Vindicator - Whispers of Death

Angry Metal Guy 60

New thrash doesn’t hit my ears as much as it used to, and more than any other metal genre, it seems the hardest to effectively recreate outside of its original boom era (1983-1990). There were shining moments in the Great Rethrash Movement that kicked off in 2000, and sure, the Big Dawgs have managed to drop surprisingly spry platters here and there.¹ We know thrash can still deliver a WOW factor when executed at a high level, and even when it falls short and doesn’t blow your doors off, it can still be a good rowdy time. That brings us to Ohio Sons Vindictor. They’ve been banging it out since 2005 and have 4 albums under their belt, the last 2 of which received favorable coverage from AMG Himself. Now we get the fifth outing, Whispers of Death, and with it a whole lot of old school thrash enthusiasm. Can these Mid-West thrashards keep the momentum going in these lean years of thrash n’ bash? The speed world certainly needs a hero.

Opener “Whispers of Death…Anxiety’s Grip” puts a good boot forward with satisfyingly crunchy riffs and an over-the-top energy commitment. Olde/new frontman Marshall Law (I know) serves up blackened rasps, harsh thrash barks, and proto-death croaks, always sounding like he’s having a major emotional crisis and needs a hug. The backing riffs are high-octane and effectively brain-shaking, and there’s a goofy vibe behind it all that reeks of acts like Tankard, but it never gets too tongue-in-cheek. There’s a lot of impressive fretboard showmanship, and things are kept bouncy and agitated even as the song pushes against the 6-minute mark. “Charnal Pastures” ups the heaviness factor, going for something like blackened thrash and reminding of Skeletonwitch at points. It’s a wild, reckless ride off a cliff, and Law gives it his all. “Thirst for Violence” also rips shit up, approaching Demolition Hammer levels of speed and fury and even flirting with death-thrash. It’s good unholy fun.

Sadly, there is a second-half dip, with a few songs hitting less intensely and leaving fewer bruises. “Exhaustion” is a punky crossover type song that’s goofy but not especially interesting, though it gets points for reminding me of legendary Long Island hardcore act Crumbsuckers.² “Bleed Between the Lines” isn’t bad, but it feels generic and a bit underwhelming. However, there are some winners to be found as the album winds out. “Merry Evenings Make Sad Mournings” is an ode to excessive imbibing and the regret that comes with it. It’s a rip-ride that Tankard will wish they wrote 30 years ago, and Law screaming, “I’m never drinking again!” is a sentiment we can all relate to. Penultimate cut “Ripper Attack” marries Accept-style metal riffs with thrash leads for a fist-pumping, stadium-ready bomber about murder and mayhem that sounds way happier than it should. There are 2 interludes included, and “Abominable Intelligence” is a sort of instrumental with spoken word that falls into the interlude box as well. None of these are bad, but they feel unnecessary. At 45 minutes, Whispers of Death would be stronger and tighter with these removed.

Billy Zahn and Vic Stown are a potent axe tandem with a lot of ability. There’s no shortage of effective thrash riffage flying around, and when it comes time to wank the noodles, these cats burn the night down. I appreciate the inclusion of traditional and black metal elements into their work product as well. Marshall Law goes for broke from minute one to minute done with a collection of different vocal approaches. His base thrash snarl is effective, and his forays into black/death extremity add to the fun. Bassist Ed Stephens (Ringworm, Shok Paris) has chops, and he’s fairly audible, adding a meaty low-end rumble and twang. New drummer Glen Monturi also acquits himself well, offering a nonstop barrage of blasts, rolls, and toms trucking. It’s only the consistency of the writing that holds Whispers back from that next tier of thrash goodness.

Whispers of Death is a frantically entertaining thrash outing by a band that loves the genre dearly. It’s not going to make year-end lists or bring speed back in fashion, but it’s the kind of thrasher you can air guitar along with as you chug shitty beers with quality hooligans. That’s why we blast this shit, so Vindicator knows their audience and feeds it properly. That’s good enough for me in 2025.



Rating: 3.0/5.0
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: No Life ’til Metal
Websites: vindicator.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/vindicatormetal | instagram.com/vindicatormetal
Releases Worldwide: August 22nd, 2025

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