Virgil And The Accelerators, Army Of Three. Album Review.

Liverpool Sound and Vision Rating 9/10

There are just some things that cannot be beaten, destroyed or taken apart by the flippancy of a malnourished pen. They can only be dipped further into the inkwell and given the responsibility of adding greater texture or colouring, the actions of a pen that gains its pleasure by understanding that the thought of not declaring just how good something is, is akin to the desperate act of the bored, twisted and lonely. That by not embracing something for all its worth is a sacrilege.

For Virgil and the Accelerators the release of Army of Three is one such moment in which the legions should speak and attack those who go round with muted tongues but are willing to bombard from a safe distance, the actions of the unworthy and the territorially driven who crowd with no purpose but to denigrate wherever possible. This is not what the Army of Three deserve, nothing short of praise and hope for a great future should be given to Virgil McMahon, Gabriel McMahon and Jack Alexander Timmis-Lakland for what they have produced in this set of blistering songs that come roaring at the listener as if being pounded by an artillery gun.

Bromsgrove may not be remembered for many moments in the annals of Rock or indeed music history, perhaps even arguably seen as the poor relation to other cities and town in which it sits geographically close to and has historical ties with. In terms of coming up with the goods, in Army of Three it has plunged itself directly into the path of oncoming traffic, revved its engine with much anger and is prepared to fight all the way, toe to toe and nose to nose. Like finding a new and exciting young contender at 16 who would go the distance with George Foreman in his pomp, Virgil and the Accelerators have the capability and stamina to argue with anyone who dares stand in their way.

Tracks such as Blow to the Head, Love Aggression, the outstanding Through the Night and the napalm like thrown grenade of It Burns punish the detractors whilst opening up a new theatre of musical war for the fans of the genre to immerse their body and soul into.

A cracking album and one in which the genre will get a great kick out of.  

 

Ian D. Hall