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Lacuna Coil’s Delirium

Lacuna Coil's Delirium

Lacuna Coil’s Delirium

Written by Mike Ritchie, June 5, 2016, at 1:31 p.m.

Milan’s Lacuna Coil has brought forth a new record, self-described as pure insanity. Lacuna Coil’s Delirium is explained as a record telling the stories of captured, entombed spirits and soul’s asylum bound, trapped in real life unhealthy, dangerous relationships or died alone, still roaming the abandoned hallways.

Topics of everyday insanity are also breached, wrapped up nice and tight like a thrashing straight jacket.  They’ve written trapping tales of lost souls that once dwelled and wandered the corridors of hillside asylums in Northern Italy.

Delirium is a story told collectively, room by room, of wayward souls discarded, abandoned, and left to wither away. The lyrics spill out stories like unethical experiments and therapies spilled blood. The subjects’ senses of sanity are carelessly mopped and rinsed away. The songs are told with the beauty of Cristina Scabbia’s delivery and the clean, often deep and harsh sounds of Lacuna’s male voice Andrea Ferro.

Scabbia’s love of horror movies revolving around Italian horror, Halloween and Freddy Krueger may have given them inspiration to take the insanity route. Like the Italian masterpiece Suspiria, Delirium has elements of enchantment, mystery, and suspense twisted into their own gothic delivery. Scabbia gives their life’s twilight post-mortem beauty and recognition. Ferro’s growls out their anger, struggles and mental, physical battles within the solid walls and those self-built.

“House of Shame” lies in the darkness of night, forgotten in daylight with life simply continuing in the dark corners of the asylum. No forgiveness for sins committed in the name of treatment, science, and wellness, or the diseases and disorders caused therein. Countless souls’ last words and screams haunt the halls enacting immortal vengeance. The gothic choir sings as stained glass explodes above by a monstrous guitar bitch slap ambushed by malicious growls. Scabbia hits peaks with high falsetto for the first released single.

“Broken Things” lay in the bed provided as their mind slipped away. The building’s soul echoed “Build walls within to escape reality but I still house your being.”  Patients count down watching and listening to the sands fall through the cracked hour glass, looking for a mental escape.

“Delirium” says there’s no protection from these walls. There’s a cracked menagerie quality in Scabbia’s delivery with walks in the darkness and shadows of self in the mirror, trying to escape the looking glass. The first subtle guitar shriek echoes Scabbia’s catchy vocals, celebrating and/or remembering a collective state of mind. Guitars unravel thought patterns with keys giving sound to decaying, deteriorating minds.

“Blood, Tears, Dust” echoes early techno effects thumping the mind for reflex as bass plow’s over debris graded by Ferro’s roar. Scabbia picks up remnants, pristinely singing the stories on rivers of sermons suffering their plight. There’s a death metal quality to his delivery as Scabbia’s vocals soar high accompanying the clanging bass.

“Downfall” is a mental, psychological decline into unknown descent, with the sunshine of sanity being beaten down and hidden by the rancid rain. Bombastic emotion is pumped through on melody and guitars. The song hits hard with a quiet unsuspecting keyboard sucker punch; the twisted psyche’s mangled in the music.

Children sing the opening rhyme on “Take me Home,” the most craved mental vacation and the last ride of the day on the crazy train.

Whether it communicates Stockholm syndrome or a serial killer talking to his victim, alive or dead, “You Love Me Cause I Hate You” carries emotional coldness, coating like frost on windows. Scabbia gets serious with an almost melancholy country vibe delivery. It’s a twisted love affair displaying a killer schematic through Scabbia’s delivery and tormented emotions through Ferro’s.

“My Demons” carry the murderous thoughts and plots of a mentally unstable, calculating mind. The experiments/sessions didn’t help. Bass pulls and snags fragments of the mind, manhandled and misdiagnosed by doctors and friendly, caring staff.

“Claustrophobia’s” tight, closed in for treatment, thrown in to face fears and phobias head on too soon.

A patient escapes on “Ultima Ratio” then realizes the mental trap set up from within. He can never truly escape those walls.  You are one of the few that escaped but you’ll always mentally be here. Run till the sirens find you.

They took a page from Madonna’s library covering “Live to Tell” on the deluxe edition bonus material, giving it a metal makeover and L.C. treatment. The opening words show shocking similarities to the original with a heavier edged vibe, while keeping the basic structure but doesn’t capture the original’s overall dramatic impact.

Other bonus tracks include “Breakdown” and “Bleed the Pain.”

When you take a listen to Lacuna Coil’s Delirium, come back and tell us what you think in the comments section.

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