Welcome to dying.
In this album review cluster, we plunge into the musty auras permeating from Disentomb, we make effort to settle the debate between the better of the two Batushka’s, Bartushka and Krzysztof’s solo record, and we capstone the episode with the harrowing psychedelic incantation invoked by Skáphe and Wormlust.
Zessa comes together like an enchanting mist delicately strewn about a world long forgotten.
A recounting of our journey out to Jackson Hole, Wyoming, and the festival that transpired near the Grand Teton mountain range.
Patterns in Mythology outlines grand dips and swells, the balance always shifting between light and dark; a maelstrom of dissonance and harmony.
Our latest album review variety episode where we dissect some frigid black metal, murky death-doom, progressive sludge, and Dark Souls-inspired black metal.
What sets Les Grandes Compagnies apart is its timbre. The sonic quality of the music, its overall texture, is so much more welcoming than the slicing distortion and overpowering drums (and sometimes terrible mixing) that are generally indicative of a traditional black metal album.
Advent Varic is the soundscape to catastrophe; gloom, an ever-present and sobering effect.
A ferocious concoction of mathcore and hardcore infused with shots of progressive inclinations and black metal animosity.
There is a candid sense of liveliness and joviality that pierces Tempel’s compositions. Much of the record leaves an impression of a hard/classic rock aesthetic, however, the way they dig their heels into metallic qualities, carried by vociferous rasps, makes the album feel retro and simultaneously progressive.