Released: 2013, Blood Harvest
Reviewer: Metal-Rules.com UK Team
The South American extreme scene seems to be churning out bands recently, their underground scene is slowly starting to gain international recognition. Rising out of this fertile scene are Praise the Flame, a three piece from Santiago, Chile. Following up from their two song Demo released last year, Profane Cult MMXII, they return with Profane Cult. The new album contains seven tracks, two rerecorded from the original demo and finishing on a cover of Unleashed’s Before the Creation of time.
This is a difficult album to get to grips with really, on one hand the intro to the album Perpetual Covenant and the closing song Outro are interesting groupings of noises harking back to the b-movie horror days. Psychadelic swirling abysmal masses that guide you both in and out of the album like they are guiding you into a parallel universe. After such a promising start, the album itself is a bit of a let down. Don’t get me wrong, it’s not bad; everything is in time, they have breakdowns, solos and staccato vocals in all the right places, but despite all the brutality, it doesn’t make me want to punch anyone in the face. The real problem lies in the fact this this is nothing new.
After a couple of listens I can safely say that this album is completely and utterly forgettable.
Despite this, points in the album do show some promise. Doomed by Darkness begins with an atmospheric descending riff moving into chaotic rolling black metal passages, while Before the Creation of time demonstrates a raw, nostalgic homage to old school death metal legends, mixing their own sharp modern sound with classic riffing pulling out and displaying the true brilliance of Unleashed.
For a first album, it is surprisingly professional in its delivery. Gudino’s mixing is sharp and precise, perfect for chaotic style this band has chosen to adopt. The cover art, drawn by Juanjo Castellano brings back images of the true age of witches and the evil covens that come to take our souls. Back to nature, back to the roots, and back to the devil himself. Back in the pre-internet days, where an album may be bough on the strength of the cover alone, I would not have thought twice about shelling out the £15 on this album, but the promise displayed so boldly on the cover just aren’t realized in the music.
The songs may be written to a formula but through it all, this is certainly not a bad album. There is just nothing to get excited about. It’s hard not to feel throughout though that this contract could have found it’s way into the hands of a longer running band, a band working to push music forward and explore new ideas. Unfortunately Profane Cult, you have failed to indoctrinate this listener.
Review by Caitlin Smith