Spread  Eagle

                                                                                                  The Brutal Divine 

                                                                                                 Label: Frontiers

                                                                                       Release Date:12/06/2026

The Brutal Divine is a snarling, steel‑toothed beast that crawls out of the gutter, wipes the blood off its mouth, and dares you to flinch.

This is NYC street metal with zero polish, zero apologies, and zero interest in playing nice. Ray West sounds like he gargled the city’s electricity grid and survived. Gianmaria “Jommy” Puledda slings riffs like he’s trying to saw the world in half. Rob De Luca produces the whole thing with the precision of a man tightening a noose. And Rik De Luca hits the drums as if they owe him money.

This isn’t a comeback. It’s a warning shot!

"Flat Earth Vultures" is a slow, stalking predator of an opener. It circles you, sizes you up, and then goes for the throat. A perfect declaration: Spread Eagle is not here to soothe your delicate feelings.

First single and an ode to the mighty  New York hits and kicks ya in the guts as the killer  "Street Noise" comes a bounding into the room, a pure urban adrenaline sirens, sweat, and Ray West spitting fire like he’s preaching from a burning rooftop. Built for the stage, built for chaos.

"Gunflower" A seductive, venom‑laced bloom. Jommy’s riffs coil like snakes, and the chorus hits like a back‑alley confession you weren’t meant to hear. "Jail Rat" unrelenting and balls-to-the-wall attitude, a track that tells a tale of bad decisions and hard times, that's bound to please all the older fans of these guys from the Big Apple!   "Forbidden Local Honey," like the previous track, would have fitted well on their debut album it's delicious, gooey with a deadly sleazy groove.  "Pushed to the Limit" is a pulse‑hammering, jaw‑clenching war cry engineered to leave bodies rattling when it hits the stage.  The kick ass  "Ant Farm" is a slithering, nerve‑twitching pulse that settles in your bones and won’t be shaken off.

There's no time to catch your breath  as  "Scars in Our Eyes (City Kids) delivers A scarred ode to the concrete that raised them, sung with melody,

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Since I got this work of art, the two tracks that I repeatedly keep returning to are the first single "Street Noise"  and "Inside a Shrunken Head "The aforementioned takes the listener on a delirious, wild‑hearted blast of creativity, Spread Eagle embracing their most ferocious instincts.
The final punch comes with "Make Believer" No drift, no mercy  just a closing blow that feels like someone aimed straight for the ribs and enjoyed it..

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This is a band that’s walked the long road, bled for every mile, and turned each scar into a weapon.

Ray West doesn’t just sing  he howls like a man who’s stared down the city’s underbelly, shook its hand, and claimed a corner of it as his throne. Rob De Luca’s production leaves the grime exactly where it belongs  no polish, no disguises, just raw nerve and street‑forged swagger.

This album doesn’t request your attention. It seizes it. It drags you in by the collar, slams you against the nearest wall, and growls:

“We never left. We’re still loud. And we’re still dangerous.”

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Review: Seb Di Gatto          Score: 9.5 /10

Reviewed:31/03/2026

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Tracklist:

1. Flat Earth Vultures

2. Street Noise

3. Gunflower

4. Jail Rat

5. Forbidden Local Honey

6. Pushed To The Limit

7. Ant Farm

8. Scars In Our Eyes (City Kids)

9. Inside A Shrunken Head

10. Make believer 

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Spread Eagle :

Vocalist Ray West, Bassist Rob De Luca , Drummer Rik De Luca, and Guitarist Gianmaria "Jommy" Puledda