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Harlott - Idol Minded (OFFICIAL VIDEO)

Order at: https://www.metalblade.com/harlott Directed, shot, and edited by Connor O’Keane of Imperium Pictures. More than 30 years after its inception thrash refuses to die, and with Australia's Harlott stoking the fires the genre is in very good hands. Returning with the follow up to 2017's mighty "Extinction", "Detritus Of The Final Age" sees them continuing to fight the good fight, delivering a collection of serrated riffs, rampant rhythmic battery and bilious lyrics, hitting hard in all the right places. "For the first time ever I went into this album with a blank slate," says vocalist/guitarist Andrew Hudson. "No ideas or requirements, just an empty record ready to be filled with whatever took me. Obviously thrash metal is the wheelhouse of what we do, and it came out pretty thrashy, but it was great to be able to set that aside and explore other avenues." The result is perhaps the band's most dynamic release, while holding on tight to that signature Harlott sound that has drawn in a legion of fans from around the world. LYRICS: Talk tough but you lack comprehension Subtlety is lost on your empty mind Scorn truth for your factual advantage Utterly indignant to the waste of life Preacher of an evident subscription Resonates at the frequency of lies Bow down to the ill-conceived agenda Worship the face that fronts a paradigm Connotation Twisted words the law Idol minded Subscribe to the lecherous synopsis Pay the fees cognitive dissonance Closed eyes, shut mind, dulled hypothesis Abstract musings with a fatal flaw There stands at the precipice a vigilant Propaganda for the waiting mass No truth can ever penetrate the ignorant Deception makes the most of pieties plan Declaration Bolden in the war Idol minded Disconnected, venerated icon makes a martyr of the stage As they fade away Lime lights dull glow barely illuminates the way Yet still the hate remains Caught fast in the immoral dilemma Words stuck in the erode of time So a pale a motive to be torn between Which impulse will embrace denial