Released: 2014, Moribund Records
Reviewer: Metal-Rules.com UK Team
One of the best things about being a writer for a music magazine such as this is that you’re never left without new musical discoveries to be made. I do love me a bit of black metal, but it’s usually stemming from my own neck of the Northern woods (Sweden), so it was with much glee I unwrapped my latest shipment from the boss, finding myself with an album out of the US of A.
It’s a well-established fact that the USBM scene is a fairly small group compared to the vast one of central Europe, not to mention that of Scandinavia, so I wasn’t all that surprised to find that the onslaught that was packed onto the CD I received was fairly standardized, albeit far from boring.
The aesthetics is nothing you haven’t seen more than once before: Grim, sooted and painted faces hidden under cloaks or matted hair, evil-looking pendants and war-torn clothing barely held together over ever-so-slender bodies. The colour scheme is the now almost obligatory graphite-gray-on-black with an imposing-looking symbol or the other next to the band logo. Not bad, but just… Well, it’s been done before, let’s just leave it at that, and move on to the music itself.
The fact that they’ve included a Deathspell Omega cover should give you a decent hint as to what they sound like, and hadn’t I known they were US based, I would surely have thought they’re French to the blackened bones. I’m not much for pussyfooting about, so I’ll just come out and say it: It’s not really my cuppa BM, but it’s well suited for those more into the experimental style. Fave track is easily “Revelation IV: Enim Satanas Meum Sangiunem”, which I believe is Latin for “Blood of My Satan”. Sadly, the rest of the album isn’t affecting me in the way that the opulent grandeur of more established acts such as the aforementioned DO, nor is it as gripping and spine-tinglingly emotional as that of, say, Darkspace or Coldworld.
I know, I know, they’re not trying to be anything but themselves, but it’s just that when the market is so saturated by grade A bands, it’s hard to make a lasting impression, and I have to be honest – had this band come up on Spotify radio, I’d more than likely just skipped the track and thought nothing of it. In short: They’re not bad, just not all that remarkable in this day and age. That said, if you’re into French-sounding BM, give ‘em a go. You just might find something I just don’t hear.
Review by Mattias Nilsson