For the past six months (maybe more), my Inbox has been peppered with messages from Eden's Curse updating fans about their third album Trinity. Hey, I'm not complaining; I dig this band. But with all the hype, one wonders what to expect. Then came the single No Holy Man, a duet with Dream Theater's James Labrie no less, and again our appetites were whetted. Can this third work be that good? Well, my friends, Trinity, is solid Eden's Curse. With little doubt this band has found their groove and they're firing on all cylinders. Additionally, the band welcomes new keyboard player Alessandro Del Vecchio (Edge Of Forever).
Eden's Curse is one of those bands that blurs the line between melodic hard rock and heavy metal, and Trinity is no different. Can't Fool the Devil, Dare to be Different, and Black Widow (with Andy Deris) cast themselves as melodic heavier rock, the first and last nearing traditional power metal. Then the aforementioned (and wonderful) No Holy Man, Saints of Tomorrow, or Children of the Tide are solidly in the melodic hard rock camp, though edgier. Toss in a the lengthy hard rock/metal ballad Guardian Angel (inspired by the birth of bassist's Paul Logue's child), and you have the essence of an Eden's Curse modern melodic hard rock album. Yet, Eden's Curse stumbles, if only a little, on the average Rivers of Destiny and the lackluster cover of Dio's Rock n Roll Children (but it certainly easy to understand the inspiration for the band).
Regardless of those last notes, Trinity is another fine release from Eden's Curse. The songs are impressive and entertaining, and the production, thanks to Dennis Ward, is phenomenal. Fans of all things heavy and melodic should jump on Eden's Curse's Trinity for with. Very recommended.
Trinity is another fine release from Eden's Curse. The songs are impressive and entertaining. Fans of all things heavy and melodic should jump on Eden's Curse's Trinity for with.
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