Exist Immortal – Darkness Of An Age

Exist Immortal

Build a majestic beast of a proposition from the predatory instincts of Meshuggah and Scar Symmetry, the rapacious technical instincts of Periphery, and the melodic poetry of Circles and you will most likely come up with UK metallers Exist Immortal, though this is not to say that the London quartet does not have its own distinct voice as superbly evidenced by new album Darkness Of An Age. The imposing release is a monster of an encounter, a gloriously adventurous and imaginative journey unafraid to align the darkest vicious shadows with the most radiant mesmeric beauty. Cast over ten explorations, the release alone makes the most compelling reasoning as to why the London quintet is so highly thought of.

Formed in 2011, Exist Immortal have taken little time in establishing a rigorous reputation for their mature and inventive sound as well as their ferocious live performances which has seen the band play UK Tech Metal fest alongside the likes of Textures and Sylosis, as well as making inroads across the UK, Europe, and Asia. The band first stole our eye and attention with their mini-album Dream Sequence at the tail of last year, a tantalising and incendiary fuse for the passions which left thoughts reeling and emotions full. Darkness Of An Age takes the imagination on a heavier and darker exploration than its predecessor, one so intense that first impressions asked questions in its success against the sensational previous release. With every listen revealing new depths, triumphs, and temptations within the brutally seductive offering though, Darkness Of An Age has proven to be another dramatically masterful treat from one of Britain’s most seriously inventive metal bands.

The album emerges through an evocative breeze of keys as opener Insanity Project makes its initial play for ears and imagination; the ei-artwork-hd-2engaging entrance swiftly joined by an equally inviting guitar coaxing. It is crystalline bait which continues to tempt as rhythms punch their rigorous weight within an expanding squall of intensive riffs and a portentous bass sound. Vocally raw growls align to excellent clean tones, the voice of Meyrick de la Fuente ably assisted by that of guitarist Tom Montgomery, just as uniquely impressive and expressive as on the last release. The track continues to twist and spread its inventive toxins around senses and thoughts, immediately feeling angrier and more venomous than those found upon Dream Sequence. The new release sees the band exploring new territory emotionally and lyrically in an impacting move which takes thoughts aback at first but only adds weight and intrigue to the immense start of the album.

The following Legions lays jagged riffery and sonic scythes across the air next, its entrance an acidically fuelled wall of barbarous intent. It soon evolves into a fiery prowl though, clean vocals taking over from the vicious roars as the guitars of Montgomery and Kurt Valencia sculpt a captivating design of uncompromising predation and sinew framed seduction. Flailing with strict muscles and caressing with sultry keys, the track brews a contagion which is as fearsome as it is virulently addictive for the first major pinnacle of the towering adventure. The finale burns like a raging fire before elegantly relenting and making way for the similarly crafted In Parallax. Though ultimately different in character the song is similar to its predecessor at its beginning before worming its way under the skin to develop its own identity with niggling and delicious sonic toxicity beneath potent clean vocals. Skirted by the animalistic voice of David Billote’s bass and the rapier thrusts of Fergus Gardiner’s rhythms, the track emerges as an irrepressible enticement.

There is a heavier involvement of the dark caustic vocal delivery on the album than upon Dream Sequence, a more fifty-fifty split with the mellow soars which works well but whether it brings the same success as the higher clean vocal percentage of the previous release, such the excellence of de la Fuente in that style, is still under debate. Darkness Of An Age has a more malevolent darkness across the board though so it is an understandable move which really shows its potential in the excellent Edge Of Infinity, the track a captivating swirl of progressive investigation within a tortuous metalcore causticity coated by a ravenous voracity speared by djent bred stabs.

Both the enthralling Imperator and the immensely riveting Desolace seize the imagination next, the first sparking greed in an already eager appetite through synths which bring perfectly orchestrated emotion and colour to the tempest before them. Its successor casts a warmer more temperate climate to its storm allowing de la Fuente to sing from the first breath as keys and melodies reinvent the scenery with beauty and startling ideation. It is a mouthwatering invention which courts perfectly the ever poised rabidity of guitars and rhythms which take their share of the plaudits on the album’s highest pinnacle so far. Vocally too, the mix of seduction and violence is spot on, bringing the heart and rich landscape of the song to bear on the listener.

Like a trigger the song seems to ignite the release to stronger adventure, The Participant next unveiling a maelstrom of sonic and vocal ingenuity which thrusts numerous styles into one tempestuously inventive tsunami. The track whips up the passions to an even greater pleasure with its explosive and intelligent ravishment, the song standing side by side with hands on the best track title with the previous glory, though both are soon under pressure for the honour from the excitingly abrasive Embrace The Cycle and the corrosively appealing Liberator which features Sam Rudderforth from The Colour Line. Neither manages to quite live up to the demands but still leave bloated satisfaction in their creative wake whilst the closing brilliance of The Omen Machine ensures the album leaves a final peak foraging senses and emotions with its suitably toxic and endlessly invigorating inventive ferocity.

Though Dream Sequence still just has the edge on the two albums, Darkness Of An Age is a dramatically refreshing and thunderously inventive incitement from a band easy to assume that will have a major say on the future of certainly progressive and technical metal in Europe. Exist Immortal has all the potential to be a major player; the evidence is all there in the album.

The self-released Darkness Of An Age is available now @ http://existimmortal.bandcamp.com/album/darkness-of-an-age

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8.5/10

RingMaster 13/05/2014

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KynchinLay – Drink Me EP

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Five uniquely different songs but related through the imagination of one exciting band, the Drink Me EP is one of those unexpected and eagerly accepted treats which come around once in a while to surprise and invigorate the emotions. Crafted by UK rockers KynchinLay, the release is a fun and stimulating encounter from a band you sense will be making many more impressive ventures for our ears to greedily devour in the future.

Led by vocalist/guitarist/songwriter K G Wilson with drummer Damien Welsh and bassist Mal Williams alongside him as seemingly the core of the band, KynchinLay have brewed up a fine and feisty reputation across their home of Liverpool. They have an essence to their sound which reeks of the prime musical time of their city from the late seventies and across the eighties, their vague similarities to Echo and the Bunnymen in certain places a hint to their birth town but more loudly is the very appetising feel of Pete Wylie to their creativity. It makes for an immediately flavoursome presence which fires up the juices which the band then twist and treat with their own distinctive and highly tempting designs.

The release gets off to a tremendous start with Leave Me Alone; a single guitar teasing the ears with its gentle strum before combining with an eager vocal sigh and another coaxing of strings for a highly magnetic entrance. There is a riveting surface discord to the emerging sound which glances off the brewing melodies, a tempting added to by punchy beats, a wonderfully dark bass stroll, and the excellent vocals of Wilson. Instantly that air of familiarity welcomes ears and imagination into the unveiling heart of the song, backing vocals from Ian McIntyre lighting up the background at times as the track evolves into a ridiculously addictive proposition. Everything about the bait of the song is irresistible, from the fluid sonic enterprise and the guitar bred colour permeating every turn of the song to the deliciously heavy throated basslines and rampant yet controlled vocals. It is a scintillating start to the release which sparks a certain hunger for more.

The following Live Free Or Die brings an acoustic led protest with emotive keys and expressive harmonies wrapping their own potent narratives around the lyrical core of the song. Though it lacks the spark and impact of its predecessor, the song easily grabs its own slice of attention with its skilled composition, accomplished presentation, and resourceful passion before making way for the superb Public Execution. From a distant siren like squall overlaid by defiant voices of the people, the track evolves through a hazy ever increasing wind of sonic dissidence which comes into full focus with a web of guitar sculpting, the band aided by the skills of Dave Scott for the song, and the ever moody voice of the bass, all painting an imposing image of shadowed and dissatisfied times. Vocally Wilson drives the lyrical intent home strikingly; his distinctive tones a gripping ‘narrator’ whilst around him a throbbing nagging of The Cure in their early years and that previously mentioned McCulloch and Wylie essence invigorates ears and imagination. The track is glorious, an aural Orwellian painting with the chilled breath of Joy Division to its charm which incites and inspires as well as inflames mind and emotions. Like the first track, each individual element of the song combines for a formidable and impacting triumph, guitars especially inflammatory on the passions alongside the similarly potent vocals.

Dogfathers swiftly cements those thoughts as its jagged stomp of reggae seeded riffs dance with the imagination as mischievous harmonies play within the flight of the song. There is also a greater revelry to the vocals of Wilson whilst musically the song waltzes with the passions like a fusion of The Members and Tankus The Henge, the keys of Wilson and the guitar endeavour of again Scott bringing rich evocative hues to the devilish smile of the song, a grin fuelled by the excellent fiddle niggling provided by Ste Rothwell. With the only the less potent strength of the chorus against the tremendous ingenuity of the verse and courting twists of the song a vague dip, it is a captivation to raise the stock of the band once more.

The closing My Heart with its opening and slightly choppy range of riffs and the always welcome velvety call of the bass continues the richly pleasing might of Drink Me. More restrained than previous songs in its adventure but easily as contagious and addictive in its presence and structure, it is hypnotic stroll which simply draws the listener into its provocative script. Less dramatic than maybe other songs of the EP but right to the fore as a persuasion it brings a fine release to an outstanding end.

Drink Me took a few passages to unveil all of its bait and lures but once absorbed provides all the evidence to suggest that KynchinLay is something all melodic/alternative rock fans need to check out though they may have no choice in noticing them anyway if future releases build on this tantalising start.

The Drink Me EP is available now!

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8.5/10

RingMaster 13/05/2014

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Of Spire & Throne – Toll of the Wound

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When grooves alone have a corrosive weight and predacious hunger which leaves the senses exhausted and under-siege, you know you are in the intensive hands of something and someone very notable. Scottish doomsters Of Spire & Throne ravage and suffocate ears through to emotions with their new EP Toll of the Wound to be that something major. Their release is a three track caustic swamp of sludge and doom metal which venomously envelopes and smothers every pore and thought from start to finish. It is a slow brooding maelstrom of thick merciless textures aligned to a lumbering brutality within a viciously insidious atmosphere; it is not so much a funereal like procession of intent more an emotionally destructive apocalyptic celebration.

Hailing from Edinburgh, the trio of guitarist/vocalist Ali Lauder, bassist Matt Davies, and drummer Graham Stewart follow-up the well-received Vagary EP of 2012 with arguably their most pungently intense, asphyxiating proposition yet. From their first live showing in 2009, the band has made their mark and increasingly impressed through their releases, starting with a self-titled two track demo in 2010. The following year saw the release of their first EP The Trial of Failure before the acclaimed Vagary eight or so months later. That bred strong anticipation for its successor, a pressure Toll of the Wound more than lives up to.

Released in conjunction with New York label Broken Limbs Recordings and mastered by James Plotkin, the new EP opens up its presence Album Coverwith Legacy and its opening restraint of guitar. Riffs and lingering notes slowly unfurl their instantly persuasive narrative to engage with and entice the senses first before a portentous march of rhythms from Stewart begins to cast an intimidation on the ever darkening premise of the encounter. It is a welcoming start in many ways, a coaxing which almost flirts with the ear as heavier clouds and emotions begin to gather in force, their subsequent expulsion fuelled by carnivorous riffs and an ugly grizzled but thoroughly compelling vocal delivery from Lauder. The persistence of the song intensifies in relation to its weight, pressuring and seducing whilst the predatory nature and intent of the band uncages darker ravenous textures in a still slow and deliberate gait. Like mesmeric smog, the song permeates every thought and emotion; it’s rising monolithic body and attitude spawning a riveting ten minute slab of toxicity which worms right under the skin and deep into the psyche.

The following Tower Of Glass also takes it time to submerge the senses, its prowling intent coming through a lone rhythmic beckon within a distant but scarring ambience. The numbing resonance and surface of the first track is accentuated on the second, even with it’s certainly initially, less forceful touch. As raw as a primal tempest in its punishing crawl, the instrumental has none of the infestation qualities of its predecessor but all of the spite and ruinous appetite and more in its scarring mordant presence. Staying with senses and thoughts long after its departure, the cavernous body and exploratory desires of the excellent track makes for a unique and refreshing, if murderous exploit.

The release closes with almost thirteen minutes of sonic carnality in the poisonously addictive form of Cascading Shard. Once more a slow rhythmic entrance delays the inevitable consumption of controlled turbulent rapaciousness and pernicious desires. Its concentrated sluggish creeping through the ears is escorted by equally languid and malevolently honed vocal growls, guttural in every aspect and just as appealing as the annihilatory sounds dragging their addictive carcasses around them. As the release as a whole, the song allows no light to break its wall of depressive grandeur and no movement of emotions away from the acrimonious smothering.

It impressively concludes a quite hypnotic and rewarding tsunami of stringent enterprise and invasive invention. Certainly Toll of the Wound is not an easy listen or a safe encounter for disturbed minds but it is a deeply rewarding and adventurous invasion which shows Of Spire & Throne to be one of the most inventive and appetising prospects within extreme doom metal around at the moment.

Toll of the Wound is available at http://ofspireandthrone.bandcamp.com/ digitally and via Broken Limbs Recordings on limited edition vinyl (100 red, 200 black), CD (500), and cassette (100).

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8.5/10

RingMaster 13/05/2014

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