…so then I says to the guy, I says, “Maligner?! I hardly even KNOW her!”
What? Hello… Hello… Is this thing on?…
I shouldn’t screw around, though, because Maligner doesn’t. This Swedish three-piece rips through eight tracks of feral death / thrash in thirty minutes, closer in that formula to the former of the two, and almost never letting their collective foot off the proverbial gas pedal. No, nothing on Attraction To Annihilation is an original concept; it’s heavily indebted to the likes of vintage Death and Kreator-on-amphetamines, with a slight modern flair that recalls the straightforward attack of a Krisiun. Still, when metal is executed with this level of obvious passion, the nearly palpable energy can transcend the second-hand nature.
Put differently: You’ve heard this before, but hoo boy, damned if it ain’t a lot of fun.
At the end of the day, nothing Maligner does is outside the box; it’s the kind of ferocious death / thrash that I would typically think is South American, except it isn’t. (Well, not entirely.) Nevertheless, it’s performed and produced very capably by a band that excels at what they do. Your appreciation for Attraction To Annihilation ultimately depends on your love of or need for more classic-styled thrashing death metal. If you’re like me, and it’s always welcome in your ears, then Maligner is for you; if innovation or progression is your benchmark, then you may not find too much here that holds your interest.
That would be a shame, though, because hoo boy, damned if it ain’t a lot of fun.