Review by JD on May 4, 2014.

Death metal has been something that is the toughest to come to grips with. It can be so amazing or simply run-of-the-mill, much more than other metal genres. I have found more of the second than the first. Let’s see if North Carolina’s Hadea breaks out of the mundane mould.

Formerly named Gollum, this band resurrected itself as Hadea and continue on after losing one of their founding members (drummer: Hunter Holland) unexpectedly and then taking a real long look at what they wanted. They wanted not only to continue to play intensely powerful music, but to honour the hard fought building blocks which their fallen brother had placed… but anew.

Using a combination of pure down groove, bouts of industrial and smatterings of progressive styles added into its death metal they come at you from many angles. While the musicianship held here is somewhat suspect in many spots – the vocalist makes up for it in power and emotion that is very rarely seen. Just listen to 'Larva To Chrysalis' or 'Malicious Species' and you will hear a good vocalist (Shawn Corbett) that is just head and shoulders above the band that was playing behind them. It seems a little disconnected between the truly talented and the band that tries to keep up.

It is not a bad album, just one that is frankly uneven between the vocals and the music. I think given time for the band to grow into the power of their frontman will eventually pay off in gold but this particular album is not even close to that level. It is good, not great – but gives a glimmer of a band that will soon be equal. Just like Hadea’s name means (a scientific geological place in time) it is in transition to something better.

Rating: 7 out of 10

Review by Mladen on November 24, 2023.

I'm getting weird flashbacks here. Although Root are a fairly well known Czech band, with decades of history behind them, I've never had a chance to hear them before. One spin, and it's like being subjected to King Diamond for the first time again. It's a really kick-ass band. The drums, guitars, the bass, all of them are experts. Heroes, no less. A darkened heavy metal band exactly knowing what to do and where to do it.

But the singer... what on Earth, is this man doing? Two or three more spins and I'm converted. Where the Hell has this been hiding until now?

Got to love Root, really. Although they apparently started as one of the original pre-second wave black metal bands, today they are quite a different beast. You might even call them progressive, although they aren't really trying it. It's just natural. If there's a need for a creepy, clean moment, it's there, but Root are equally good at building tension through various steps to high speed thrashing and back. Or just going from silent to swirling guitar wizardry in an instant. All the time staying deliberate, determined, grim and... honest.

One can take two approaches in trying to describe the music. You can either try to pointlessly describe the heaviness, count all the rhythm changes, all the sermon-like parts and all the ludicrous parts closing in on you. Or you can just say, "this is what Satanists do when they grow up (hint: they never fully do)."

Before I make another comparison, let me just say that the vocals have nothing to do with King Diamond whatsoever. But after discovering an unique band and feeling the same way as listening to the good old Church of Satan member, King Diamond, for the first time, it was quite curious to learn that Jiri "Big Boss" Valter was in fact the founder of the first Church of Satan in Czechoslovakia. Respect.

Even the sound on Daemon Viam Invenient could come as a surprise — it's real. Everything is clear and present. The drums have a real tone, the guitars haven't been subjected to any of the nowadays popular sound treatments. For a change, you're getting great guitar sound as played through a fine amplifier and without making exceptions for the other instruments. Talk about self-confidence. If you want to follow the bass lines, it's also possible (and sometimes very rewarding). To a listener accustomed to modern sounds, Root might even sound as a mis-match because there's a tiny bit of space between the instruments, preventing them to blend together. And it was a great choice, actually, because it's hard to imagine any "blend" of sounds getting along with those vocals...

Oh, those vocals. More flashbacks will follow when you hear Big Boss' — let's vaguely call it "baritone." Ever had nightmares of big, bald, evil priests coming at you and singing, caused by watching comedies with singing priests in them in your childhood? Errr, I guess you haven't. Neither have I, but that's the impression. The man is in a class of his own and he doesn't care. There's no excuse for those dramatic, theatrical, exaggerated vibratos, half-spoken, half-growled statements, screams, laughs and sighs.

Whatever you think Big Boss shouldn't really be trying to do — he does it. And gets away with it. You can simply feel he means it. Look at the guy — or his lyrics — and you'll KNOW he means it. To see a grown man going mad like this, in all possible directions, is just scary. Or laughable, but if that's the case you'll probably be laughing with him, not at him.

Ladies and gentlemen, if you think there's not enough adventure, danger, pride or madness in metal today — or you just can't be surprised any more — Root is the way to go... especially if you miss the days when you were entertained by someone actually older and crazier than you. Someone who knows something you don't.

Rating: 9 out of 10