as to fans of other genres because if you don’t like this kind of music and you aren’t used to long gragged composes, it may bring you suffering and throw you down to depression if you had to listen to the whole album.