On Crucis' debut album, the band displays a style of instrumental
jaw-dropping symphonic rock with a slight fusion influence, as well as a
metallic, Deep Purple-ish sense of aggression. Crucis is
technically flawless, showcasing extremely tight musicianship, juxtaposing
chugging guitars with wild organ flights and particularly dexterous
drumming. Certainly, the band owes a debt to the Dutch school of jazzy
symph bands like Focus or Finch, but in my opinion surpasses both those
groups. Another influence seems to be the frenetic Italian legends
Semiramis, with their quirky, yet addictive, melodic sense. Indeed, if
any complaint can be leveled at Crucis, it is that they sound so
stereotypically "prog" on first listen, and given their tendency for
unrelenting complexity, one might make the mistake of overlooking their
significant compositional and melodic talents.
In short, this album kicks ass. Every song is pretty much a
winner, and is characterized mostly by Anibal Kerpel's organ as a lead
instrument, with guitarist Pino Marrone often unleashing a severely
inspired guitar lick in graceful counterattack. There is definitely a
hard rock-ish underpinning, driven by the thunderous rhythm section, which
manages to hold down the fort amazingly through a tumultuous barrage of
rhythmic changes and whirling drum fills. Occasional vocals do come to
the fore, and while pleasant enough, are nondescript overall. Most
importantly, the cuts here are, for the most part, extremely memorable,
and listeners will likely find themselves playing air drums or keyboards
in ecstatic imitation. In comparison to the followup, Los Delerios del
Mariscal, a classic in its own right, Crucis perhaps displays
more a thought-out, compositionally-based approach, as opposed to the
off-the-cuff, mind-blowing jams occupying much of the next release.
Overall, this is a great debut album from this Argentinean powerhouse, and
an undoubtedly essential South American symphonic prog release.
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