Lamb Of God continue to break heads and educate on ninth album Omens

Lamb Of God's Omens is music to crash cars to (and that’s a good thing)

Lamb Of God: Omens cover art
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Pessimism runs deep through Lamb Of God’s catalogue. So it’s little wonder that their latest, and best, album is riven with fury, given the current hellscape America and the rest of the world is waking up to these days. 

For those unfamiliar with the jackhammer approach of Lamb Of God (educating and breaking heads for more than 20 years), Omens is as good a starting point as any. 

Heavy yet eloquent, full tilt yet considered, it’s a record that is incandescent with rage, and clever too. Take opening track Nevermore, which thunders and screeches and then falls open to reveal singer D Randall Blythe dropping down a gear into a monologue that is as much Henry Rollins as it is Tom Waits

And while you’re still marvelling at this fait accompli, they reverse a fire truck into your senses. It’s revelatory

Philip Wilding is a novelist, journalist, scriptwriter, biographer and radio producer. As a young journalist he criss-crossed most of the United States with bands like Motley Crue, Kiss and Poison (think the Almost Famous movie but with more hairspray). More latterly, he’s sat down to chat with bands like the slightly more erudite Manic Street Preachers, Afghan Whigs, Rush and Marillion.