Reviews list for Coroner - No More Color (1989)
No More Color is that benchmark between the accessibility of Punishment for Decadence and the extremely experimental Mental Vortex, and as a result it has everything a real thrash album needs by combining the best aspects of both albums. As a result, this album takes technicality to a new level of catchiness. And it really helps that these guys make heaviness look like an easy feat, and this is coming off of having finished Anthrax's Among the Living just before turning this album on. Ron Royce's monstrous voice feels so authentic that you'd wonder if the guy really killed anyone. Hell, "D.O.A." sounds freaking foreign to our planet, like these Swiss thrashers are really from Neptune or some crapo and they came here to annihilate us. The album actually FEELS threatening despite how much of a jam every track is. In fact, it's safe to say that there are very few albums that can jam this much despite its terrifying presence and technicality. And because the album is so short, every idea the band had in this album has to work with the speed in order to perfect the mood and the presence. I'd say it definitely succeeded there. Listen to "Mistress of Deception" with headphones and tell me that's not the case.
Coroner's No More Color might show the effort put into it, but for the half-hour it runs, it still manages to achieve perfection. I don't know why it took me so long to finally listen to this album by the time I started listening to albums and back in 2020, but this is one of those pieces of work which will show you exactly why thrash metal is so good. This is the rare kind of album where every song can get away with the same goal and presence in mind because the band still manages to show a level of creativity that's hard to even train yourself to get.
Some bands that profess to be "technical" thrash hang their hat on their technicality and forget about what makes for great thrash metal. This often results in albums that, although being technically admirable, are somewhat sterile sounding and lacking in punch. Fortunately, this is far from true of Coroner and particularly this, their third full-length album. First of all this album thrashes like a motherfucker with Tommy T. Baron firing off red-hot riffs and rhythms that will set your head a-bangin' and your heart pumping. Those riffs are precise yet are still fired with a passion and aggression that is vital to decent thrash metal and the solos are incendiary with never a note sounding out of place. Ron Royce's rasping vocals are in the vein of "classic" thrash and his basswork is driving and busy, while Marquis Marky's drumming is exemplary throughout (although I would have liked to have heard it a bit higher in the mix).
Interestingly Baron and Marky were once roadies for Celtic Frost, presumably picking up a hint or two from Tom G. Warrior about making interesting yet exhilarating thrash metal records. Weighing in at only 34 minutes this is quite a short album, but I have no problem with that at all, this is a lean, mean thrashing machine and needs no padding. With superb tracks like Die by My Hand, Read My Scars and Tunnel of Pain there is more than enough packed into it's runtime to satisfy even the most demanding metalhead.
More solid thrashing goodness from these Swiss legends. There's a step up in quality from their already great previous albums on No More Color. I've always enjoyed the formula these guys have. While this formula is simple at times, the musicianship certainly isn't. Ron's Tom Warrior like croon fits perfectly over these catchy, yet technically awesome tracks. Once again, it's Tommy Baron's guitar that stands out for me. His rhythm and lead work on here are stunning, while never crossing over into wanky showmanship.
Die By My Hand, Read My Scars and Last Entertainment are some of the finest tracks on this release, but the whole album is consistently enjoyable. Coroner always have been an extremely underrated band and No More Color is one of the highlights of their career. I'm not sure it's my favourite, but it's right up there!