Release date: June 20th, 2025
The year is unknown. The world is broken.
Once, Los Angeles stood tall as an empire of neon and steel. Now, it’s nothing but a scar on the earth, reduced to ruin by corporate wars, industrial disasters, and finally, the all-consuming fire of nuclear annihilation. The last act was meant to erase it forever. It failed.
In the wreckage, survivors crawl from the ashes, fueling their rage with destruction and speed metal. Law is dead. Chaos reigns. At the heart of it all, Regiment has seized control. They are a warband of sonic soldiers who are ruthless, unrelenting, unstoppable. Led by the fearsome Heathen Hammer, Neil Napalm, Dylan Segatore, and Jake Wolf. They enforce their rule with sacred weapons of the underground: mind-melting vocals, face melting guitar riffs, bone-shattering bass lines, and drumming that crushes like artillery fire.
Beneath the ruins, in the tunnels where the last embers of civilization flickered, survivors unearthed a lost relic: a cache of raw, unrelenting sound. Nuclear Assault, Sodom, D.R.I., Discharge, LA Guns, Guns N’ Roses, Zodiac Mindwarp became their hope in form of music. Once a war cry of another era, now became the lifeblood of the new rebellion.
The music embodies unbridled speed that features the crush of metal, the defiance of punk, the sleaze and swagger of forgotten legends. This was meant to be fuel and a spark. A call to rise! From the wreckage, the strongest answered. Regiment was born.
The weak will perish. The strong will rage. To survive, you must join Regiment.
Strength. Speed Metal. Mayhem.
This is a new beginning, as Los Angeles is reanimated.
In Regiment We Trust!
Regiment – “Soldiers of Speed” Track List
- Acid Lord
- Vultures
- Voodoo Rock and Roll
- Drag Me to Hell
- Cyborg Holocaust
- Speed Tyrant
- New World Order
- Hellhounds
- Erotic Asphyxiation (Executioner’s Theme)
Officers of the Regiment
Heathen Hammer – Vocals
Neil Napalm – Guitars
Dylan Segatore – Bass
Jake Wolf – Drums
Label
Revolt Records
Review
Acid Lord opens the album and is a sonic cataclysm that rips through civilization’s charred bones. Heathen Hammer’s shriek erupts, a weapon forged in the abyss. Piercing the void like Halford at his most unhinged, a war cry reborn in fire. Bass and drums pulse like molten steel, racing against the inferno. Neil Napalm detonates guitar riffs and unleashes a solo that blazes like atomic fire. This isn’t music. It’s pure annihilation.
The wasteland shows no mercy and neither does Vultures. It erupts in full-throttle annihilation, a sonic storm ripping across the ruins. The vocals teeter on madness, howling like scavengers hungry for the next kill. Raw speed, stripped to bone and sinew, fueled by punk fury. No filler. No hesitation. Just carnage. Run, fight, or fall. The vultures take no prisoners.
Through the radioactive haze, a rhythm rises. It’s dark, pulsing, cursed with voodoo fire. Voodoo Rock and Roll isn’t just a song; it’s a hex, rolling forward like a phantom train that is unstoppable. Heathen Hammer, the witch doctor of ruin, chants his spell where his voice shifts from hypnotic croon to bone-shattering falsetto. The dark voodoo magic infects all in the wreckage, twisting minds, and bending wills. Resist the curse or fall under its spell… but the truth is that the choice was never truly yours.
Drag Me to Hell lurches forward, twisting and grooving like a possessed marionette dancing to an infernal tune. Thunderous rhythms summon something lurking beyond the veil. Then comes the voice… a shrieking thrall, razor-sharp, unholy enough to melt the Gates of Perdition. Another Napalm guitar solo cuts through the chaos, brief but defiant, and there is one last scream before the abyss consumes all. As the song fades, a demonic whisper slithers from the void, twisting in cryptic echoes. No one knows its meaning. No one dares repeat it. But once heard, it lingers like madness.
Cyborg Holocaust erupts like a shockwave, tearing through ranks of cyborg soldiers in a relentless speed metal assault. The vocals blast like plasma, shredding synthetic armor. Guitar riffs spray like sonic gunfire, bass rumbles like seismic devastation, and drums pound like artillery, raining destruction. Lasers flare, circuits fry, and cyborgs crumble beneath pure metal fury. The war on cyborgs rages and Regiment is winning!
Engines roar, tires scream and Speed Tyrant tears onto the track. This is a speed-metal death machine barreling toward oblivion. Faster. Meaner. Deadlier. Napalm delivers riffs that twist like a rogue driver cutting through traffic chaos. Then comes the Hammer, screaming his law: “I am the king / you are the pawn!” No brakes. No mercy. No survivors. Hold on or be thrown from the wreckage! This deadly ride doesn’t slow down, doesn’t care, and doesn’t stop. The pavement shreds, the road vanishes, and then the final impact.
New World Order channels rock and roll’s defiant swagger, forging a rebel anthem with ruthless precision. Regiment targets power itself and this isn’t just a song, it’s a battle cry. Guitars snarl, rhythms march like war drums, and vocals demand action. Resistance pulses through the streets; the people will rise. The band stands united against tyranny. But beware, the Illuminati are listening. Speak carefully and fight fiercely. Never back down. The time is now. The uprising has begun!
Hellhounds charges forward with merciless, unstoppable, pure metal fury. The vocals twist and soar with inhuman precision, pushing the band into a desperate chase. Then, the solo strikes. It soars like a rocket into the stratosphere, fueled by raw power, with a blast force straight from Hell. The chorus is eerie, taunting, relentless, and echoes across the wasteland. It’s a lot like Luther’s infamous call: “Come out and plaaaaay!” in the movie The Warriors. There is no escape. There will be no mercy. Just the hounds at your heels.
(Disclaimer: this next song has potentially triggering subject matter. If you have delicate sensibilities, then skip it. Please use common sense when you hear these types of lyrics. This is a song, not a suggestion. Risky behavior is your own responsibility, please act accordingly.)
Erotic Asphyxiation (Executioners Theme) slithers out of the abyss and is stitched together from primal urges and unchecked chaos. It pulses with the sleaze of Zodiac Mindwarp, fused with the snarling defiance of Guns N’ Roses at their raunchiest. The song is an aberration that flirts with obsession and delirium, and spirals into pure madness. It’s a glitch in reality, like a fractured transmission from a world where reason collapsed. You don’t just listen; you stare into the abyss. DO NOT FALL IN.
Conclusion
“Soldiers of Speed” by Regiment is a blistering debut that cements them as a force to be reckoned with. At its core, Heathen Hammer delivers a vocal performance beyond human limits, pushing the boundaries of speed metal with an astonishing range. His voice rockets from the ocean’s depths to the upper stratosphere, commanding every moment with raw, unrelenting power.
Musically, the album is razor-sharp and ferocious. Neil Napalm is locked in at all times with lightning speed. His hands need to be registered as deadly weapons of the wastelands! Dylan Segatore and Jake Wolf fearlessly hold the thundering back line against the barrage of vocals and riffage. The music seamlessly blends punk aggression, metal mastery, and a touch of sleazy groove, creating a sound that feels both instinctual and meticulously crafted. Regiment knows exactly what they set out to do—and they deliver in full force.
If uncompromising speed metal fuels your fire, this record is for you. Nine relentless tracks of rebellion, forged with precision and fury. And if luck holds, they will soon storm the West Coast, bringing their sonic warfare to the stage.
This is the call to arms: Strength. Speed Metal. Mayhem. Speak the words and you’re in.
In Regiment We Trust!
TheNwothm Score: 9/10
Links
Bandcamp:https://regiment-official.bandcamp.com/
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