Album Review: Dead Make Up by Persona (2008)
Alright, let’s talk about Dead Make Up, the 2008 release from Spain’s own Persona. This record is a wild ride through Stoner Rock and Hardcore vibes, with just enough Alternative twists to keep things interesting. Released via B-Core Disc, it’s one of those albums that doesn’t try too hard to impress—it just does. And honestly? That’s what makes it stick.
First off, let’s shout out the crew behind this beast. Alfredo Panduro handles vocals and guitar duties like a boss, while Víctor Casorrán lays down some seriously groovy basslines and even adds keys for extra flavor. David "Oso" Ramos on drums brings the thunder, and producer Kaki Arkarazo ties everything together with a raw yet polished touch. The result? A sound that feels both chaotic and controlled—like a storm trapped in a bottle.
Now, onto the tracks. There are quite a few gems here, but two really stood out to me: “Chili & Cream” and “Near the Storm In June.”
“Chili & Cream” hits you right away with its gritty riffs and punchy energy. It’s the kind of song that makes you wanna crank the volume and pretend you’re cruising down an empty highway at midnight. The mix of heavy distortion and catchy hooks keeps it fresh, and Alfredo’s vocals have this raw edge that just pulls you in. I dunno why, but every time I hear it, I think of spicy food and bad decisions—which, honestly, sounds like my ideal Friday night.
Then there’s “Near the Storm In June,” which is more moody and atmospheric. The guitars feel like rainclouds rolling in, and the rhythm section builds this slow-burning tension that explodes into a killer chorus. It’s haunting, but in a good way—like when you walk past an old house at night and swear you saw something move in the window. You can tell they put a lot of thought into the dynamics here, and it totally pays off.
One thing I dig about Dead Make Up is how unapologetically itself it is. Persona isn’t trying to reinvent the wheel; they’re just making music that feels real. Sure, the tracklist has some repeats (looking at you, “Beginner’s Luck” and “A to Z”), but honestly? It kinda works. It’s like hanging out with a friend who tells the same story twice because it’s just that good.
By the end of the album, you’re left with this weird mix of satisfaction and curiosity. Like, who are these guys, and why don’t more people know about them? Maybe it’s because they’re from Spain, or maybe it’s because their style doesn’t fit neatly into any box. Either way, Dead Make Up deserves a spot on your playlist if you’re into rock that’s got guts and grit.
Oh, and here’s a random thought to leave you with: If this album were a person, it’d probably be the guy at the party who shows up late, drinks all your beer, and somehow still becomes everyone’s favorite. Cheers to that.
