(After an extended hiatus, TheMadIsraeli revives the Revisiting the Classics series with a look back at an album from a band who are on the verge of dropping their latest bombshell.)
I figured this series needed to make a comeback some time ago; it was just getting the time to do it. It’s rather ironic that the album I decided to use for this revival was one I selected five or so months before The Living Infinite was even announced.
The Chainheart Machine represents old-school Soilwork at its absolute finest. The sharp, punctual, technical riffing, the frantic changes in tempo and time signature that occurred on some songs, the bewilderingly virtuoso-caliber shred of guitarist Peter Wichers, the epic melodies — this album has it fucking all if you ask me. All the instrumentation is impeccable; the mix for its time is just PERFECT for what was going on here (a dense, industrial tone — odd choice for melodeath); and I just fucking love it, back to front.
The thing that really makes this album is the songs as a whole. Let me explain.