1997 is not remembered as the most prolific year for death/thrash metal... but don't tell King Fowley and the rest of the gang collectively known as Deceased. Fearless Undead Machines pours forth with thrash/heavy metal goodness. And what better to sing about than the zombification of the civilized world? Each track serves to detail a world once recognizable as our own, but now being overrun by the undead. And it straight up rocks. Romero would be proud. Shit, maybe he is. What do I know?
Really, these guys have always been an underground favorite but deserve so much more. If there is such a thing as being "true" or "real" in the world of metal, then Deceased is it. They've been at it since like 1984 and nothing has stopped them yet. Not hair metal, not grunge, not emo,nor screamo, not hip hop, not what passes for country music these days, not hardcore,metalcore, or mathcore, not even the lamest most vile of all things: U2, could stop these Heavy Metal soldiers. They just keep on moving forward like a... well... a zombie.
By the by, if I were on such a nominating committee, Fearless Undead Machines would be on the list of my Top Ten album covers of the 1990's.
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