Pick what you will if you may. Insanity, turmoil, serenity, abnormality, you name it guys, it is all there. Only a deranged mind could have mustered the ability to compose such a monstrosity. However, maybe it is just cleverness, expertise and a strong sense of creativity, along with the former perhaps. Two years passing "Mental Vortex" and CORONER threw another rock, conducting another experiment, checking if it can grow wings and fly. Apparently, the originally released in 1993, "Grin" album did happen to fly, but it turned to be an anathema, divided between admiration and pure hatred. Reignited Noise Records reissued this mysterious release, resurfacing one of the interesting releases of that time.

The path appeared to have been set and it was only a matter of time before the mutated beast would break out of its hole, unchaining into the bright light of the outdoors. And so it did. Whether deemed as gone sideways, or actually forward, with their music, CORONER further depth their hold in the rattling arms of the 90s. Establishing a new vision, a new variety of chug Metallic that made Thrash Metal move behind, digging deeper into progression while in the process, crafting lines of Industrial and Alternative Metal, being raw was out of the question. It would also appear that simplicity, almost on the verge of monotonicity, also played part in the manifestation of "Grin", particularly if you noticed the groove driven guitar riffery, that clearly sound rudimentary. Nevertheless, judging also due to the past experience, this sort of generic pattern, may determine that there is something beyond, in a manner of speaking, spiritual to the point of being enigmatic.

I would start off the digging into the piece, for you to better comprehend my unbalanced analysis. Coming out first with "Paralyzed, Mesmerized", since I have a weakness both for meaty riffs and melodies, I couldn't avoid this one. It hashed as a catchy riffer, harmonious than its previous contenders. It feels evil, swarming in morbidity, shaping up a fine edge with the displayed main riff, so simple but so mortifying. There is also a nice itching to Rock nostalgia with a spiritual lead guitar work, crafting an aura of haze crossing psychedelia similar to the major leaguers but with a Metal edge. "The Lethargic Age" goes in through a different door. CORONER forging their path similar to what would become of KREATOR passing 1995 into the realms of "Outcast". Industrializing the effort, tending a measure of creepy vibes. Quite unique in a way, far from what I expected and for the better. "Serpent Moves" digesting the slow tempo, maintaining the spirit of the vast majority of songs, but with a swagger, depicting a haunting atmosphere that is easily to inhale. Might tough on some people, but this is Alternative Metal in a sense, even so there is a stellar piece of soloing that the Alternative nation could only dream of, hails to Tommy T. Baron. "Internal Conflicts" is going a bit early 90s SEPULTURA, mashing "Arise" and "Chaos A.D.", style of groovy riffing. The straightforwardness at times brightens up into something intelligent, in contrast to the Brazilian effort. There is a sort of a monotonic sense to it, yet the atmosphere it creates provides divergent ideas and intents, which are beyond the treading in the mud.

Within the confines of this reissue, you won't find liner notes, similar to the previous album, nor would you find pieces of material that were part of the band at the time. Since "Grin" eventually was the band's last album before untying the knot, at least for the next 20 years, there wasn't much to follow. Nonetheless, the lyrics and a few photoshoots are there, and lest I forget that eventually we are all bound to the quality of sound, which in this case is also to a cause for celebration.

As mentioned, "Grin" was the last chapter for CORONER. It is said that since their re-emergence, there is plan for a new album to be introduced. A rather hard riddle to solve towards which path is the band going. I guess we would have to indulge ourselves more in the repertoire of the past rather than future telling. The future will come knocking anyway.