Reaching ever-closer to 30 years as a band, Medusa is Paradise Lost’s 15th album. Far from a young man’s game at this point, yet Paradise Lost have delivered something special here. It encompasses much of their storied past while exuding variety, and really feels like a band that is doing exactly what they know how to do to their best of their ability. Though full of gloom and darkness, Medusa is a real pleasure.
An excerpt from David E. Gehlke’s 9/10 review, which posted on August 30th:
As Paradise Lost continues to pad albums (and years) to their decorated résumé, it’s more apparent now, than ever, the Brits have come full-circle. Returning to one’s past glory is not necessarily new nor enticing anymore; it’s what you do with it that matters. For us to fully detail PL’s evolution from U.K. doom harbingers, commercial Goth progenitors, electronic rock craftsmen, back to solid-foundation metal, and up through their current permutation would be quite the colossal task. But in listening to their 15th full-length Medusa, you get the impression the Brits aren’t just cranking out this kind of churning doom for kicks. It’s more of an impassioned display than retreat to old laurels.
On the doorstep of their 30th anniversary, Paradise Lost can be filed into the “Nothing Left to Prove” category, a designation earned not just through their seminal early days, but through the electronic experimentations and mid-career metal resurgence. Medusa encapsulates it all in one towering northern misery package. Here’s to another 30.
Read the entire review HERE.