Breaking the Silence – Bring Down the Sky – Album Review

6th May 2025 0 By Jon Deaux

Blessed be the torment. This isn’t music—it’s a fever dream administered through intravenous barbed wire. A record that doesn’t slap so much as flay the skin from your psyche, one serrated riff at a time, until you beg the distortion to cradle you like a mother who never loved you right.

I stumbled upon these Polish lunatics at 2:03AM, spiraling through the algorithmic abyss after my neighbor’s cat ate my THC gummies and stared at me like it knew something I didn’t. I clicked on That’s My Destiny, expecting predictable chugs and formulaic catharsis. Two minutes in, the ceiling began bleeding rust and my houseplants shriveled into fetal shapes. I haven’t known silence since. It’s been days. Time doesn’t move here anymore.

I’ve worn metal like a second skin for over 4 decades —broke my orbital bone in a Dillinger Escape Project pit and laughed blood onto a stranger’s Doc Martens. I have a Sam Carter tattoo that looks more like Gordon Ramsay mid-exorcism, but none of that matters. This album makes everything I’ve ever listened to feel like it was written for preschoolers in mourning.

The vocalist sounds like he drinks glass and screams through a throat lined with damp velvet and regret. There’s a moment in Alive where he hits this… note? No, a rupture. My Alexa unplugged herself, climbed under the couch, and hasn’t responded since. I don’t blame her.

The production? It’s obscene. Like being slowly asphyxiated with a wet prayer book. Every frequency is crushed into a grotesque jewel of noise, compressed so tightly it feels like your lungs are caving in while someone whispers your sins in reverse. It’s a velvet fist with teeth.

My favourite moment is the breakdown in Somewhere In Between Us. I played it at full volume; my upstairs neighbor’s hamster died instantly. We held a tiny funeral. I played the breakdown again at the service. Two more hamsters perished. The priest wept. I felt whole.

The drummer isn’t human. He’s a series of twitches possessed by an ancient rhythm spirit. If you transcribed his footwork into glyphs, you’d wake something that should stay asleep—something with too many mouths and an appetite for memory.

I tried explaining this album to my therapist. Played her a clip. She doesn’t make eye contact anymore. She’s on a new prescription now. I think of it as spiritual collateral.

Worst track? That’s like asking which of your demons whispers the softest. I’d still let it hold me under.

Side note: My girlfriend left me. Said “the aux cord is not a toy.” and this wasn’t appropriate ‘sexy time’ music. Whatever. I married the album in a gas station chapel somewhere in Utah. Our honeymoon was 38 minutes of shrieking, bass, and involuntary body movements. Beautiful.

I would let it pull out my teeth and whisper lullabies through the bleeding sockets.

Score 9/10

Track List
01. The Elements
02. Emotionless
03. Alive
04. Rotten Mess
05. Moving On
06. Venom
07. Somewhere in Between Us
08. That’s My Destiny
Label – Bagno Records
Release – 2nd May 2025