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                                                                                                   Struck A Nerve

                                                              Title: Struck A Nerve

                                                                                                 Label: Listenable Records

Some albums arrive. Some albums roar. But Struck A Nerve doesn’t arrive or roar; it erupts, like something ancient and furious, finally breaking free from the depths of humanity that tried to bury it in.
 

This debut feels less like a record and more like a summoning ritual, a nine‑track invocation of violence, history, and the monstrous truths we pretend we’ve evolved beyond.

STRUCK A NERVE don’t play thrash, they weaponise it. They don’t nod to their influences; they drag them into the pit and resurrect them as something meaner, leaner, and hungrier.
From the opening of "Nocturnal Terror", the band tears open the sky.


The guitars don’t just riff, they gnash, serrated and feral, like the teeth of some forgotten war god grinding through flesh and bone as Nathan Sadd  . And  Lexell  Garrido takes no prisoners while Chris Williams drums march with the inevitability of an empire collapsing. The vocals from Aarran Tucker are the voice of the executioner, who has long since stopped asking for names.
 

"Parade of Violence" stomps forward like a titan made of rusted armour and bad memories, each riff a boot print left on the throat of complacency. Personal favourite is "Inside the Torture Fortress", which feels like wandering a labyrinth built by hands that never knew mercy, every turn darker, every shadow whispering your name. And "The Knife Scrapes the Bone" It’s a warning. A reminder that the blade always remembers the flesh.
By the time "Leviathan Wings" unfurls, the album has fully transformed into myth a monster rising from the depths of hell, dragging centuries of human brutality tangled in its scales. It’s the perfect closer: vast, merciless, and ancient, like the final chapter of a saga written in blood.
What makes this debut so potent is the band’s understanding that violence isn’t just spectacle it’s violent and unstoppable! It’s inheritance.

It’s the shadow that follows every civilisation, every movement, every leader who promises salvation with one hand and clenches a fist with the other.


The production leans into the death‑metal rot without sacrificing the thrash heartbeat, giving the whole record the aura of something unearthed rather than recorded. A relic. A curse. A testament.
 

This isn’t just a debut.
It’s  a beast awakened, a nerve struck so hard it echoes through the marrow.
STRUCK A NERVE haven’t entered the UK thrash scene they’ve claimed it, planting their banner in the skulls of anyone foolish enough to doubt them. If this is the first chapter, the saga ahead is going to be soaked with a vipers venom as these guys look to reignite the scene worldwide!

​  Review :Seb Di Gatto      Score:9.5/10

  Reviewed: 22/12/2025

 Track-listing:
  1. Nocturnal Terror  

  2. Struck A Nerve

  3. Parade Of Violence

  4. Inside The Torture Fortress

  5. Raining Death

  6. Moon Sniper

  7. Last Eyes See All

  8. The Knife Scrapes The Bone

  9. Leviathan Wings

 

Band Lineup:

Aarran Tucker – Vocals, Bass

Nathan Sadd – Guitars

Lexell Altair Garrido – Guitars

Chris Williams – Drums

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