Greek-born, Stuttgart-based musician Constantin Ranis has traded the safety of a full band for the fire of a solo project, and under the name HeartRage, he sounds like a man with something to prove. โRedemptionโ plays like a line in the sand, asserting that the story isnโt over yet, and it sure as hell wonโt end quietly. Drawing on his years in the metal trenches, he takes everything sharpened in past projects and dials it into something leaner, meaner, and far more personal.
The track wastes zero time. It erupts with gnarling, grinding distorted guitars, all jagged edges and low-end menace, locked to thumping, hard-hitting drums, like theyโre trying to punch through the floor. The verses ride that tension, riffs snapping and chugging while the vocal alternates between raw, hoarse shouts and a tighter, clenched delivery, like heโs forcing the words out through gritted teeth. Itโs heavy, but the clarity of the arrangement lets you hear every hit, every pick scrape, every inhale before the next roar.
Then the chorus detonates. Ranis shoots straight to the top of his range, belting โI will never fade awayโ with full anthemic force, the hook you can picture a crowd screaming back at him in a sweaty club. Clean, soaring lines tangle with guttural metal screams, a call-and-response between defiance and rage that gives the whole thing a cathartic, almost purging quality.
Somewhere in the back half, the song leans into its breakdown instincts, with riffs dropping lower, drums stomping harder, screams ripping through, before that melodic refrain comes charging back in like a final stand. By the end, โRedemptionโ is a restart button hit with both fists, a promise that HeartRage is here to stay and absolutely not going quietly into anyoneโs background noise.
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Review by: Naomi Joan