The Deathtrip – Deep Drone Master

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Deep Drone Master is a fascination proposition whose tracks either has ears and emotions in rapture or certainly seriously contemplating what they have undergone and wanting more. That is how it ignited our personal reactions; at times the debut album from The Deathtrip sparking lustful ardour and in other moments simply has thoughts and emotions deliberating eagerly, with occasionally undecided results, the undeniably impressive provocations. Ultimately though the Svart Records released ravaging is an inescapable lure emerging as one of the more compelling black metal encounters heard recent times and very easy to recommend to all genre fans.

The Deathtrip goes right back to 2003, its seeds sown with British guitarist Host and his early compositions. Raw in atmosphere and sound with a badgering heart of hypnotic and repetitious structures, perfectly evidenced upon the album, Host’s sounds came to the attention of Aldrahn (Dødheimsgard /Thorns) who offered any assistance to the project, subsequently becoming the vocalist and chief lyricist. An early demo led to Snorre Ruch of Thorns showing interest in helping on a full-length album which he eventually produced. Recorded, re-recorded, and mixed over several years, with bassist Jon Wesseltoft and drummer Storm completing the line-up for the recording, Deep Drone Master finally had its worldwide unleashing via Svart a few weeks back and it is easy to feel it will be leaving lingering scars for black metal to exalt over.

The album’s Intro is a sinister cinematic incitement, danger leering from the shadows as life goes on seemingly unaware. Its portentous suggestiveness is soon lost in the tsunami of caustic riffs and battering rhythms which descend on the senses through Flag of Betrayal, their ferocity bound in spicy sonic acidity. It is fiercely alluring entrance, building further threat and fury as the distinctive tones of Aldrahn roar and brawl with ears. First listen suggested a clash between his bear like delivery and the scorched sonic and dour melodic flow of the sounds but it was a conflict soon winning thoughts and igniting tracks to greater effect. The unrelenting tempest of the track is a gripping onslaught but it is the acidic drone which most ignites the passions, a serpentine seduction which makes certain tracks elevate far above others, as shown by the next up Dynamic Underworld. As potent and impressive as its predecessor was, it instantly has ears and imagination lost in rapturous bliss as the guitar of Host winds a searing tendril of melodic causticity around the senses. Its nags ears with a glazed expression; mesmerising as it expels a monotonous seduction to irresistible effect. Around it this though the song has plenty to flirt with too, slow footed beats thumping with predatory intent as Aldrahn expels the narrative with mischief and drama whilst bass and further guitar enterprise roam with merciless persuasion. The song is exceptional; the best on the album and for personal tastes the moment the album truly taps into the psyche.

Both Sewer Heart and Cocoons seize attention with voracious onslaughts, the first almost scavenging emotions with its furnace of erosive sonic designs again bound in coarse textures and gutturally rasping vocals. Its successor is similar in many ways, its core a barbarous incessant torrent of malicious intent and creative fury but arguably even darker and hungrier than the previous aural ravishment. Both tracks have a swing to their bleak landscapes and enthralling repetition driven grooves which, without matching the pure toxic manna of Dynamic Underworld, keep imagination and emotions intrigued and hungry. Something Making Me has no problem with either, its rhythmic rampancy and sonic teasing perfectly aligned to a tangy groove which simply worms under the skin. The track is another which simply festers in dark majesty and relentless persuasion, almost insidious in its addictiveness and infectious fluidity which sees even the vocals of Aldrahn develop a bruising swagger to match the insatiable magnetism of Host’s invention.

Cosmic Verdict taps another vein of lustful submission, the unfaltering drone of its sonic grooving a venomous temptress in a maelstrom of spite, so much so that even when it relents and lets the heavier savage terrain of the song have its moment, it is still a lingering seducing that ears are impatient to have back scorching their flesh. Its tempestuous alchemy is followed by the rapacious climate of Something Growing in the Trees, the sublimely evil and deliciously toxic song a crawling beast fingering ears and psyche with salacious predation as a flavoursome southern twang veins its corrosive haunting.

From the corrosive turbulence and fury of A Foot In Each Hell, a track impressing without leaving a deep mark though it has moments which spark extra satisfaction to be fair, the album closes with Syndebukken. The final track is an evolving adventure of sonic niggling and atmospheric exploration, its body cavernous and soul Cimmerian, but as everywhere with plenty of enthralling discordant sculpted expressive under an emotionally brooding ambience.

That pretty much sums up Deep Drone Master, a nightmarish emprise which can devour the light of the soul or inflame primal cravings, very often at the same time. Despite certain aspects of the album spellbinding the passions far more than others, The Deathtrip and first album makes for one seriously exciting black metal corruption which can only be heartily recommended.

Deep Drone Master is available now via Svart Records @ http://svartrecords.com/shoppe/home/2739-the-deathtrip-deep-drone-master-cd.html

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Idol of Fear – All Sights Affixed, Ablaze

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Idol of Fear’s sound is like the black shadow or light limited passage way which manages to be simultaneously inviting and threatening whilst offering the possibility of safety or the darkest outcome. Hailing from the Barrie/Toronto area of Canada, the band creates an imposing and immersive soundscape of extreme metal which comes with a blackened heart and experimentally fuelled provocation. It is a fiercely challenging and rewarding confrontation as evidenced by the band’s debut album All Sights Affixed, Ablaze, eight individual torments which align for one grievous and pestilential seduction of ears and imagination.

Formed in 2011 with a name inspired by the quote from Ingmar Bergman’s 1957 movie Det Sjunde Inseglet (The Seventh Seal), “We must make an idol of our fear and that idol we shall call God”, Idol of Fear made an imposing statement with their 2013 EP Scavenger. It awoke attention but you suspect nothing to that which All Sights Affixed, Ablaze has the potential to ignite. Recorded across 11 months of “fiery personal turbulence and development, musically and otherwise”, the Tore Stjerna (Watain, Corpus Christi) mastered and Jeff Wardell mixed album is a unsettling maelstrom of fierce flavours and expressive invention, merging everything from black and death metal to progressive, occult, and avant-garde experimentation. It is not always an easy listen, and often a test of stamina and the senses, but always All Sights Affixed, Ablaze is a gripping and epic fall into the depths of the band’s raw imagination and sonic voracity.

Opener Vanquish instantly smothers ears in an intriguing and imposing web of enterprise and sound, the guitars of Dave Bach and Austin Myers an immediate blaze of caustic provocation with melodic seducing. This is soon joined by the raw vocal rage of Myers and the rhythmic intimidation unleashed by drummer Doug Belcourt and bassist Johnny. The song instantly allows no escape from its oppressive yet magnetic tenacity, grooves and melodies searing the senses as rhythms bruise and vocals scar. As eventually discovered on all tracks, there is also a fascinating drama to the lyrical and sonic side of the track, as well as a skilled investigation of distinct flavours amidst constant twists. The song also proves that this is an album which needs time to explore, often its real and undoubted treasures lying well beyond its surface storm and violation.

The following Morningstar makes a more merciful entrance but is soon immersing ears in a persistently shifting and ravenous tapestry of corrosive riffery and radiant sonic endeavour. Swiftly cover1an even greater variety of spices are at work on the imagination alongside an inventiveness which manages to assault, stalk, and seduce with sublime efficiency and temptation, the track’s scenic passage of atmospheric resonance and melodic caressing within a rhythmic enslavement quite delicious. Its fluid cold causticity and enthralling beauty makes way for the darker and harsher Circle of Vortices, a scathing and consuming piece of music inflamed by the malevolent tones of Myers. Again though there is radiance to its persuasion and invention, its soundscape harsh but haunting, cold rather than bitter. The track also slips into bewitching melodic scenery, its calm stroking of the senses a hopeful snatch of light before the song again savages emotions.

The album’s title track is a lively jungle of rhythms and fascinating inventiveness within smog of crushing intensity and smothering dark emotion. There is nevertheless a flirtatious element to the song and an unmissable swing which makes it almost joyful and mischievous, certainly in comparison to previous tracks, whilst the following It Demands brings its own addictive predation to the expansive dark of the album. It also prowls with an enticing lure, guitars scything and taunting across a heavy bassline and provocative beats with venomous yet invitational potency. The bordering on picturesque craft and colours sculpted by Bach and Myers transfix throughout but as mentioned time given reveals the full strength and depth of their and the whole band’s ingenuity.

This period of the album ignites the passions most fervently, the next up It Militates with its hunting riffery, anthemic rhythms, and captivating sonic intrusiveness adding another peak to the increasingly impressing album. The song is a real predator, one luring with sinister beauty and ravishing with coarse hunger. Its triumph is followed by the even more hellacious body and soul of It Tyrannizes, a tsunami of erosive intensity and creative barbarity with engrossing melodic tendrils and sonic rapacity across the tempestuous consumption. These are enticing hues harkening the longer calm and elegant reflection which emerge, though all is eventually swallowed by a new twist in the furnace of the narrative’s animosity.

The closing Carrion provides a blackened exploration of raw ambiences and dark forces, its crawling serpentine temptation and sonic resonance a colluding suffocation and primal seduction. It is an absorbing instrumental bringing the fascinating trespass of senses and emotions to an evocative and climactic close.

All Sights Affixed, Ablaze is a testing and demanding proposition but one with lingering and intensive rewards for body and mind. It is an album which no one should judge or rest upon over just one or two listens, but an incitement from Idol of Fear which warrants and deserves numerous dives into its unrelenting sufferance for the most compelling and unique experience.

The self-released All Sights Affixed, Ablaze is available from November 18th via http://idoloffear.bandcamp.com/album/all-sights-affixed-ablaze

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Laster – De Verste Verte Is Hier

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Intimidatingly cold, harsh, and exhausting, the debut album from Dutch band Laster is an uncomfortable and at times difficult challenge, but for primal black metal exploration it is a must investigate for genre fans. De Verste Verte Is Hier contains four erosive and pestilential examinations of the senses, a quartet of grievous and emotionally spoilt sonic landscapes which beneath their corrosive atmospheres reveal provocative and immersive sketches of melancholy and pained expression.

Hailing from Utrecht and featuring members of Northward and Willoos, Laster is a duo which has already awoken ears and attention with their impressive 2012 demo, Wijsgeer & Narreman. Now they return with a startling sonic narrative and journey which is not always an easy listen but is a perpetually enthralling one.

Opener Alles wat mij bevalt, ontvalt me is a slowly unveiled brewing of malevolence and emotional distress, guitars coaxing air and ears from a distance but edging closer with every portentous note. There is little light in its heavy almost predatory presence and sound, rhythms and especially the bass an intimidating prowl of shadows feeding the oppressive breath of the track, a stifling which turns to suffocation as the sonic winds and squall of guitar and vocals spread their toxicity across the track’s fierce climate. It is a ravenous flight, grooves and melodic intrigue as cold and ruinous as the rest of the aural smothering but it is a compelling smog of emotionally charged and evocatively hostile sound.

The following Tot de tocht ons verlicht is just as intrusively biting and fascinating, its template similar to the first track but emerging with a different raw immersion of intensity and provocative hues. Grooves nag and with gravelly texture LASTER PROMO COVERvocals wail whilst riffs and rhythms surge with tsunami like belligerence and merciless relentlessness. Within its extensive soundscape though, the track ebbs and flows with rhythmic bait and sonic expression, ensuring ears and imagination can never settle in one raw embrace. Emotively brutal and inhospitable, the track is as its predecessor a gripping drama of despair and ruinous invention.

Ik – mijn masker is the darkest and coldest embrace of sound and intent on the release, certainly the first stretch of its epic terrain is with vocals and rhythms a scourging antagonism and guitars sculpting a ferocious wall of stark merciless incitement. As its body shares and evolves its narrative though, a mellower cloud clasps the song and its intensity to take ears and thoughts on a still barbarous but also less forceful imaginative investigation. The track’s closing passage blossoms from this shift, lone keys providing a haunting melancholy within a diminishing raw breeze until they stand alone with open emotion and grief in their hands.

The album’s title track is the best of the four, its post punk/gothic dance from the first breath a riveting lure of shadowed drenched beauty and seductive resonance. The closer is so unlike the other trio on the release yet fits and suits their inhabitable narratives perfectly with its gloomy elegance and mesmeric charm. Clean vocals and morose yet buoyant melodies provide a glorious weave of hidden temptation and open despondency whilst the song as a whole makes a thrilling end to an impressive journey.

De Verste Verte Is Hier is for the black metal purist in many ways but Laster, especially in its final offering, veins the release with an enthralling merger of emotional turbulence and invention to warrant at the very least a full look from all genre and atmospheric metal fans.

De Verste Verte Is Hier is available now digitally @ http://laster.bandcamp.com/album/de-verste-verte-is-hier, on very limited solid dark blue shell cassettes through Broken Limbs Recordings @ http://brokenlimbsrecordings.com/product/blr030-laster-de-verste-verte-is-hier-cassette-preorder/ and on CD and forthcoming vinyl via Dunkelheit Produktionen@ http://dunkelheitprod.bandcamp.com/album/de-verste-verte-is-hier

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RingMaster 05/11/2104

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Sidious – Revealed in Profane Splendour

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The first infestation of pestilential temptation came with Ascension to the Throne Ov Self and now the ruinous seduction returns to devour the soul as Revealed in Profane Splendour.

No, this is not a portentous warning of biblical design but the next inescapable savaging cast by UK blackened death metallers Sidious. Following their acclaimed and attention gripping debut EP, the London quartet now unleash their first album and it is fair to say that everything potent and impressive about its predecessor has been bred, dragged, and sculpted to another irresistible level.

Ascension to the Throne Ov Self was a disarming introduction to Sidious upon its release in 2013 but in hindsight just an appetiser of broader and more intensive invention and imagination to come from the band as swiftly evidenced by Revealed in Profane Splendour. Between releases the band which features members of Eye Of Solitude, has had movement in its line-up with the departure of vocalist Tom “Void” Allen and the coming in of Krhudd, the man behind solo project COLOSUS. With guitarist Isfeth adding lead vocals to his role in the band, Sidious has found further depths and exploration to their songwriting and rigorously imposing sound, their album not only another striking offering from the band but one to assert with greater potency and authority their leading role in the future of British extreme metal. Released on Kaotoxin Records, Revealed In Profane Splendour is an insatiable temptress which from its enslaving first moments takes ears and imagination through an epic emprise of almost carnal and certainly uncompromising raw beauty.

Recorded with Russ Russell (Napalm Death, Dimmu Borgir), Revealed In Profane Splendour emerges through a haunting sonic groan as opener Sacrilegious Majesty sets things in motion. Within a breath pungent anthemic drums are casting their irresistible bait upon ears and imagination, riffs just as hungrily skirting their potent lead. Portentous melodies amidst a sinister air joins the expanding landscape but it is still those provocative beats which provide the richest coaxing before a maelstrom of intensity and malevolence erupts in sound and vocals. It is a ravenous consumption of the senses within which grooves and hooks flirt with the listener without always breaking free from the oppressive strength of the track. It is the drama of the song which ignites thoughts and emotions as much as anything though, every rhythmic swipe and sonic tempting adding to an epic excursion into dark realms and a fateful emprise. Ending as it’s began; the track is a riveting and thrilling entrance into the album and an immediate declaration of the new creative strength and ingenuity within the band.

The following Inexorable Revelation is less startling in its opening but still a forceful impact as riffs and rhythms career through ears with hellacious urgency as keys alongside sonic enterprise tantalise with menacing suggestiveness in Sidious-Revealed-In-Profane-Splendour-coverthe background of the thick violation. It is a torrential outpouring of malicious and imaginative provocation which deeper into its heart you go, the more toxic elegance and emotive grandeur is shared. Exhaustive in touch and intensive ideation, the track bridges the serpentine animosity of black metal with the corrosive predation of death bred fury for another welcome and scarring persuasion before the album’s title track spreads its blistering venomous charm. As the last track it is a tempest of fierce creative twists drenched in insatiable energy sculpted and provocatively honed into a climatic and vehemence soaked inventive soundscape.

There is no mercy given by any song, each a psyche devouring, emotions despoiling rage as proven with the next up Annihilation Ov Abhorrent Credence and its successor Obscenity Ov Old. Each though colours their rugged canvas with an evolving cauldron of melodic ingenuity and intuitive invention which may need close attention but rewards with a fiercely busy and oppressively seductive blaze of invigorating enterprise. The first of this pair a case in point, its cloistral entrance the doorway in to a ravenous insurgence in theme and sound upon religious templates and the listeners senses. Simultaneously stalking and rampaging through mind and body respectively, the track is a scintillating marauder chewing upon ears and emotions with virulent and destructive rabidity. Its glory is emulated by the second of the two, a similar yet distinctly separate beginning the unveiling of a bestial and ravenous violation complete with torrential spite and as in the last track, bewitching clean vocals which escape the carnage for exciting deviation.

A cold ambience brings Infernal Reign to light, its chilling landscape swiftly scored by inhumane vocals and a brewing sonic causticity. There is little time for frost bite to set in before rabid rhythms bludgeon the senses and venom spilling grooves begin squirming under the skin of song and passions. It is an increasingly transfixing fascination of sound and emotion which is as debilitating in its calmer moments as it is in full cruel flow, the fine mix of vocal styles a driving force in that success.

Revealed In Profane Splendour is brought to a close by O Paragon, Bringer Ov Light, a dare one say mellower track, certainly initially which is soon merging floating celestial harmonies with predatory beats and hungry riffery. It is a song which at times seems like a recap of other tracks essences but once it brings out its own warped rhythmic antagonism and sonic majesty, the track turns into a searing and spellbinding intrusion.

It is a mighty conclusion to an increasingly imposing and impressing release. Revealed In Profane Splendour is a startling step on from the band’s first EP, employing all of its assets in viciously richer and deeper cavernous dark hymns. Sidious is on a demonic march with sounds to breed fear in even the devil.

Revealed in Profane Splendour is available now via Kaotoxin Records on CD @ http://www.kaotoxin.com/shop/cd/sidious-cd-pack/ and digitally @ http://listen.kaotoxin.com/album/revealed-in-profane-splendour

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RingMaster 05/11/2014

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Fleshworld/Gazers/Viscera/// – Split CD

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This October seems like it is the month of split releases, many compelling link-ups sharing some striking sounds and bands. Unquiet Records are releasing one of the more notable encounters in the shape of a split release between Polish hardcore bred post metallers Fleshworld, French blackened post-hardcorers Gazers, and Italian psychedelic metallers Viscera///. It is a gripping collection of songs which come from different angles of sonic consumption but unite in a mutual heavy and depressive examination of senses and imagination. It is an enthralling proposition, a release which can devour ears and emotions in a nihilistic landscape of intensity and sound but also treat them to contagious and just as toxic refreshing enterprise.

The first three tracks are provided by Kraków quintet Fleshworld, a band drawing on inspirations from the likes of Opeth, Neurosis, Cult Of Luna, and Deathspell Omega in their sound. They have already awoken attention through previous 6-track release Like we’re all equal, also released on Unquiet, and here get the split off to an imposing and potent start. Their first track Krąg grips ears with a sonic lancing before bulky rhythms twist over the senses. It is a tasty start added to by the melodic groove wrapping around the initial bait of the song. With a vocal sample adding to the emerging shadowed drama, the track flirts and intimidates with equal success, the guitars of Mateusz Szczurek and Kuba Leszko sculpting a captivating design within the increasingly darker and oppressive rhythmic provocation bred by drummer Szymon Łuczyński and bassist Łukasz Klamiński. The song continues to threaten and seduce, as the raw vocal squalls of Tytus Kalicki rage and spill venom across the bewitching consumption of ears and emotions. Acidic melodies and barbarous hooks are never far from the surface of the growing tempest though, it all making for a scintillating start to the release.

   The band’s other pair of songs never quite match up to the first such it’s might, but Pętla with its heavy resonating bass lure and similarly magnetic rhythmic enticement certainly comes close. It is a captivating entrance which spreads a blackened and caustic breath across its spine through evocative melodies from the guitar and a raw hostility to the vocals respectively. It emerges as a brooding and increasingly chilling erosive wash which leaves thoughts lost in a barren corrosive soundscape and emotions exposed to a stark sonic climate. Its successor Rezygnacja, which features guest vocals from Alex Stjernfeldt and Victor Wegeborn from The Moth Gatherer, is similarly drenched in uncompromising and oppressive textures within a destructive atmosphere, but again shape its scenery with an impressive and attention gripping display from drums and bass. The rawest uncomfortable track of the three, it reveals more of the immersive depths and skilled composing of Fleshworld and their ability to lock the listener willingly into a scarring embrace.

Hailing from Paris, the 2012 formed quintet of Gazers has also earned a potent reputation through their self-titled EP of last year and live shows where they have graced stages alongside the likes of The Rodeo Idiot Engine, Cowards, Loma Prieta, Code Orange Kids, and Twitching Tongues. There first contribution to the split comes in the intrigue drenched Rash, a track taking its time to seize the senses. From a cold and raw ambience also infused with sampled vocals, though a distant whisper here, the song erupts in a blaze of hardcore, crust surfaced animosity. Spiky hooks and cruel grooves emerge as vocals roar with malcontent, a greater anger and maliciousness coating each step of the song’s evolution. It is a potent track which makes for a keen but uneasy listen before the stronger weight and adventure of The Decline takes over. Firm beats and rugged scythes of guitar are met by a deranged flame of riffs, everything at odds but fitting masterfully to ensnare ears and appetite. Further in a mellower but no less stark and intimately imposing passage plays with the imagination too, it adding to the great unpredictability of song and the band’s engrossing enterprise.

     The following Epilogue is the same, a song never allowing thoughts and emotions rest as it roams and permeates the senses with a revolving rage of gripping rhythms, sonic abrasing, and vocal ferocity. The best of Gazers’ trio of offerings, the track is a maelstrom of creative spite and imaginative turbulence worrying and igniting the senses for an intensive and flavoursome examination.

The final two songs on the release comes from Viscera///, a band employing essences and experiences in styles like post hardcore, space rock, ambient, and drone, gained by members past and present of bands such as Morkobot, Blanca Division, Malasangre, The Drop Machine, Mount Piezein Circle, Edema, Wicked Minds, The Vendetta, and Self Human Combustion. With two albums, many splits, and tours all across Europe under their belt, the trio now turn their attention to the split and unleash their gripping mix of metal and psyche rock. Versus swiftly tightens its steely grip on ears with rigid beats and acerbic grooves, they a spring board for subsequent waves of rolling rhythms, ravenous blackened pestilence, and in turn voracious tsunamis of sound and malevolence. It is a hellacious mix but one where very turn is complete with sparking twists of invention and sonic radiance.

Its successor Nobody’s Diary, a cover of the Yazoo track, ignites ears and imagination with even more triumphant ingenuity next. The track instantly storms the psyche with virulent and scathing riffery as sonic blooms break out around its tempest, but it is the unexpected display of clean vocals which tips the balance and inspires a delicious multi-flavoured landscape of warped and imaginative endeavour to steal the passions. With its sound aligned to a thick sludgy furnace of hostility, the song is an outstanding end to a rather impressive and thoroughly enjoyable encounter.

Personal tastes dictates which songs stand above others but every track and each of the three bands, make a compelling and richly satisfying persuasion impossible to resist.

The Split release is available now via Unquiet Records @ www.unquietrecords.com/product/fleshworldgazersviscera-3-way-split/

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RingMaster 16/10/2104

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Planning For Burial/Liar In Wait – Split 7”

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Bringing together two bands which have already stolen strong attention and praise for their previous releases, the new split 7” from Broken Limbs Records makes a compelling introduction for newcomers to both Planning For Burial and Liar In Wait whilst showing existing fans a glimpse, certainly in the case of the second project, of a new mature landscape of sound. It is an absorbing and immersive experience being offered, two tracks which distinctly differ but unite in their ability to seduce and envelop ears, as well as the imagination, with subtle and bolder invention.

The first track Mischief Night is provided by Planning For Burial, the solo project of Pennsylvania based musician Thom Wasluck. The song is his first outing since the release of the acclaimed album Desideratum earlier this year. It IMG_7856(2)opens with a sonic flame which swiftly immerses into a radiant but oppressive drone. It is a persistence of noise though wrapped and embraced by flowing synth crafted melodies, their evocative breath and nature a warm caress over the caustic spine of the song. Guitars add their raw beauty and unpolished elegance almost as quickly, everything combining for a haunting and ethereal flight through morose and imposing shadows. It is a thick and challenging intensity which emerges from the bewitching cacophony of sound, but one tempered just enough by the slow laboured vocals of Wasluck, melancholia dipping off every syllable within his expressive monotonous delivery. It is an emotion lighting cloud of riveting dark beauty and dramatic shadows lying pleasingly like a mix of Joy Division and Nine Inch Nails within a cold shoegaze soundscape.

   The second song Paper Houses is a lighter and warmer proposition but just as rich in firm textures and infectious magnetism. Liar In Wait began in 2012 as a side project of vocalist Adam Clemans of Wolvhammer and bassist Jim Adolphson from Mourner. It was not long before the band grew to a quartet with the addition of guitarist Jeff Wilson (Wolvhammer, Nachtmystium) and drummer Peter Clarke (Iron Thrones), and recorded debut EP Translations of the Lost which was released last year on Profound Lore. Employing inspirations from the likes of Asylum Party, Joy Division, The Cure, and Fields of the Nephilim, release and sound was well-received and has already raised keen anticipation for the band’s first full-length scheduled for next year.

liw promo     Paper Houses makes a potent and exciting teaser for the release, immediately seducing ears with an intrigue loaded bassline which swiftly suggests Ian Curtis and co. The irresistible bait is then crossed by shards of sonic eruptions before it all slips into a lively but reserved stroll with the bass still leading the seduction beneath the melodic tones of Clemans. There is a shoegaze glazing which mesmerises with House of Love like radiance but equally a dark tonal elegance which embraces essences of Gene Love Jezebel, early Cure, and The Danse Society in its emotive flight across the enthralling song. It is a spellbinding track having no difficulty in awakening real anticipation for Liar In Wait’s first album.

We have been blessed with a strong and impressive array of split releases over past months and this is another to add to that list.

 The Planning For Burial/Liar In Wait Split is available now digitally and on vinyl (300 black and 200 on orange vinyl) @ http://brokenlimbsrecordings.com/shop/

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RingMaster 15/10/2014

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The Stone – Nekroza

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Probably the best way to describe Nekroza, the new album from Serbian black metallers The Stone is pestilential beauty. It is a release which infest and corrupts the senses and psyche yet seduces with some of the most irresistible grooves and sonic enterprise likely to be heard this or any year. It is a riveting and thrilling encounter unafraid to bind the listener in virulent contagion whilst smothering them in toxic shadows and scarring malevolence. It also has a devilish swagger which spills venom with every swing and a radiant invention which is as predatory as it is bewitching, it all adding up to one rigorously compelling and exciting violation.

Hailing out of Belgrade, The Stone emerged in 1996 as Stone To Flesh and proceeded to release two demos, Serbian Woods and Killed by the Sun, which caught the ears and attention of the metal underground, especially when united for a re-release as Unveiled Evil in 1999. The following year saw debut album Some Wounds Bleed Forever unleashed and the subsequent change of name to simply The Stone. Continuing to make an increasingly noticeable mark through their live performances and following releases, the band really drew an international spotlight with fourth album Magla in 2006, their first for German label Folter Records. It was a trigger to tours and greater attention upon the band globally, acclaim and even stronger success coming with the albums Umro and Golet in 2009 and 2011 respectively. Now their seventh album Nekroza comes to push the band even further to the fore of world black metal whilst providing one of the best genre stirring incitements of 2014.

From the intrigue soaked intro of opener Kamenolom, there is an immediate drama and portentous breath to Nekroza which only expands and entices across song and album from thereon in. The first track’s start is epic and provocative, the readying of battle armour and antagonistic intent before a torrent of onrushing rhythms and raw riffs converge on the senses. It is a potent flood of sonic endeavour lorded over by the dirty caustic scowls of vocalist Nefas. Emerging grooves proceed to vein the wall of corrosive energy cast by guitarists Kozeljnik and Demonetras, their lure subdued yet gripping against the robust and creative rampage of beats from L.G. and bass predation from Usud. It is a hellacious proposition binding attention and appetite with ease before the following Kosmar begins an insatiable enslavement of the passions, its rhythmic hips and grooved flirtation seducing from the opening second. That bait leads into another sonic battlefield, an avalanche of malicious craft and hostile intensity combining before parting its waves for the returning enticement which started the song to infest ears and passions once again. As with all songs there is never a moment to rest and reflect; the intimidating pressure of sound and vocal maliciousness unrelenting though frequently penetrated by a stunning blaze of melodic invention and skill from the guitars to transfix the imagination.

Both Crno Zrno and Dani Crni flood ears and thoughts with their individual temptations, the first ravaging the senses with rapacious riffs and virulent grooves, the latter aspect simmering tenaciously without to provide a constant delicious nagging of ears. The song is like a maze, every turn a wall of rhythmic animosity and a blaze of sonic toxicity, all skilfully and venomously sculpted for a scintillating encounter whilst the second of the two is a darker vicious foraging of the senses but again equipped with masterful sonic bait and a volatile rhythmic battering. Nefas’ vocals are soaked in bile and enmity, his strong abrasing scowls an equal trigger and temper to the maelstrom of invention around him. Parading the narratives in his own native tongue does lead to the only very slight niggle, in that those of us of limited language skills cannot explore the lyrical side of the album, something normally not a problem but you feel you are really missing out with Nekroza.

     Lov na Vestice next explores the darkest depths of the album which were opened within the previous song but despite cloaking ears in another enthralling and intensive examination pierced by a glorious scorching melody bound solo, lacks some of the spark of its predecessors. Nevertheless it makes for a demanding and rewarding challenge before making way for Sunovrat, another resourcefully commanding and unpredictable onslaught but again one not quite flicking the switches as potently as other songs on Nekroza. The album’s compelling title track has no such issues. From its first swipe of ravenous riffs courted by a grouchy bassline, the track is a spellbinding and savage rush upon and for the senses. There is certain elegance to the melodic structure of the track and brutality to its intensive underbelly driven by the uncompromising rhythms of L.G. and the similarly merciless corrosiveness of the vocals. It is an engrossing proposition which drifts purposefully into an even heavier and darker landscape, not quite funereal in tone but definitely venturing into a doomy climate which is explored to weightier effect with Mrak. Imposing and pouring menace with every resonating note and grizzled syllable, the track stalks and crawls over the senses and imagination for a slower but eventually inescapable persuasion.

The album is completed by the outstanding Pesimizam, another groove fest spraying the most addictive sonic rancor and vocal bitterness to be found on the release, and lastly Predgroblje. The closer is awash with a grooved and melodic tempting which swerves and lures like an exotic temptress within an exhaustive and ravenous smog of sonic erosion. It is a masterful end to a thoroughly exciting and impressing album. The Stone might still be a secret to some of the metal world but Nekroza suggests that it will be not for much longer.

Nekroza is available from October 1st on Folter Records @ http://www.folter666shop.de/product_info.php?info=p6_the-stone–serbia—-nekroza–digicd.html&XTCsid=578ocl6tcjrd4j5j3fuan1t836

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RingMaster 01/10/2014

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