A sense of anger, but angry at what?
There is a difference between yelling to get someone’s attention, and yelling just to prove a point. To yell without a purpose, just to prove a point is like a picket sign with no writing on it. It gets someone’s attention but it doesn’t hold it. “Razed to the Ground” is a picket sign with no writing on it. A vehicle to show up to the event but has nothing original to say, and in the end, works against your point of being there in the first place.
Sincerity is a staple among aggressive music. Angry, aggressive, kinetic, chaotic music often serves a purpose to either people listening or by the people that are creating it. When you lose that drive, passion, and edge, what’s left is often a hollow mess that lacks sincerity. When Vision of Disorder proclaims their disdain with crime, criminals, gun violence, and corruption in the media and in America, they have something to say. Something is written on their proverbial picket signs.
Then another song passes and this time Vision of Disorder falls victim to their hollow devices. Lines like “This world is an eye for an eye,” “So shameless, your crazy games,” or the exceptionally cringe-worthy “pull off all my finger nails, drag me across broken glass” leave a bad taste. With every politically charged mantra Vision of Disorder writes on their picket sign, a bad line acts like an eraser and wipes the slate clean again.
Vision of Disorder plays a mixture of hardcore, thrash, and metalcore that sounds like a cocktail of Pantera, Lamb of God, and Terror. The album relies heavily on drumming, and while it is tight and crisp and driving, the songs rarely change tempo and the double kick drum is often over abused just for the sake of heaviness. Down-tuned guitars chug in and out, often finding a groove, but more often than not, find the same groove over and over.
Aside from lyrically being all over the field, the vocal delivery is actually quite dynamic. The title track “Razed to the Ground” showcases this well. Spanning from downright angry in your face growls, to a laid back, tongue in cheek rasp (a la Phil Anselmo of Pantera). However honest sounding and diverse the vocals may be, the lyrics often overshadow the delivery.
Focused instrumentally, however redundant it may be, Vision of Disorder delivers an uneven performance on their latest effort. Raise your fists in the air, stand for something, make a statement, but make sure to at least show up with some markers to write on your sings with.
by Andy Wilcox (@wilco204)