Band:	Primordial
Album:	Redemption At The Puritan's Hand
Style:	Black metal, Celtic folk metal
Release date:	April 2011

01. No Grave Deep Enough
02. Lain With The Wolf
03. Bloodied Yet Unbowed
04. God's Old Snake
05. The Mouth Of Judas
06. The Black Hundred
07. The Puritan's Hand
08. Death Of The Gods

Primordial is one of those bands that don't have to change their sound. It was this heart-felt marriage of epic grandeur and bitterness that granted them the distinctive sound they possess throughout the years. As a result many people got to cherish their work and dive into a maelstrom of intensity and emotions. You don't have to expect progress and they don't have to prove anything. What really matters in this specific case is everything Primordial have to say and the way they express it through their music. It's all about spirit and sound dynamics and by dynamics I mean the way the spirit comes into a sound life form of existence making the listener get closer to it. Of course I don't mean that I wouldn't like to hear progress from them, it would be interesting to see how it works to say the least, but this is Primordial, just like Iron Maiden is Iron Maiden, as simple as that.

So, Redemption At The Puritan's Hand is the 7th chapter in the book of Primordial, the long-awaited successor of To The Nameless Dead (2007). Four years later, the Irish flotilla of "The Coffin Ships" returns with an album that blends the darker vibe of Spirit The Earth Aflame with the lyrical fury of its predecessor. Inside its sound corridors you will find bitterness, sorrow, death, but you will also shake hands with anger, this is what actually happens when you get affiliated with the aforementioned emotions.

No, you won't find in here anthemic stand out tracks like the astonishing "Empire Falls", "Sons Of The Morrigan" etc, Redemption At The Puritan's Hand is targeting more to the point and the centre of the target rather than the circle itself. And the point is the unity of the compositions as they surpass you one by one like the float of the river, sometimes calm, others rough and in the end there's always a cataract. This time you won't get stuck in one song or two that will play ideal tricks on your mind. Either the album will conquer you gently for everything it represents or you've lost the battle in terms of comprehending the fact that Redemption At The Puritan's Hand is the epitome of everything Primordial have been so far. Something like a summary of their work and the epitome of it at the same time.

Alan Nemtheanga depicts his most sincere and heart-rending interpretation to date, he doesn't just sing the lyrics, he breathes through them, without forgetting his rougher edge of expression whenever required. The guitars keep their renowned traditional, electric tone, well-accompanied by the bombarding or marching rhythm section, but there's not a single chance you won't bear witness of their weeping this time. And there's always this unique contradiction of no matter how much disheartenment you might receive through Primordial's tunes , there's always a glimpse of hope lying in the corner.

"So here's to comrades near and far," this is what Redemption At The Puritan's Hand is. "And this is the death of the Republic?"

"And I say to my people's masters: beware, beware of the thing that is coming,
beware of the risen people, who shall take what we would not give.
Did ye think to conquer the people, or that law is stronger than life and than men's desire to be free?"