Mortui Vivos Docent is not an album which set the passions into certain fervour but there is something about its crawling insidious touch and lingering fetid presence which leaves a need to share its venom on a constant basis. The new intrusion from The Pete Flesh Deathtrip, the album teases, taunts, and violates the senses but equally beneath its abhorrent breath there is a contagion of imagination and passion which is hard to deny. It needs time to make its persuasion, numerous plays we suggest, but the reward and enjoyment is there to devour even if the release probably will not make an impression on the year’s top choices.
Mortui Vivos Docent is the fourth release from the solo project of Pete Flesh (ex- Deceiver, Thrown, Maze of Torment), the previous three coming under the name Flesh. Using session musicians, notably here Micke Broberg for some of the vocals and Andreas Jonsson (Tyrant, The Black, Vinertand) for drums, the new album stalks cavernous halls of death metal with additional provocation of black and at times thrash metal. It is a heavy bruising and at times disorientating assault but one which is unafraid to challenge and venture into discord clashing ventures. Released via Pulverised Records and recorded, mixed, and mastered by Peter Bjärgö (Tyrant, Crypt Of Kerberos), who also provided all keyboard and piano on the release, at Studio Beast in Sweden, Mortui Vivos Docent is an album which takes you on the darkest fearful journey. One you will take to or not but one which has to be ventured.
Opener Fallen Bliss goes straight for the throat of the senses; prowling riffs and tightly reined grooves crowd and chase the ear whilst the vocals of Flesh snarl and chew on his prey with strong and expressive spite. It is an immediate hook which only grips tighter the further into the track you are sucked, rhythms rampaging with the guile and might of a battalion of Roman guards and the guitar scoring air and recipient with fine sonic branding and insatiable enterprise. Whether there is anything new going on is debatable but undoubtedly the craft and aural bait offered is impossible to resist.
The following fire of The Eternal Dawn is a varied and adventurous escapade through rhythmic enticement and melodic shadows, its gait reserved yet forceful and presence heavy but seductive. The vocals break some of the almost sirenesque attraction once their serpentine clutches dig into thoughts but the song continues to burn as sonic ash drifts over the brewing intensity and roaming intrigue. The groove is a great niggling addiction which only goes to lure the emotions deeper into the now fully fledged tempest of sound and provocation as the song continues the strong start, impressively passing the leash to the thrash charged furnace of aural rabidity, Crave the Fire. Bringing more variety to the album, the track has a predatory intent which demands and receives every ounce of attention, and though it does not quite ignite the rich responses as its predecessor it is a bestial swarm of animosity that leaves lasting satisfaction.
The excellent haunting nursery room ambience opening up The Suicide End immediately marks the track as a must submerge within encounter. Doing so will leave you open to inner demons incited by the chilling textures and pit spawned malevolence lurking within every note and imaginative turn of the song, but it is worth the intrusion of the psyche. Like the album it is a track which needs plenty of attention to truly discover and immerse within but another which drapes pervading fear over thoughts and emotions for a thrilling experience.
The intensively vexatious Burning Darkness and the blackened Ravens Reborn continue to hold attention firmly whilst the ravenous God of the Crawling Whore takes its pound of flesh from the senses with a brutality and sonic web that is inescapable. The trio do fall below the previous high standards, not by much certainly with the last of the trio, but arguably the element of surprise and originality within the album is lost at this point, though all only leave a wealth of satisfaction that is impossible to dismiss. Bleed which features additional vocals from Cecilia Bjärgö (Arcana) does stand out as a pinnacle on the release, its gothic temptation and absorbing presence evocative and thrilling.
Closing with the more than decent thrash sculpted Recycle My Death, the dark themed lyrically and aurally Mortui Vivos Docent makes for a compelling provocateur. It is irrepressible in its hunger and captivating in its imagination, making for a striking confrontation. Maybe not the release to thrust The Pete Flesh Deathtrip firmly on the death/extreme metal map it is one which will raise awareness for sure.
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