Hellripper Floor It Straight Through Coronach
Some heavy records are about dread. Coronach is about velocity. Hellripper’s latest — a ferocious 84 — is speed metal, blackened rock ‘n’ roll, and thrash mashed into one accelerating mass of breakneck riffs and gleeful energy. This is heavy music with a grin on its face, the kind of record that makes you want to drive slightly too fast and air-drum at red lights.
The Sonic Breakdown
The Production & Mix
The Low-End: At these tempos, low-end is a tightrope, and the mix walks it beautifully — kick drums that read clearly at full gallop, bass gluing itself to the riffs without smearing them. It’s punchy enough to hit hard and tight enough to stay legible when everything is sprinting.
The Spatial Dynamics: The guitars are stacked wide and raw, leaving a hot center lane for the vocals and drums to tear down. There’s a deliberate garage-fire looseness to the room sound that keeps all this precision playing feeling dangerous rather than clinical.
Standout Performance
The riffing is the showcase — an avalanche of tremolo runs, rock ‘n’ roll swagger, and thrash downpicking delivered with the stamina of an athlete and the enthusiasm of a fan. You can hear how much fun is being had, and it’s contagious.
Why It’s Certified
Technical ferocity and pure joy are supposed to be opposites, and Coronach cheerfully ignores that rule — heavy metal work ethic, rainbow presentation. It’s a record engineered for repeat plays, fist raised, volume irresponsible. If your genre has gotten too serious lately, this is the antidote. Certified great.