Groteskh – Code:End

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Not startling but certainly striking and a captivating torrent of imaginative and enticing ideation, Code:End is a rich and creative persuasion which ensures its creators close attention within the black metal scene. The second album from Austrian metallers Groteskh is an intimidatingly immersive and malevolently seductive offering, one of persistently intensive craft and enjoyment but with a dramatic and inventive adventure pushing band and release well away from the crowd. Released via Austrian label Cursed Records, the album is a wake-up call to a broader audience and attention with Groteskh proving themselves as a potent emerging force.

Coming out of Sankt Veit an der Glan, a small town within the Austrian state of Carinthia, Groteskh was formed by vocalist/guitarist Malthus Holytoxicomaniac (ex-Hellsaw) and guitarist Goreman (ex-Obscure) in 2010. Within the band’s first year the line-up was joined by bassist Necrosodomizer (Vomition) and in 2012 drummer T. Martyr (Irdorath). The following year the recording and release of debut album Unconsciousness drew well-received responses and acclaimed interest, its success followed by the addition of guitarist Isiul (ex-Hellsaw) and an European tour with Demonical, as well as numerous show and festival appearances. It is fair to say the band’s stature and recognition has grown which every passing year, 2014 being an eventful one for Groteskh with Necrosodomizer leaving the band to be replaced by Mike Hell (Sakrileg /Disastrous Murmur) before the recording of their sophomore full-length. Now unleashed and increasingly impressing with every listen, expectations are that Code:End will take spotlights and awareness to new demanding levels whilst musically the album suggests the quintet has the presence to be a potent name within black metal.

CD_Reputation Radio/RingMaster Review     The sonically irritated and intriguing lure of Mystery Orbs is the first rapacious persuasion to the album, the opener an increasingly volatile maelstrom of riffs and melodic toxicity governed by the intimidating vocal scowls of Malthus. Equally though, there is a composure within the song which allows moments of tantalising beauty and calm to entangle with the ravenous black hearted hostility and erosive intensity. It is a seriously magnetic start to the album, guitars like rancor soaked troubadours in the design of the song and rhythms a barbarous framing to an impending apocalypse.

Delusions Of Immortality follows and quickly reveals itself a unique character to its predecessor, clean prowling vocals matched in tone and intent by spicy grooves and menacing rhythms. As in the first song though, unpredictability is prominent bait and exploited by the open craft and imagination of band members and the song’s own dark almost psychotic intent. Tagged as black metal, and rightly so, there is also as shown by the opening pair of songs, a wealth of additional flavours to the Groteskh sound, a progressive/doom exploration creeping across this track alone.

Next the imposing climate and ferocity of Displaced Axis transfixes ears and thoughts, its initial clearer air soon a muggy tempest of intensity and uncompromising emotion but still open to scythes of sonic magnetism and warped melodic enterprise. It keeps the impressive start to the album on a lofty plateau, pushing it higher with its ferociously invigorating second half before a calm of sorts comes with Posthuman. Expected turbulence is never far from the surface of the song though, throughout creating fierce whirlpools of rabid discontent which further ignites the relentless technical and provocative landscape sculpted and twisted across the absorbing encounter.

Both Doomdevil and Nothing Exists entwine ears in their own involved and insidious trespasses, the first a senses winding seducing of rock ‘n’ roll grooves bound in blackened voracity and its successor a proposition which is part savage beast, part infectious revelry, and all irresistible enthralment. As with all tracks, every listen reveals new nuances and dark resourceful corners, increasing persuasion and enjoyment a welcome result but fair to say the second of these two is an instantly inescapable thrill; much as the bestial might of Oblivion Of Being straight after. At times there is a similarity between tracks but again with continual focus an unveiling of individual creativity helps every song develops its own distinct character, this song a prime and fascinating example.

The album’s title track lays down another peak to the album with its almost revengeful ambience and prowl of sound whilst Illumination, from a deliciously grizzly bass opening courted by solidly jabbing beats, expands into a cancerous and venomously addictive incitement on body and imagination. Both songs come equipped with toxic grooves and contagious hooks within waves of creative and emotional enmity.

Moral Pessimism is the same, a tsunami of bad blood and ill-willed grudges skilfully crafted and delivered, if without the same spark of certainly the previous pair of tracks. Nevertheless it has the listener ensnared before the powerful beauty of Abandoned Mines closes things out with its melodic romance bred from superb guitar craft and expression. The instrumental is bewitching, a tantalising epilogue and temper to the creative malignancy before, and further evidence of the depths of Groteskh’s invention and imagination.

Code:End is maybe not the release to thrust Groteskh to the forefront of black metal, though it has the potential, but it is a notable and highly pleasing marker in the band’s continuing ascent to that destination. Both are proposals genre fans should definitely be checking out.

Code:End is out now via Cursed Records digitally and on CD @ https://cursedrecords.bandcamp.com/album/code-end

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RingMaster 14/06/2015

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Serpent Seed – Debris of Faith

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There is little we can tell you about Polish metallers Serpent Seed, their background information as sparse as their sound is imposingly flavoursome, but one thing about the band easy to reveal is that their debut album is one potent and potential fuelled proposal. Consisting of seven attention feeding and appetite raising tracks, Debris of Faith provides instant evidence that Serpent Seed, though not yet a startling proposition, is certainly a fresh and fiercely enjoyable new protagonist in the extreme metal landscape.

Serpent Seed hails from Łask, forming in 2012 with the current quartet of guitarist/vocalist Aryman, guitarist Jatssa, bassist Jakub, and drummer Wojtass bringing experiences from playing in bands such as War, Lugburz, Iugulatus, and Slain to the project. Honing a sound merging death and black metal at its core, the band recorded their debut release last year, Debris Of Faith emerging via The End of Time Records. It is a challenging and compelling incitement on ears and imagination, an intriguing encounter which without tearing up the creative neighbourhood provides new and accomplished scenery.

The album opens with Demon’s Blade, guitars instantly casting a web of predatory riffs and enticing melodic intrigue as rhythms hungrily descend with their own infectious potency upon the senses. Its climate is dark and ravenous, nature inhospitable, but even with the menacing blackened tones of the vocals, there is a gripping and catchy lure fuelling the tempest. Just as swiftly evident as the consuming heart of the song, is the individual skills of its members and songwriting which takes every opportunity to twist expectations and keenly venture into new corners and depths within the band’s sound.

The strong start is eclipsed by the following stalking of ears and emotions by I Spit on Your Cross. The heavy oppressive maelstrom opening the song soon expels an irresistible groove which, as the song itself, continues to evolve and take on new guises without losing its potent temptation. It is also the spark to a matching invention from guitars and rhythms around it, a sonic tapestry seducing the barbarous and addictive landscape shaped by the grouchy bass and the rapier like barracking of the drums. Quick slavery of attention and appetite, the outstanding song makes way for the even more hellacious and uncompromising Mother Night. The song stalks the listener with its first and every subsequent breath, holding that intimidating restraint even through its intensive expulsions of sound and ire. As fascinating as it is invasive, the track is an apocalyptic suggestiveness for thoughts and a battlefield for the senses.

Both Płonie Stos and Unholy Trinity continue the tight hold of ears and satisfaction, the first the most dangerous predator on the album with its demonic sonic tones insidious and cavernous ambience debilitating. Despite that as further melodic craft and enterprise fiercely flames upon the rabid canvas of the encounter, there is a virulent persuasion and inviting air to the song leading, or misleading, emotions into feasting on the rancorous heart of the incitement. Its successor is similarly sculpted but soon uncaging its own distinct animus of sound and emotion, if without quite having the same extensive temptation as its predecessors. Nevertheless the song grows and blossoms as it persists with its creative ravaging, leaving only thick enjoyment in its wake before the thrilling song Serpent Seed, spreads its sonic and inventive malignancy through ears to devour the senses. There is at times a similarity in certain aspects and tones to songs within the album, noticeable again here, but everything is soon woven into new tapestries and violations which ensure diversity and the imaginative playing of the band are the lingering enticement.

One major moment makes way for another with closing track Bloody Vengeance, a song which prowls and erodes emotions with every one of its malevolent creative seconds. Though not as easily accessible as other songs, it is an engrossing provocation forging the sonic endeavour of the guitars to the unpredictable and gripping bait of the rhythms. With raw and caustic vocals driving the narrative deep into thoughts, the song is a powerful end to a thoroughly pleasing encounter.

For an introduction Debris of Faith is a concrete and promise soaked base for Serpent Seed to move on from, so expect to hear their name on a more regular and acclaimed footing over coming years.

Debris of Faith is out now via The End Of Time Records

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RingMaster 14/06/2015

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Paradise Lost – The Plague Within

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Whether a fan or not, there is no escaping or denying the impact Paradise Lost have had on the doom/gothic and indeed metal scene in general since emerging back in the late eighties. They have also shown and revelled in the seduction of melancholy and beauty of pain through propositions which emotionally and sonically have ravaged senses and devoured the rawest corners of themselves and listeners alike. The UK band has been one of the most pungent forces in dark metal across their thirteen studio albums and as an explosive live incitement; an unrelenting inspiration continuing to ignite ears and spark imaginations with no sign of diminishing as evidenced by new album The Plague Within. Where the album sits in the landscape of the band’s inventive history we will leave for others to discuss, but fair to say that Paradise Lost have unleashed one of their and metal’s most emotionally and physically dark, musically voracious and compelling recent proposals with their fourteenth protagonist.

The album is an evolving predator and seductress from start to finish with songs that provide the fiercest intimidation and warmest enticement within their own investigations of sound and human condition inspired turmoil. It is also startlingly diverse and unpredictable, not to say previous albums lacked such qualities but virtually every twist and narrative within The Plague Within throws a curve ball to certainly expectations and assumptions of the Paradise Lost sound.

It starts straight away with opener No Hope In Sight, its cloud of shadows enriched by immediately spicy guitar enterprise from lead guitarist Greg Mackintosh. Vocal scowls from Nick Holmes infuse the air soon after as the song eventually settles into its melancholic and predatory stroll, the thick rhythms of drummer Adrian Erlandsson and throaty lures cast by bassist Steve Edmondson aligning with the steady tempting of rhythm guitarist Aaron Aedy and Mackintosh. A Type O Negative croon emerges as the always impressive clean delivery of Holmes entices over the jagged riffery nagging ears, though subsequently the early tempestuous air returns to immerse the enthralling nature and persuasion of warmer hues.

Press_Cover_Reputation Radio/RingMaster Review    The riveting start leads to the far more caustic and ravenous presence of Terminal. There is a militant feel to the rhythms right away, their heavy swipes belligerent against the rasping vocals and sonically acrid air around them, whilst the guitars have a corrosive edge to their riffs and melodic entwining of ears. It is a solid and tightly gripping encounter, a blackened examination of emotions but does miss the spark of the first track and the following An Eternity Of Lies. The third song opens with keys and an instantly captivating orchestral caress, with a guitar quickly joining the tempting with its own melodic hues. Keys continue to brew and expel a gothic hug on the imagination as the song blossoms, an aural portrait invigorated by the drama of guitars and the diverse delivery of Holmes. It is a bewitching encounter, a melodic fascination infusing a heavier rapacious tempting across its rich and volatile dark dance, and quite irresistible.

Already the potent diversity of songs and album is apparent and highly persuasive, continuing in the contagion that is Punishment Through Time. The song is a thick and ferocious rocker of a track, but controlled in its assault and dirty in its rock ‘n’ roll. Fair to say it was a track not expected, the song almost welcoming even with its lyrical despair and predacious character, and almost arguing with the earlier claim that The Plague Within is one the band’s most intensive and darkly suffocating offerings yet. There is a black heart to it though that is emulated and shown in its fullest rancor in Beneath Broken Earth. The track prowls with emotionally leaden jaws and an oppressive animus of tone and intent led by the bitter guttural growls of Holmes. A tsunami of slow hate and erosive doom ferocity, the song almost draws a death rattle from the senses with its weight and enmity.

Both Sacrifice The Flame and Victim Of The Past enthral with individual uniqueness, the first a hymn of melodic and vocal beauty within a funereally paced and cancerous stalking of the senses whilst its successor with a similarly sedated energy, certainly initially, blossoms from a mellow seducing of vocal and melodic charm into a creative and emotional turbulence. With a storm bred atmosphere, the song ebbs and flows between the two climates as it reveals and explores its morose yet enticing landscape; again Paradise Lost crafting a sublime collusion of extreme and contrasting textures in one inescapable seducing.

The epic like heralding of Flesh From Bone at its start is one irresistible essence backed up swiftly by a saunter through blackened and cavernous symphonic terrain before exploding in a venomous spewing of rabid rhythms, scarring riffs, and voracity soaked vocal animosity. Fearsomely enchanting in its full hostility, the song makes way for another imposing slab of rock ‘n’ roll posing as Cry Out where blues rock grooves and acidic ingenuity infiltrates inventive bad blood. It is another, as so many encounters within The Plague Within, which has a host of turns and detours of sound that there are almost songs within songs. The blackest, ravenous anthem is soon a passing memory in that precise moment in time though as the colossal Return To The Sun brings the album to a mighty and climatic close. As brutal as it is melodically immersive, the track is an intensive exclamation mark to The Plague Within, a final creative swipe to emphasise what is one masterful and threateningly majestic proposal.

Fourteen albums in and into their third decade, we can safely say that Paradise Lost still provides one of the benchmarks for aspiring metal bands to contemplate, the proof is all there in The Plague Within.

The Plague Within is available now via https://www.bandstores.co.uk/shop/paradiselost/

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RingMaster 05/06/2015

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Nekrogoblikon – Heavy Meta

 

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For all those acquainted with and new to Nekrogoblikon and their self-tagged “goblin metal” sound, time to embrace one of the most enjoyable and impressive metal albums of the year so far. You might initially snigger at the band’s goblin themed presence and invention, and you will giggle with the band’s lyrical rascality and self-referential mischief, but ultimately you will come away from one exhaustingly inventive and exhilarating new album basking in metal at its stirring best; you might also just want to be a goblin yourself.

Hailing from Los Angeles, Nekrogoblikon formed in 2006 releasing debut album Goblin Island the following year. At this point the band was just the founding duo of Nicholas Von Doom and Tim Lyakhovetskiy. The line-up subsequently expanded as their sound began evolving as shown by second full-length Stench in 2011; becoming even more openly diverse and exploratory in third album Power two years later. The raw black and death seeded sounds which primarily fuelled their first release, were soon part of a maelstrom of rabid flavours and styles from electronic to folk, symphonic to experimental metal, all colluding to seduce ears and imaginations. The evolution has continued and is now in full blaze with Heavy Meta, the band’s new savaging of the senses. It is a fascinating and irresistible tempest; simply a devouring proposition of flirtatious menace and bewitching voracity.

From opener The End of Infinity, band and album has attention gripped and appetite licking its greedy lips. The song’s initial stride through ears has an electro air to its contagious swing and as it expels further ingenuity and imagination, thoughts of bands like 6:33 and Destrage give a nudge. Keys and hooks only add to the virulent web being cast, the great weaselly vocals of Scorpion almost dancing on the strands of their tempting. A brilliant start only explodes into a greater escapade as guitars cast a melodic weave with tangy hooks and grooves whilst rhythms stalk that enticing with lustful intent. The devilish nature of melodies and enterprise has an additional feel of French band Pryapisme to it, and quite simply everything combined creates aural addiction, an intimidating and fanatically unpredictable shuffle impossible for feet, neck muscles, and the imagination to resist.

Nekrogoblikon-HeavyMeta-AlbumArt_Reputation Radio/RingMaster ReviewThe passions are ignited just as potently too, finding further lust as the following We’ve Had Enough with its opening saunter of evocative keys swings in with drama and rampant devilment. Riffs and grooves are soon driving infectiously through ears, vocals spilling the narrative with salacious intent as clean harmonies court ears in the background. The diversity of emerging sound is matched by the great variety of vocals, every second and twist of the song as unpredictable as they are a fluid persuasion. Like a temptress ruffling the love sacks whilst stealing the gold, the track is a salacious temptation leaving ears and emotions on a high ready for the quick step and tenacious revelry of Bring Us More. Jazzy keys, pop bred harmonies, and funk kissed energy are all sucked into the fiery climate of the song’s rabid creativity, once more the likes of 6:33 coming to mind alongside hints of Trepalium and Mr Bungle whilst devouring the unique goblin sound.

Snax & Violence is a more predatory proposal, its blackened heart and melodic death metal voracity a ravishing of the senses. The song though is unafraid to infuse guitar and keys bred beauty into its climatic tempest, adding folkish hues to its grooving simultaneously. It is an enthralling stalking of ears soon outshone by the outstanding Atlantis. The band’s latest single exposes its rhythmic muscle and tenacity straight away, lacing it with scythes of sonic bait as vocal squalls and synth spawned teasing bring their individual persuasions to the rebellious landscape of the song. Like a death infused version of Hardcore Anal Hydrogen, the track is a puppeteer to body and soul, pulling the strings of pleasure before making way for the equally thrilling We Need A Gimmick. Think of a style of music and it is most likely infused into the bedlamic but flowing emprise of a song with something for everyone within and outside metal.

Full Body Xplosion is as grouchy as a ravenous bear and as rhythmically skittish as a dog in heat. Riffs and vocals are similarly fuelled across the volatile storm of invention whilst hooks and grooves offer magnetic toxicity and the keys intrusive seduction. The growl of the bass we will leave for your discovery and nightmares as another pinnacle in the lofty plateau of the album moves over for the raucous anthem that is Let’s Get Fucked. Featuring Andrew WK, it is as riotous as you might suspect and more merciful than you might imagine, with its guest the welcome and Scorpion the venom. Without rivalling its predecessors, the track still has the real world a distant memory in its company and energies ready to take on the caustic and sultry saunter of Mood Swings. Musically the track lives up to its title, each twist bringing a fierce fondling or flirty soliciting of the imagination, everything fully agitated and hungrily unpredictable.

The song Nekrogoblikon brings Heavy Meta to a glorious end; its cantankerous stomp an alchemy of relentlessly catchy rock pop exploits aligned to ferocious hostility. It is a torrent of vivacious turmoil and creative diablerie, just as the album itself. Heavy Meta is easily one of our favourite offerings this year so far and a major incitement for the metal scene, demanding and deserving the fullest attention in return. Now where do you get goblin masks…

Heavy Meta is available via Mystery Box now on CD and vinyl @ http://www.districtlines.com/nekrogoblikon and digitally @ http://bit.ly/1JycbMS

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RingMaster 03/06/2013

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Unmothered – U M B R A

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U M B R A is a predator soaked in doom and sludge but equally draped with essences of black metal, noise, stoner rock, and most likely any other voracious flavour you can imagine. It is also one of the most primal and inventively addictive things heard so far in 2015. The new carnivorous proposition from US band Unmothered, the three track EP proposition brawls through ears, violates the senses, and scars the psyche from start to finish, all the time igniting the passions with its fierce turbulence. There is no escape once it takes hold but no desire to flee its uncompromising trespass either.

Starting their raucous prowl of the senses in 2010, the Austin hailing Unmothered unleashed their self-titled debut EP vinyl in 2012 to acclaiming responses across the underground scene. It brought seven atmospherically ravenous and physically cavernous landscapes to feast on the senses, laying the seeds for the even darker and in many ways more intimate intrusions to be found within the insidious temptation of U M B R A.

cover_ Reputation Radio/RingMaster Review    As its predecessor, the EP is wrapped in the artwork of UK artist Andrew Sloan, its dark toning and organic imagery a first glimpse of the creative tapestry and sonic exploration set to seduce ears and beyond. Opener Magnetar rubs ears with a lone riff to begin within but swiftly revolves and broadens into a predatory canter of imposing rhythms from drummer Matt Moulis and dark throaty bait courtesy of Joseph Barnes’ bass, both entwined in the just as gripping sonic tenacity of guitarist Matt Walker. Alone each sculpts pure drama but together they make aural pestilence whilst additionally conjuring a groove which no matter where it leads or what it twists itself into, is an unrelenting seducing within the carnal ambience and textures around it. The pestilential tones of Walker’s vocals crawl into the psyche too as they hitch a ride on the increasingly contagious grooving and tsunami like hostility swinging its way to the same destination.

If the swagger of the first song is incendiary and contagious, it is light weight compared to that of Scarp and before it Huntress. The second song scythes through ears on a sonic lure before thickening its bait within a musty swamp of noise. It is only building towards the point of greater addictive enterprise though, another flaming acidic groove with a waspish nature flirting within ears as guitars and drums spin a magnetic enslaving web. Equipped with gnarly bass tones which simply inflame the senses, the song offers whispers of bands like Ministry and Morkobot, though equally you would suggest Unsane or a Today is the Day, as many do, as a hint to the ravaging being enjoyed. The track is irresistible, a disembowelling of the senses with riveting rewards in return but quickly over shadowed by the final song.

Scarp from its first breath is a torrent of sonic nagging, Walker’s guitar a primal bee in the psyche which is rapidly matched in primeval temptation by the roguish swipes of Moulis and the throaty dissent of bass. A rhythmic and sonic virulence does not let up even as the raw tones of Walker spill their new narrative of aggression and his guitar skirts over the Killing Joke like rhythmic spine with its caustic and corrosive enterprise. A post rock like calm embraces ears midway through to wrong-foot and bewitch, the drums continuing to roll out a mouth-watering and unrelenting niggle of anthemic beats throughout. It is a mesmeric and meditative passage yet in its air, lurking in the shadows there is an intimidation and menace which bides its time before exploding in one hellacious climax of one outstanding incitement.

The track is a brilliant; a gripping end to a glorious slab of noise fuelled contagion posing as U M B R A. Letting greed have its say there is no doubting that the EP is over too soon but with the adage ‘leave them wanting more’ surely in its thoughts, U M B R A and Unmothered have opened up a vat of anticipation for something bigger and you suspect even more threateningly bolder.

U M B R A is available from May 26th via Crowquill Records. For details see http://crowquillrecords.limitedrun.com/artists/unmothered

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RingMaster 26/05/2015

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Cemetery Dust – To rule them all

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They might have two well-received and praised albums under their belt, but Austrian metallers Cemetery Dust is probably still an unknown property in the main thrust of the metal scene. That might and should be about to change with the release of To rule them all. The band’s third album is an antagonistic and compelling maelstrom of old school thrash and death metal which is also equipped with the contagious grooving of modern metal. It is a roar of old and new, an encounter familiar yet simultaneously fresh, and though it might not take its creators to the top table of the global metal scene it will forcibly slap the face of widespread attention.

Hailing from Braunau am Inn, Cemetery Dust began in 2005 and quickly stirred up strong local support. Debut album Power of the Hypocrite was unleashed in 2008 and with its persuasive blend of metal furies set the basis for the band’s sound as their presence began to spread. Its successor An Anatomy of War followed in 2012 and showed another creative and aural leap in the band’s creativity, a step emulated again in To rule them all with even greater maturity in songwriting and craft. Released via Metal Music Austria, it is a furious and intimidating proposition yet every assault and incitement posing as a song is veined by a seductive and unpredictable lure.

The album opens with the mesmeric calm and beauty of Proelium Elementorum, an instrumental track which transfixes ears and imagination without giving any hint of the onslaught to come. It has no portentous air or intimidation to it of any kind, just a weave of elegant guitar play and melodic temptation. In many ways it is at odds with what follows as even the calm before the storm has essences of turbulence in its air but here the alluring opener just seduces before being pushed aside by the tempestuous might of Souls Come Undone. Riffs and rhythms are an instant ravaging of ears ridden by the equally caustic and hostile tones of Philipp Forster. There is no escape from its intensity and raging but it comes with a great tempering of guitar enterprise from Forster and Christoph Steinlechner, grooves and sonic flames a rich and incendiary spilling invention and infectiousness. The merciless attack of drummer Rupert Sonnleitner equally has catchiness to its trespass on the senses, though everything ultimately ignites as one hellacious tempting.

a2428907815_10     The following Bleed for the Machine is the same, uncompromising in its thrash bred riffery and death seeded sonic malevolence but irresistible in grooves and unpredictability. The bass of Benjamin Jensen snarls and groans wonderfully within the song, its presence as bestial as it is magnetically varied, whilst the guitars flirt and scorch ears with their own imaginative designs. The track is fascinating, the first of the most inventive and creatively diverse offerings on the release before seeping into samples of ‘apocalyptic’ news reports which in turn lead into the might of The Great Isolation. The fourth song on To rule them all, with an agitated opening and inviting shuffle, draws on a hardcore squalling of voice and sound before infusing it into another fierce thrash spawned provocation. As suggested earlier, there is a familiarity which comes with certain moments and songs, not always exactly definable but recognisable within styles, but as here it is potently honed into something new and inventive. Once more Forster and Steinlechner have ears and thoughts riveted with their simple riffs driven ravaging but more so through strands of sonic ingenuity. Hooks seduce and grooves bind but the whole melodic enterprise from their imagination is what borders on sonic poetry.

     Tiger, Dragon and Snake is a stalking beast from its first breath, swiftly turning its prowl into a senses scavenging hostility disguised with toxic grooves and heavily swinging rhythms whilst Cloak of Blood next, and in deed the following The Blind King, show themselves to be even more severe predators. The first of this pair is especially inescapable, every riff and beat an intrusive beckoning over which coarse vocals scowl and guitars dangle addiction forging incitements, some with a classic metal spicing. Its successor is equally as adept in enthralling ears and thoughts with an evolving tirade of inventive bait, though demanding a more intensive attention than its infection spewing predecessor.

The hefty offerings of Monument of Hate and its title track brings To rule them all to an impressive close. The first of the two spins a fearsome and engaging web around Jensen’s menacingly alluring basslines, creating a canvas of exotic and corrosive predation in sound and intensity. As all songs there is constantly shifting scenery to the landscape; a seamless and masterful shifting which is never less than aggressively savage. The final song is more of the same in design and character whilst carrying its own distinct guise, though there are moments across the album where tracks do have a similar presence if not ever enough to disturb the potency and impressiveness of the release.

It is hard to imagine Cemetery Dust being an unknown quantity from hereon in because of To rule them all alone. It is a release to awaken new spotlights on and appetites for the band’s invigorating sound and its blazing adventure, one all extreme metal fans should make themselves aware of at the very least..

To rule them all is available now via Metal Music Austria digitally and on CD @ http://metalmusicaustria.bandcamp.com/album/to-rule-them-all

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RingMaster 30/04/2015

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Pavillon Rouge – Legio Axis Ka

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If there were still to be active dance floors after the apocalypse then the new album from French industrial metallers Pavillon Rouge would be the perfect fit for the dark mood and decayed energy it assumedly would possess. A fusion of black metal with industrial/techno bred voracity, the band’s sound and second full-length Legio Axis Ka, make for an erosive and ravenous affair but with a contagion which never leaves the body to simply bask in pestilential depths, dictating its movement across nine pulsating predatory tracks. The accompanying press release also states that their sound and intent explores ethereal 80s new wave atmospheres, and though not always as immediate within the tempests there are elements of the dark wave scene of that era pervading their latest release, scents of bands like The Chameleons, Joy Division, and Pink Industry offering themselves to thoughts. Ultimately though, Pavillon Rouge casts a sound which has its own distinct presence and an album in Legio Axis Ka which constantly and aggressively stimulates ears and imagination.

The band was formed in 2008 by musicians Mervyn and YVH, with the intent to merge black metal with hardcore techno. Highly acclaimed debut album Solmeth Pervitine was released in 2011 and was soon declared one of the best industrial black metal albums. It was followed by shows for the band with the likes of Psygnosis, Himinbjorg, Svart Crown, and The CNK, supporting the album and pushing forward their increasing attention grabbing emergence. Recently signed with Dooweet Records, the quintet of vocalist Kra Cillag, guitarist/vocalist Mu Cephei, bassist E.Shulgin, drummer Sorthei, and guitarist/programmer Mervyn now return with their second onslaught on the senses. Released on the Swamp Records side of Dooweet, Legio Axis Ka is a vicious seduction, a mesmeric violation which however you want to look at it, leaves the senses raw and emotions entangled in its increasingly magnetic tempest.

10347166_793523130703256_1060036933092637261_n   An immediate embrace of synth beauty amidst an evocative ambience immerses ears as album opener Prisme vers l’odyssée shows its introduction, a potent and atmospheric lure which is soon consumed by a thunderous tirade of rhythms and rabid riffs. Vocally too the song offers a merciless and diverse squall yet within it all the keys continue to cast a provocative and emotionally expressive voice. That industrial element is a nagging incitement within the evolving theatre of guitars and keys too, keeping feet and body agitated as the heart of the track spills its venomous and caustically poetic premise. Lyrically the album is sung in the band’s native tongue so there is little to its obviously dark climate that we can reveal but if the words and premises match the passion of the delivery then it is a brooding exploration just as potent as the sounds around them.

The following L’enfer se souvient, l’enfer sait takes the strong start up another step with its muscular rhythms and riff clad prowling wrapped in an electro hued colouring. The dynamic and persistent techno bred heartbeat of the song again has limbs on alert whilst thoughts and emotions are entangled in the melodic and vocal imagination lighting up the abrasing atmosphere of the song. Track and album definitely need close attention and several plays to unveil all the underlying twists and creative nuances within inhospitable surface and murky air, but it only adds to the satisfaction and drama of the stark, almost visual soundscapes sculpted.

Mars stella patria does not hang about tempting the listener either, electronic percussion and anthemic band roars immediate virulent bait. Their infectiousness seems to seep into the industrial climate, which offers warped noise and textures, as well as the chilled melodic enterprise adding its weight to the song’s persuasion. It is an endeavour spiced with a touch of Sisters Of Mercy and Bauhaus, and as the track continues with open clarity around its warmer elements, shadows impose upon and the raw vocals prey on the senses. It is fair to say that each song individually brings a new step up in the presence and persuasion of Legio Axis Ka, this one with its increasing rabid turbulence another strong step in its ascent, a compelling move almost matched by the mercilessly tempestuous storm of A l’univers. Electro pulses resonate through bone and psyche from the off, enticing feet and emotions to lend their eager energies to its call whilst the melodic and sonic invention of the band provides a ravenous celestial and dirty terrestrial landscape for ears and emotions. Not as instant as its predecessor, the song subsequently wins over appetite and thoughts whilst revealing more of the inventive ideation and songwriting craft of Pavillon Rouge.

Both Aurore et Nemesis and Droge Macht Frei enthral and enslave, the first laying down its first potent tempting through a delicious dark bassline before brewing up a sonic and emotional tsunami of ferocious ire and intensity. Its successor provides the first truly insatiable full-on invitation to unleash the dance floor moves, its rhythmic stomp a pulsating infection which leads and drives the song even when enveloped in rabid smog of noise and sonic rapacity. As ever there is much more to the songs and both engross with melodic ingenuity and the often understated but open imagination which brings striking contrasts and unpredictability to all offerings on the album.

From a raucous stomp Pavillon Rouge offer a celestial flight with Kosmos Ethikos, synths and samples aligning for an atmospheric exploration with a big brother like edge to its air before Notre paradis takes its own similarly seeded soar through a new spatial climate. There is a much darker feel and texture to the track compared to the last though, an ominous breath which coats guitars and vocals, not forgetting intimidating rhythms, as keys warmly and eloquently swarm around the senses. The pair offers their own sparking new adventures for the imagination to interpret before the closing Klux santur provides a transfixing finale to the album. With the most distinct eighties feel to its body and melodic enterprise yet, the track is a swirling maelstrom of light and emotional malevolence. It is a cyclonic treat to close things up, a seducing and senses ravishing end to an album which increasingly enthrals given time and attention.

The Grenoble based Pavillon Rouge have not offered an easily accessible proposal with Legio Axis Ka but who wants easy when far greater rewards come with uncompromising intensity and evolving creative assaults. The band finds the perfect blend of industrial and black metal fury for a proposition which fans of either genre should seriously contemplate.

Legio Axis Ka is available now via Swamp Records @ http://findiemerch.com/fr/pavillon-rouge-legio-axis-ka/#

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RingMaster 22/04/2015

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