Space Parasites — Make Me Evil Review

The Voice of the Ritual

The ultimate defining weapon within the Make Me Evil arsenal is the exceptional vocal delivery fronted by Nadine “Danger Dine” Beise. She does not execute lyrics; she delivers them as an unholy triad: snarling, incantatory, and completely merciless. 

This performance transcends standard song structures, behaving instead like an ancient curse engineered to tear away protective veils, unleash inner demons, and dictate the pace of the ritual.

• Sits intentionally high and proud above the heavy mix, acting like a commanding ritual officiant.
• Sharp, venomous, and fiercely theatrical, this performance bypasses traditional, monotone thrash shouting in favour of a deeply occult-charged, theatrical aggression.

This unhinged vocal dominance reaches a fascinating, high-energy peak on the sixth hymn, How Often. Throughout this particular piece, the overarching atmosphere and vocal grit capture a distinct, undeniable Wendy O’ Williams feeling.

Nadine channels that legendary Plasmatics raw, rasp-coated, and explosive punk-metal friction, injecting a wild, unpredictable danger into the hymn. This classic rock-and-punk attitude is not isolated to a single moment; hints of that iconic O’ Williams vocal grit puncture the remaining ten hymns, giving Space Parasites an authentic, untamed edge that sets them completely apart from their contemporaries.

Blades, Iron, and Thunder

The physical warfare across Make Me Evil is fuelled by a tremendous dual guitar assault unleashed by Iron Daschke and Matti Massaker. Their interlocking devilmanship is simultaneously incredibly precise and ferociously wild. The songwriting is built upon a foundation of raw, aggressive, yet undeniably catchy 1980s traditional heavy metal riffcraft, seamlessly blended with soaring, atmospheric solos and relentless thrash metal gallops.

Rather than settling into a comfortable bounce, Daschke and Massaker inject dark, mystical melodic accents into the arrangements. These are riffs configured intentionally to feel like sharp blades slicing through the mix rather than standard, groovy rhythms, ensuring the album maintains its dangerous, cutting edge.

Providing the necessary muscle beneath this guitar storm is Terror’s bass work. The bass performance actively amplifies the album’s relentless forward momentum.

Operating as the absolute engine of the album’s violence is the precision drumperformance provided by guest member Zaske. His drumming drives the music forward with brutal accents, leaving the listener zero room to breathe.

The drum blueprint is built around an incredibly tight, punchy snare, rock-solid beat work, and sharp, piercing cymbal accents. Crucially, the kick drums are engineered with a sharp, distinct click. This specific tonal calibration allows the fast double-bass patterns to cut cleanly right through the dense wall of roaring guitars, keeping the sonic artillery focused and lethal.

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The overarching production on Make Me Evil is engineered to be lean, dry, and ruthlessly direct — delivering a modern thrash assault that leaves absolutely zero wasted space across the eleven hymns. 

The sonic profile completely shuns artificial studio padding or reverb-soaked illusions. Instead, the dual guitars of Iron Daschke and Matti Massaker are honed into a lethal twin-blade attack that slices cleanly across the stereo field. Beneath this metallic storm, Terror‘s grinding bass maintains a constant, unyielding low-end pressure, while Zaske‘s drums hit with a tight, airless precision that acts as the unbreakable backbone of the record.

Sitting dead-centre within this sonic crossfire, Nadine’s savage vocals are captured up-close, raw, and completely unsoftened by studio tricks. Her voice cuts straight through the dense instrumentation like a sharp, snarling ritual command, ensuring her venomous presence is felt immediately.

Literally, nothing within this production blueprint is decorative or accidental; every single engineering choice, level adjustment, and tonal frequency serves a unified purpose: raw impact, targeted aggression, and an unstoppable, neck-snapping forward motion.

The Final Threshold

The entire relentless speed metal crusade draws to its ultimate, dark threshold with the closing hymn, She. Serving as a final, ominous punctuation mark.

Overall, Make Me Evil stands tall within the modern underground landscape as a thoroughly bedevilled fruit of art. Space Parasites has successfully delivered an album that honours the fiery, neck-snapping traditions of old-school thrash, while simultaneously infecting it with a dark, occult, and deeply theatrical atmosphere.

It is a record that refuses to play it safe, choosing instead to carve out its own wicked path with sharp, blade-like riffs and an unhinged, venomous vocal performance. 

It invites the listener into a high-velocity, ritualistic storm where the spirits of old-school heavy metal and cosmic horror collide with absolute, devastating force.