Damngods Deliverance: A Finnish Metal Masterpiece That Kicks You in the Ears (and You’ll Like It)
If you’re a fan of headbanging, screaming your lungs out, or just plain heavy music that makes your neighbors hate you, Damngods Deliverance by Damngod is the album for you. Released in 2012 under Longplay Music, this Finnish rock/metal hybrid slaps harder than a moose on steroids. With styles ranging from punk to death metal, it’s like someone took all your favorite chaotic sounds, threw them in a blender, and hit “puree.” The result? A wild ride called Damngods Deliverance.
Let’s break it down. The lineup here is tight: Broman handles bass and vocals with the kind of growl that could scare bears. Ristola pounds the drums like he’s auditioning for Thor’s personal band, while Lehto shreds guitar riffs sharp enough to cut glass. And let’s not forget Tomppa Saarenketo, who recorded, mixed, and mastered this beast—guy deserves a medal or at least a free kebab for his efforts.
Now, onto the tracks. There are some real gems here, but two stand out like sore thumbs—or maybe sore ears, given how loud they are. First up, we’ve got “Squeal Like a Pig.” Yeah, yeah, clever title aside, this track hits like a freight train made entirely of angry hogs. The riff is relentless, and when Broman lets loose with his guttural roar, you can practically smell the barnyard chaos. It’s catchy as hell though; don’t be surprised if you find yourself humming it during your morning commute. Just try explaining that one to your coworkers.
Then there’s “The River Knows Your Name,” which flips the script a bit. This one starts off slow and brooding, almost like the river itself is plotting something sinister. But then—BAM!—it explodes into a mosh pit-worthy anthem full of thunderous drums and searing guitar solos. By the time it ends, you’ll feel like you’ve been swept away by an actual river, except instead of drowning, you’re alive and ready to punch the air until your fists hurt.
What’s cool about this album is its raw energy. Nothing feels overproduced or polished to death (pun intended). Every note, every scream feels genuine, like these guys locked themselves in a freezing Finnish garage and refused to leave until they’d created something worthy of Valhalla.
So, would I recommend Damngods Deliverance? Absolutely. It’s the kind of record that reminds you why rock and metal will never die—they just keep reinventing themselves in ways that make us go, “Whoa, what was THAT?”
Final thought: If albums could drink, this one would probably chug vodka straight from the bottle, smash it on the floor, and then ask for more. Cheers to Damngod for delivering… well, deliverance.
