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Finland's Satanic Warmaster is a solo black metal project of Lauri Penttilä, aka Werwolf, who is ex-vocalist of Horna (as Nazgul) and the current lead vocalist with Vargrav, amongst a million other projects. I haven't heard all of SW's releases, but what I have heard has a fair bit of disparity in quality, particularly due to quite a wide variation in production. "Exultation of Cruelty" isn't too bad as far as the production goes, but it certainly isn't the crispest, clearest black metal you will ever hear, exhibiting some degree of muddiness that does blunt the sound a little. The reverb is also set very high and impacts the clarity further.

Music-wise the playbook for most of the tracks sees them lurching from mid-paced, kind-of-melodic black metal riffing to more savage sounding blasting, these switches in pacing providing a dynamic impetus to the tracks that gives the impression of song progression even though there is a fair bit of repetition in the riffing. Occasionally the repetition just reaches the point of outstaying its welcome when, thankfully, Werwolf inserts one of these dynamic shifts and in so doing hits the refresh button before things become tedious. The tracks are actually quite lengthy for this conventional style of black metal, most hitting the 7-9 minute mark, timings more usual in the atmospheric black metal world, so he actually does a pretty good job of preventing staleness from setting in.

The playing is fairly precise, exhibiting none of the sloppiness that poor production values and excessive reverb sometimes attempts to mask and it is evident that Werwolf is a guy immersed in the black metal scene who just "gets" what it is about and how to deliver it in an authentic and uncomplicated manner. There are no surprises here, but rather a well-conceived and executed album of fairly straightforward black metal. If you are looking for a challenge in your black metal listening then you would be best served looking elsewhere, but if you just love the old-school black metal ethos and aesthetic then get ready for an hour of leather and spikes, unholy blasphemy and spitting in the eye of "the Man".

I have to admit that it's taken me a good five years to build up the courage to decide how I feel about this controversial black metal hit whose primary claim to fame was the succession of memes that were drawn from its ridiculous cover photo. The black metal scene generally isn't too kind to artists who present themselves in such a vulnerable fashion so you do tend to get a skewed view of the quality of a product like this one based on the triggering of people's gag reflex but I choose to base my judgement purely on the musical quality of such a release & it did take me a few listens to overcome, not only that cover, but also the unintimidating sound of this Ukraine one-man outfits second full-length. I mean, despite being influenced by classic black metal artists like Burzum & Darkthrone, "Pale Swordsman" does make most blackgaze acts sound pretty sinister in comparison but that doesn't mean that there's no substance behind it.

Lone contributor Crying Orc isn't exactly a virtuoso but he presents his ideas with passion & authenticity, almost thumbing his nose at the black metal traditionalists out there. There's a fragility to his melodicism & a boldness to his tendency to want to showcase his own vulnerability, as best showcased in gentle closer "Swordsman". Don't get me wrong. I do still have to confess that I definitely crave a darker format for my black metal. I just find that there's nothing terribly wrong with "Pale Swordsman" when taken as a purely artistic form of expression instead of comparing it with my long-standing ideals about what black metal should be. Album highlight "In the Garden" is a prime example of this as it's bookmarked by some fairly lightweight tremolo-picked riffage but, at its gooey centre, you can find the sort of atmosphere that I crave from my European black metal with the Orc's easily intelligible snarled vocals sitting very well over some highly melancholic guitar arpeggios.

If I was being critical, I'd suggest that the couple of piano-driven interludes are pretty flat & some of that is due to the production which has stolen the brightness that could have given these pieces a bit of life & replaced it with artificial vinyl crackles. Apart from that though, I've found enough quality in these simple black metal songs to keep me interested. It's very easy for people to dismiss the album based on a cursory listen because we are a flawed species with a tendency to want things to be as they first appear. A deeper investigation can sometimes surprise us though & I've found "Pale Swordsman" to have grown on me over time. Not enough to see me returning to it in the future I suspect, but enough for me to afford it a respectable score.

For fans of Draugveil, Felvum & Ebony Pendant.

You know, I'm not one to speak ill of this kind of over-the-top, epic fantasy music, especially when it comes to metal. I enjoy listening to Ensiferum, Amon Amarth and the like more than most, but sometimes you have to put your foot down. Symphonic strings can add a sweet new texture to an album, especially when the primary genre of that album is extreme metal (death and black metal), but they do have to be mixed well to work. 

Old Gods Awaken by the B.C. based Atavistia is one such example of this. Fundamentally, the album is adequate, but the orchestral arrangements are painfully forced. The strings are so close to the front of the mix that they start to take attention away from the primary metal base. Of course, a change in instrumental texture doesn't make an album good or bad,, but what else does Atavistia do to stand out from their symphonic/folk metal contemporaries?

Well...not much. If you've listened to Wintersun before, then you pretty much know what else you're getting out of this record. Like with Wintersun, Old Gods Awaken is quite bloated with its extended runtimes on individual songs. Songs like "Mystic Tavern" and "Ride the White Storm" have strong grooves with the occasional tight chorus, but they get overshadowed by an extended bridge or instrumental solo. The middle of the record shares some more concise runtime, but with some less than stellar choruses. While the album closer, "Old Gods Awaken" runs on for about six minutes too long. 

And that's about it. Atavistia, for all of their good intentions, are unable to develop a sound for themselves. Or, at the very least, produce an album that doesn't sound bloated. This is the bands fourth full length and it sounds like they haven't changed their sound at all. The mix is too overbearing and many of Old Gods Awaken's best moments are hidden behind a wall-of-sound that should never have been there.

Best Songs: To a New World, Goddess of My Dreams, Seeker of Time

For Fans Of: Ensiferum, Wintersun

More divine steers have been slaughtered sacrilegiously, but not ever like this…

He decapitates the bovine, wrings its blood, severs the withering vessels and excavates the flesh and any obstructing bones. He places the steer’s head upon his, raises his fists to the sky in triumph an holds a bone in his right hand and stomps and looks down on everyone else, showing that every album before it, whether thrash, death or even black metal is inferior to it. 

Seriously this album is something fucking else. The songs are very assorted and there is a wide variety of riffs, speed, and the structure of those songs in many ways. They all use the same elements but is masterfully arranged in unique ways to give different tastes. For example, Massacre fucking will stab your ass to death immediately upon opening up the album. Chariots of Fire also uses a blazing fast pace, with the guitars sounding like an actual wildfire, or a buzzing flaming army of thousands of charioted hellish knights which fall upon Earth to destroy humanity by driving the destruction of a nuclear war. Equimanthorn at the beginning half is very quick, aggressive and almost war metal like. I mean it was a massive influence on war metal (with bands like Revenge covering it), but then turns into a very catchy, slow and crushing drum beat that match the rhythm of the guitar in a groovy way, but a groove only unique to black metal. Its a hellish groove, which is not happily catchy, but it makes you march in a coordinated mass towards the inferno of hate. 

Enter the Eternal Fire is one of the greatest and most unique songs in metal, both in sound and thematic intention. It is consistently praised, and universally loved as a staple in black metal and in metal as a whole. But those aspects are not what I’m mentioning here. The uniqueness of the riff, which has literally no resemblance to any other metal song at all, because of the feedback loop of the entire riff biting itself back like a self eating snake. What I mean here is that the riff has a tie and varies a lot in pitch very quickly, between the sparsely laid out power chord posts and the unique one or two open string picking is what makes the song sound very unique, awesome, and hellish, and this is not even including the icy, raw, and serrated guitar tone. Its orchestral, an evil metal orchestra done right. Its like one of the perfect songs that should be playing during Dante’s journey in the Nine Circles in one of his Poems “Inferno”. The lyrics of the song sound like an in-depth tour of a man’s descent in Hell, and absolutely like some Satan worship of willingly giving up yourself to go to Hell in some cheesy corny song. In fact the Devil is never mentioned once in this song. The person in question in the song is being forced and hypnotized with the constant call of his name and is drawn into the fire, seeing and hearing the bodies and voices crying in pain. He will enter the eternally burning fire.  

Call from the Grave is very heavy, like a cargo vessel, Jon Brower Minnoch, Sagittarius A heavy. Okay maybe not that heavy, but it is a very dark, warm, groovy and a shock mondo VHS film kind of atmosphere, like observing an autopsy. It has that magnetic, distorted ragged almost fluid like electronic bass sound when the strings on Quorthon’s guitar are rolling down each of the bars. The main riff of this song is such that it only sounds good in this, setting, atmosphere and album. The guitar sound is unlike any other and so is the song’s riffs. The lyrics also are quite haunting, considering the fact that the mastermind of this masterpiece is gone. 

I mean this is the greatest black metal album ever. Forget about the overrated “Storm of the Light’s Bane”, “Filosofem” and absolutely abysmally garbage “black shoe gaze” albums that you’ll for some reason find on that stupid black metal ranking list in “Rate Your Music”, (which is an absolute garbage joke of a website). But besides that, I think that this album is important to not just black metal, but metal as a whole. This album destroys any other band in the 80s, and it is the greatest example of what an evil sounding album should sound like. Its primordial, cold and hot on the extremes, fast, brutal, aggressive and malicious. This is a perfect album, anybody would be shitheaded pillock to not consider this a flawless record of extreme music. It is not rooted in any previous genres because it created a new sound entirely, with some little footing in thrash metal, but it is breaks from that as a whole. I mean enough has been said here, I personally love this album and have it on a CD, so its playable in the car stereo, this album is addicting truly!

About a month ago, I reviewed the newest record from Finnish melodic black metal band, Gaerea, called Loss and I spent more than a little bit of time going over how Century Media Records took a promising little progressive black metal project and sucked the life out of it. In that review I also referred to the band Non Est Deus and how they were also signed to Century Media Records. So given how the Gaerea album review went, I was certainly not looking forward to this.

Upon further research, it tuns out that not only is Non Est Deus still technically signed to Noisebringer Records (which acts as more of a subdivision of Century Media), but I completely forgot to mention one other black metal who is tied to this record label: Kanonenfieber. This makes a lot of sense when you consider that Non Est Deus is one of the projects of the German multi-instrumentalist/producer, Noise. This is all to say that I have been enjoying revisiting some of the older records of Kanonenfieber before their transition to Century Media Records and I was hoping that Non Est Deus would do the same.

And the result was fairly enjoyable, if a little repetitive. The opening of this record with "Show Mercy" into "Forgive Me" is a nice little introduction to the whole "Blessings" and "Curses" that the album is highlighting. The first is fairly calm, almost tranquil in structure, and then "Forgive Me" revs up the intensity with blast beats and tremolo guitars. The rhythmic drive on these more aggressive songs is really intoxicating and leaves me excited to hear what will happen next.

On the downside however, this record seems to lose a lot of steam during its second half. A few tracks following "Prayer II" have the uncanny effect of sounding eerily similar to other tracks on the same album. While the albums closer causes me to lose interest in record time as both "The Sacrifice" and "The Indulgence" share not only the same tonal center's but also the same tempos and dynamic shifts. As a result, a record that begins incredibly well, falls off pretty hard at its conclusion.

And this is not helped that much at all by the lyrical content. Like with Kanonenfieber, Non Est Deus is a conceptual project that, while remaining pretty vague, is meant to be an anti-religious project. With Kanonenfieber I can tolerate it since it's carried by themes that are not a common stereotype in this genre. Part of the reason I enjoyed Aara's 2024 album Eiger was because of the uncommonly found concept. Blessings and Curses carries a lot in common with De Mysteriis Dom Sathanas and as a result, loses some of its charm.

That being said, I still do enjoy enough of Blessings and Curses to give it a fair shake. As a Century Media Records project, this is solid enough black metal to give it a tentative recommendation. I am willing to forgive the momentum loss during the second half and very played out concept because I know that Noise knows what they are doing; they are too talented as a composer/songwriter and as a producer. And it's still played so well that it doesn't bother me the same as it might on other projects. It is better than 2023's Legacy so that's a bonus.

Best Songs: Forgive Me, The Forsaken, Transgression, Kora

For Fans Of: Kononenfieber, Winterfylleth, Yoth Iria

This latest release from the ukrainian atmospheric black metallers is a three-track, twenty-minute EP and it exudes an air of melancholic reflectiveness that is reminiscent of the opening instrumental from previous album, 2025's "Shadow Play". This may well be all-new material, but I wouldn't be at all surprised if it turned out to be leftover tracks from that album because it fits in so well as a companion piece. This turn in tone from Drudkh is unsurprising given the situation in Ukraine over the last four years, particularly around the band's hometown of Kharkiv which has seen some of the war's most intense fighting. Who wouldn't become pensive in such a situation? Although they don't address the war directly in their lyrics I think lines like "Only their silhouettes, Touched once by an indifferent hand, Take up faded places, In memory" (from "Memory") are fairly unambiguous in their sentiment.

The opener is indeed a reflective piece that, whilst still sitting comfortably under atmospheric black metal has such a melancholy air to it, emphasised beautifully by some subtly applied keys, that it also feels like it has one foot in the post-metal camp. The second track, "Somewhere, Sometime" is an instrumental that possibly feels even more wistful than the opener with its main melodic theme having a reflective, folky air, as if looking back fondly on simpler times now lost. Add in some picked guitar lines and, again, those subtle, melancholy-sounding synths and you have a fairly simple, melodic and exceedingly effective instrumental break at the heart of the EP.

The closer, "A Moment in Eternity" is probably the track most recognisable to long-standing Drudkh fans, being a more conventional slice of atmospheric black metal. Even here, though, the vicious bite that used to hone the edge of Drudkh's sound feels muted, as if the sorrow being felt by the musicians is so great as to infuse their very being and leave them changed as a result. Once more, even though the track is of a higher tempo and has a traditional black metal structure, the air of wistful reflection still permeates it and rather than being a celebration of ukrainian culture and history as a lot of Drudkh's past work seemed to be, this is more like a eulogy to something that has been lost, possibly for ever.

I understand if some long-time fans were to be unsure of this direction the band have taken as it is quite different to their best-loved releases but, as someone who is often drawn to the more downbeat and melancholy in metal, I have to say that I actually really like this, even though, unfortunately, its sentiments may well be rooted in real world tragedy which i am sure we all wish had never happened.

Varg Vikernes' eight (second recorded after his release from prison) studio album was a major disappointment for me at the time but it's been a good decade & a half since we last crossed paths now so I thought I'd give it another chance to capture me this week. Unfortunately, despite not being quite as bad as I first thought, "Fallen" is still a fairly underwhelming experience with pretty much every element being less effective than they've been during Varg's incredible creative peak of the mid-1990's. The overall sound is thrashier than he'd offered up before & spends time in both the conventional & atmospheric black metal space. There's a noticeable lack of synthesizers here though which is regrettable when you consider how wonderfully Varg's utilized them in the past. Vikernes' harsh vocals are totally different too & sound like he's really struggling to reproduce them in his old age while his incorporation of clean vocals is misguided, even bordering on being cringe-worthy. In saying all of that, there are some great black metal riffs here at times which leads to a good half of the record being pretty enjoyable (see "Jeg faller", "Vanvidd" & my personal favourite "Enhver til sitt"). Sadly though, the other half is pretty lacklustre with the tracklisting petering out badly at the end & collapsing completely with the God-awful neo-pagan folk closer "Til Hel og tilbake igjen". Look... you can obviously tell from my rating that "Fallen" isn't a complete disaster but it simply isn't up the task of maintaining Burzum's legacy. In fact, it's hard to deny that it does its best to tarnish it. I think "Fallen" was comfortably the weakest Burzum album to the time.

For fans of Drudkh, Forgotten Woods & Judas Iscariot.

Who the heck are Agatus? According to the internet, they have been at it for nearly thirty-five-years, yet I have never heard of them. Albeit they inhabit a geography of black metal that I rarely visit, in the Hellenic scene. They certainly sound like they are from that scene but do sound a tad colder in their style when compared to the still similar sounds of Rotting Christ and Varathron. Like those fellow Greeks, the simplicity of Agatus’ sound is endearing, somehow taking the clumsiness of Bathory and the attack of Absu and making pleasing output from them. Those melodies are the key to the overall success of Dawn of Martyrdom though. That is where the memorability gets an upgrade from those basic structures and stabs of keys.

It is hard to describe the record as being amateur. Despite it not really stretching its legs all that much, Dawn of Martyrdom still is welcome to stay the full length of its near fifty-one-minute runtime. Once it is playing, I find it hard to turn off, even though it is doing nothing remarkable. This style of black metal is important to remind us all that black metal grew around this bare aesthetic over many decades, but I missed the inception of this genre and so most of the time when I find a record that I have missed from the 90’s, I roll my eyes a little and think “oh, this sound again”. However, Agatus just have a real authenticity to their sound making their debut difficult to resist.

It is no hidden gem or missed classic for my money as these ideas have all been done already and done much better in fact. That’s not to say that I fail to enjoy the album though. Agatus can more than string together a tune, even if the variety factor suffers here (albeit it’s a black metal album so I must base part of my rating on how well it maintains those conventional tropes of repetition and mundane grimness). I would say the standout factor is the attack of the album, which is dogged in its determination to say the least. It may have melody galore and picked string passages drifting around the place but ultimately the album is on the front foot for a lot of the time. If you like the Hellenic scene then you cannot go wrong with Dawn of Martyrdom.

With all the modern variations of black metal it is easy to forget what made it so appealing in the first place. For me, these frosty, often quite simple, tremolo riffs with minimal bass influence, pummelling drums and blastbeats, croaky, cracked vocals intoning lyrics of fantastical occultism and thin and reedy, cheap-sounding synth overlays are a much-appreciated reminder of what it was about black metal that initially spoke to me. In truth, I think a lot of early black metal was actually far more accessible than it is given credit for. It wasn't always the home of the dissonant and avant-garde boundary-pushers it plays host to a lot of the time now and its roots in thrash, speed and particularly death metal were often quite apparent. Of course this is all relative and at the time it was more of a revolution than it appears in hindsight aided, no doubt, by a lot of the myths and legends that surrounded some of the prime movers. What I am getting at with this lengthy preamble is that listening to "Dawn of Martyrdom" for the first time, thirty years after its original release, has been a major positive experience for me, reigniting some of the fire that I felt when first getting into black metal, a fire that has been doused somewhat by a genre that has moved well beyond its original boundaries into areas that too frequently now leaves me unmoved.

In common with many from the Hellenic black metal scene, Agatus sit at the more melodic end of the black metal spectrum with riffs that are generally mid-paced rather than frantically pummelling and which owe a lot to traditional heavy metal's inherent melodicism, allowing each track an identity of its own and giving them quite a high memorability factor alongside a greater degree of accessibility than some of the more kvlt acts of the 90s. Now, personally I think there is plenty of room within the black metal realm for both the melodic and the kvlt with no contradiction in enjoying both. There is a definite tinge of Immortal to the Greeks' debut, a band that proved that you didn't have to only have ultra lo-fi production and relentless blastbeats to sit at black metal's top table, with tracks such as "Spirits From the Depths of Earth" and the opener "Under the Spell of the Dragon" feeling like they would be perfectly at home on the Norwegian's "At the Heart of Winter" album. I am not implying that this is by any means over-produced, not at all, it is still quite sparse production-wise, but it does have just enough meat on its bones to melt some of that nordic frostiness and infuse it with some Aegean brine instead, feeling less like disembodied voices from snow-covered forests and more like natural spirits calling down from mystical island mountaintops.

Very much in similar vein to Immortal's Ravendark mythos, "Dawn of Martyrdom" feels like Agatus are pulling you into an overarching saga rather than just praising satan and cursing religion, unsurprising from a band that calls the bithplace of Homeric epic home. Three of the tracks are quite lengthy, the two already mentioned and the nine-minute "King of the Forest", and these more epic affairs are where Agatus really excel, allowing their penchant for epic storytelling free rein and being my favourites as a result. This isn't the whole story of course, the short, frantic "Black Moon's Blood" sees the band proving that they can kick it with the Darkthrone's of the world and following track "When the Macabre Dance Begins" and the closer, "Nostalgia...", are interludes that sound like the music to formal medieval dances, but generally speaking, they stick to the mid-paced and melodic formula that seems to suit them so well.

I have been on a bit of a trad metal kick over the last few months as I have gone back to metal's 80s heyday with some targeted listening and I think that has really set me up to appreciate this chunk of Homeric Black Metal and its more melodic approach to black metal songwriting. Listening to this has made me wonder why I have never dived deeply into the Hellenic BM scene, a state of affairs it has made me determined to rectify. If you fancy Immortl with a bit of a medieval bent then give this a blast and I don't think you will regret it.

Continuing my theme of picking records that are by artists/bands who I am already familiar with but do not immediately recognise their side-projects at first glance, I recently discovered Solar Temple via The North playlist. One CD purchase later and I find out that this is one of the guys from Fluisteraars, a reference that I can hear in the first bars of album opener ‘Those Who Dwell in the Spiral Dark’. Despite having just two tracks the album is over thirty-six-minutes long and there is just as much detail in those two tracks as if there was seven or eight to listen through as part of a “standard” offering.

I would probably best describe Fertile Descent as music for the void. Once you are accustomed to the fathomless expanse that you will plummet through for all eternity you will find respite in its more atmospheric moments. You will hear the influence of Drudkh at times whilst on other occasions you will be soothed by otherworldly choral crooning. In short, this record is full of surprises, yet it never truly goes off-piste. For as much as I would recommend putting some headphones on with this one to properly enjoy it, I cannot guarantee that you will be able to still follow all individual elements at first. This is a record that does reward with repeated listens and does take the listener beyond just black metal. It is both dark and uplifting at the same time in fact, a feat many albums in this realm fail to pull off.

If we wanted to get into genre pedantry, then we could describe Fertile Descent as post-black metal, although blackgaze would be a stretch too far. Solar Temple are certainly unafraid to stretch their legs, regardless of one’s opinion of exactly where that takes them too. There is nothing alienating about Fertile Descent yet at the same time there is no evidence of the duo that make up Solar Temple crying out for mainstream stage lights either. Instead, the album sounds like an honest committal to tape of what excites and motivates the artists. I won’t pretend to love all of it, but I can certainly relate to most of it, and that’s progress folks.

Denmark remains one of the positive outliers in the world of black metal for churning out consistently high-quality bands. A lot like Canada, I find that there is almost a guarantee that I will like something that lands in my grubby mitts if it has originated from the land of Lego. Heltekvad are members of Morild, Afsky and Sunken. All three bands hail from the same country and having checked out a few releases from each it is not hard to see why I fell for Morgenrødens helvedesherre instantly. In fact, it was not until I purchased the vinyl that I released the band was a super-group of sorts. There is indeed a lot for me to like across these seven tracks that complete the album in a little over thirty-five-minutes. The vinyl copy comes with an impressive booklet, full of medieval imagery to accompany the lyrics, which are all Danish, and with me not understanding Danish the imagery is more appealing.

The music itself has a very European bm flavour to it. Anyone familiar with the vast atmospheric tunes of Sunken or Morild will find a little of that style by way of comparison here, if anything though, you could more easily liken it to an Afsky record, which feels a bit of a cop out given it is Ole Pedersen Luk’s demented shrieking that undertakes vocal duties here, the exact same voice of Afsky. It is not that Morgenrødens helvedesherre lacks texture because of the lack of extensive atmospheric bm. In fact, I would describe it as a very tactile listening experience overall. Jagged riffing plays across angular melodies, whilst on other occasions the more familiar tremolo takes centre stage. With a surprisingly clear production the guitars feel especially free to breathe alongside those raw vocals. My only criticism would be that the drums seem to have a diminished presence in the mix.

The sense of medieval times I have gauged from my reading of the period is that it was a time of desperation, and that despair was very much prevalent in daily life. The desperation and despair in the music are fitting then for my imagined aesthetic of life in this period of history. Uncertainty over war, invasion, famine, disease and inequality in general all provide a tumultuous backdrop for the trio of Heltekvad to write their black metal musings to. Completed by flares of horns and samples of what sound like lutes on one occasion, this medieval theme is certainly underlined well throughout Morgenrødens helvedesherre. The busier pacing of some tracks reflects a sense of chaos and the constant threat of change looming, whilst there is still some bleak comfort from the use of melody also on the record.

Steineiche is the 1998 debut album / demo (delete as necessary) by a young Wintherr (Tobias Möckl) and his fledgeling Paysage d'Hiver black metal project. In its most widely available version it consists of three lengthy tracks, each quite distinct, and has a runtime around an hour. The original, limited edition, CD-R version had a fourth track, Déjà Vu, which doesn't appear on subsequent versions and which I haven't heard.

Even at this early stage it was evident that Wintherr had an uncanny knack of wringing an enormous amount of atmosphere from the most basic of palettes. The length of the tracks inevitably leads to a degree of repetitiveness, but Wintherr's genius is in never allowing such to become monotonous or boring, but continuously evolving each track so that listener engagement is maintained, whilst not straying too far from the original premise and enveloping and immersing said listener in the atmospherics. The production values are exceedingly lo-fi as anyone familiar with the project would already guess, yet Wintherr works this in the music's favour, using sparse, lo-fi recording techniques to infuse his work with an inherent iciness that feels sharp and brittle like winter frost and is eminently suited to the atmosphere of this album in particular and the wider concept of "The Wanderer" that makes up the entire discography of the project, thus laying out his manifesto very early on.

As I mentioned at the outset, the three tracks are each very distinct, yet they complement each other inordinately well. The opener "Die Baumfrau" ("The Tree Woman"), begins with an ambient intro complete with that staple of Pd'H releases, samples of a winter wind blowing frostily from the speakers, before erupting in a shivering blast of black metal iciness that is probably nearest to what most would expect from the project, but which is no less effective for that, it essentially being the acorn from which that particular black metal oak germinated. The riffing and blasting is of a pummelling intensity and the high-pitched shrieks are searingly harsh and sound like someone taking a power sander to an orc's balls, but the track feels even more sinister when these give way to a deep, spoken-word section where the vocals hover around on the edge of audibility before the frantic shrieking reasserts control. Subtle little details like this, along with the insertion of a gothick-y guitar melody over the main riff in the middle section and another near the track's end that sounds like bluegrass banjo-picking, prevent the track from becoming stale whilst still maintaining the direction of travel, a skill with which Wintherr has proven to be admirably proficient over the years. By track's end, such is the impressiveness of his nascent songwriting ability, you don't even realise that twenty minutes have elapsed.

For the second epic, very different, track we get to hear from The Tree Woman's spouse "Der Baummann" (The Tree Man). This is a much more moody-sounding piece that has a doomier ethic with a guitar sounding at times very similar to Celtic Frost, or more accurately Triptykon. Overlaid with thin keys and a picked guitar melody and featuring guttural croaking vocals mixed quite low, this has a sinister, ominous edge to it, contrasting superbly with the savagery of the opener, as if the threat of "Der Baummann" is deeper and more profound than the mere physical violence of "Die Baumfrau". Ending with a tortured (possibly synthesised) violin scraping at your mind, the track seems to threaten the annihilation of soul as well as body.

The closer is a twenty-five minute ambient piece with a haunting, ritualistic atmosphere. Now I am not known for my patience with long ambient tracks. My dislike of "Rundgang um die transzendentale Säule der Singularität" on Burzum's "Filosofem" seemingly flying in the face of popular opinion, for example, but Wintherr here shows Varg how to construct a lengthy epic with quite simple building blocks that never threatens to become tedious. From ritualistic and almost martial-sounding beginnings it reaches for the stars and becomes more cosmic and occult. With barely audible spoken vocals that feel like the probings of a Cthulhian titan seeking to escape its cosmic prison, it hints at secrets of the universe that a mere man's mind could not possibly comprehend, nor soul withstand. Ending with a female operatic aria, "Der Baum" leaves a quite stunning impression.

I must confess that, for some inexplicable reason, I had never checked out this debut until now, but now I have I would probably list it as one of Paysage d'Hiver's most interesting releases. The songwriting is extraordinarily accomplished and as he was responsible for everything on the record, Wintherr's technical competence cannot be sniffed at either. Whilst I accept that some may struggle with the sparse production, I find that the lack of high production values removes a layer of artifice from between artist and listener and allows an unvarnished reopresentation of Wintherr's intent to be heard, to everyone's benefit.

This is one of my favourite albums, not just because it is a brilliant slab of atmospheric black metal, but also because it shows that black metal needn't necessarily be hateful and misanthropic all the time, but can actually be used to relate human stories and illuminate it's listeners about topics of which they know little or nothing. Austin Lunn is also an artist who flies in the face of genre stereotypes. This is a guy who actually cares about people - he used to be a social worker but quit, I believe, due to the frustration of working within an overly bureaucratic system. So when someone tells you all black metal bands are nazi satanists then point them in Panopticon's direction.

I was originally turned on to Panopticon via his 2014 album Roads to the North and was so impressed I dived right into his back catalogue. The preceding albums were not as impressive as Roads... that is until I got to Kentucky, which is the album where the Panopticon sound really began to gel. The introduction of bluegrass music into a black metal environment was a revelation to me. I was more than familiar with the inclusion of european-derived folk elements in black metal and even middle-eastern influences via bands like Melechesh, but this was a whole new take (to me anyway) and as such sounded fresh and exhilharating. I have always quite liked the sound of bluegrass, it has a kind of melancholy to it that is difficult to pinpoint, but that resonates with me somehow (although coming from England's northern midlands I have no endemic cultural attachment to the music) but it wasn't until I heard it welded to atmospheric black metal that it actually began to make sense to me and none more so than on Kentucky's telling of the struggles of early twentieth century American coal miners against their profit-driven bosses. I don't want to get into the politics of the record, but as I worked with many family members of miners who were part of the bitter early 1980's miner's strike here in the UK, let's just say that I have some sympathy for the album's protagonists and the history of labour struggles does hold some interest for me.

Of course what we came here for is the black metal and Kentucky contains three of my all-time favourite black metal tracks in Bodies Under the Falls, Black Soot and Red Blood and Killing the Giants As They Sleep, these tracks owing much to another of my GOAT albums, WitTR's Two Hunters, an album I've waxed lyrical about on more than one occasion! This blend of poetic black metal, folk protest songs and effortless storytelling makes for a unique listening experience that defies the norm in metal music and firmly plants Kentucky on my list of great black metal albums.

A Hero Forgotten

I probably shouldn't have been as surprised as I was when I realized the French Black Metal scene is quite strong after looking through my catalog. One-man Black Metal projects are always an exciting (or...interesting) prospect and Archvile King is no different, but standing among the giants of Blut Aus Nord, Deathspell Omega, and Alcest is somewhat difficult. There are already plenty of quality supporting acts trying to make their way out of the shadows such as Aorlhac, Les Chants de Nihil, and Véhémence who follow a seemingly unspoken French template of a more grandiose atmosphere without sacrificing that distinct Black Metal energy. Archvile King's Aux Heures Désespérées slots in nicely to this scene as a more classic, but still complex, sounding Black Metal project with strong Dungeon Synth elements that transport the listener straight into the throes of the medieval cover art.

Medieval themes swirl around this release, but they are distinctly darker and more solemn than their contemporaries Véhémence, who lean on the folky and classical acoustic side. There's a noticeable attention to atmosphere on Aux Heures Désespérées where the synth intros and breaks have more unique characters to them than your average Black Metal album. Archvile King is really able to sell the gloomy, medieval fantasy world that the cover depicts in a way that still fits with the aggressive Black Metal, especially at the beginning of "L'Excuse" when more and more layers are added on top of the simple synth melodies. Even though the album starts with a ripping opener filled with blast beats and densely layered riffing, it quickly slows down a bit and continues on within more Melodic Black Metal territory. Thankfully, it never loses the energy or edge it established in the opener since the constant interplay between the lead melodies or tremolo and the backing chord progression riffing allows for a ton of complexity for careful listeners. The layered melodies allow Aux Heures Désespérées to bounce around to different ideas without losing the cohesive theme of the album, whether it's the triumphant ending chug riff of "À Ces Batailles Abandonnées" or the dense chaos of "Le Carneval Du Roi Des Vers". The entirely French vocal performance is much more biting than Véhémence's, preferring fried screams and darker growls as opposed to cleaner choral elements. I've found Archvile King's delivery to be a bit more satisfying as it fits nicely into the mix against the more aggressive riffing without being overpowering. The inflections and pronunciation are also more varied and expressive than you may expect, which leads to a pretty gripping performance that rounds out the whole package.

Aux Heures Désespérées is a fantastic album from a solo effort that continues to showcase that Black Metal is one of the most flexible and exciting genres in the modern Metal landscape. After having to slog through tons of albums that use the same old nature sound interludes, Archvile King seems to understand how to set up a compelling album atmosphere and keep it interesting through the entire runtime, even down to the fully Dungeon Synth closing track. Given how the album progresses it's a great and brooding way to end a gloomy, medieval fantasy as the depicted hero is lost and overgrown. 

Pillorian dropped onto my radar in 2017 with the release of their debut, and sadly only release, Obsidian Arc. I recall it was well spoken of amongst internet peers of the time, and it retained at least one play a year in the ensuing nine-year period with me. Apparently, somebody in Pillorian said something that was deemed unsavoury by the rest of the band and so they split up in 2019. I have no idea what the comment/s were and nor do I care to find out, I only mention the incident to provide context of the band being no more despite releasing such a promising debut. Hailing from the hotbed of metal music that is Portland, Oregon, the band consisted of Agalloch’s John Haughm on vocals and guitars, bassist/guitarist Stephen Parker and former Uada drummer Trevor Matthews. Eisenwald records recently had a sale, I needed some more vinyl and Obsidian Arc got nabbed, putting it onto my “to review” pile.

It is important to say that I have little time for Agalloch. I find pretty much anything that they have done to be dull and over-indulgent. I am aware that places me in a minority, but nonetheless, it is the truth. Whilst I cannot say that Pillorian stray miles away from the Agalloch template (the second half of the album at times gets uncomfortably close in fact), they do possess enough nihilistic misanthropy to present as a black metal band that are much more in the boundaries of appeal for me. The themes here do speak to my general derisory view of humanity and my particular interest in societal collapse, although the depth does get a little too reflective at times for me. Yet, as perhaps you would expect, everything is written to a high standard. Song structures are robust and the arrangement is thought through as opposed to just a scattergun approach to proceedings. The instrumentation is of a very high standard, and the production is professional if not perhaps a little too clean at times for a black metal record.

Genres are explored here alongside sub-genres, and these explorations do wander outside of metal altogether at some points with post-punk vibes appearing to my ears. In the main however, you have a combination of atmospheric black metal with elements of doom thrown in for interesting measure which I have seen noted in an online review as resulting in “easy listening black metal”. That seems a tad of a stretch for me, especially given the very negative tones of the themes of the record, yet this is not a record for fans of raw bm by any means.

As I understand it, Agalloch was on hiatus (or believed gone for good) when this album got released, following a relatively poorly received final record from them. I have no knowledge of that album to provide any comparison and given this is a different band also, it would seem unfair to try and draw any. Taken on individual merit, Obsidian Arc is finely crafted as a black metal record that is unafraid of a little exploration. More importantly, the members have the maturity and ability to carry that experimentation off and make the record a success.

Since forming in 1997, Elvenking has made their nearly 3-decade journey of blending the power metal of Blind Guardian and Helloween with the folk metal of Skyclad. They were one of my favorite bands of that sound when I was listening to a lot of those two genres at the time when this live album first came out. And revisiting them all those years later, the best live renditions of songs from their first 8 albums are all in here!

The Night of Nights consists of a special concert filled with different guests. Two hours of material from all their albums at the time in incredible live quality to please fans new and old. Released in December 2015, it was a spectacular early Christmas gift that has something for every Elvenking listener.

The folky intro "The Manifesto" starts it all. I was kinda hoping it would leading to that 13-minute epic "King of the Elves", but that doesn't happen. At least we really blast off with a classic in "Trows Kind", which I once thought was their own take on DragonForce's "Through the Fire and Flames". But that's nothing compared to the highlight that is another track from The Winter Wake, "The Wanderer". You can really rock out to the happiness and sorrow from the guitars and violins. It is one of those tracks that test out your enjoyment for this band. If you love that song, you'll love this band and the rest of this offering. Otherwise you're out of here. Everything has the right amount of cheese in this Gamma Ray-gone-Skyclad sound. "Runereader" from Red Silent Tides has the band's typical including and epic blend of metal sections and acoustic bridges. "Pagan Revolution" is fun banger of folky power metal worth many listens. The guitars, drums, and vocals are all energetic without ever relying on overproduction. This is probably my second-favorite track of Pagan Manifesto behind that 13-minute epic.

"She Lives at Dawn" is a short melancholic interlude from their acoustic/hard rock album Two Tragedy Poets. Nothing much is added here other than a nice break from all that metal fun. "Jigsaw Puzzle" is a wonderful surprise, originally in their only album without lead vocalist Damnagoras, Wyrd. Lots of Maiden-esque guitar and bass melody there. "Elvenlegions" is another short track that can still provide a lot from the band. Amazing as f***! "The Cabal" is quite catchy, and I can hear why that was released as a single. Another short atmospheric interlude "A Prayer to Cernunnos" is exclusive to this offering, basically just some eerie narration.

"Moonbeam Stone Circle" shows an increase of maturity in the band's sound, though it's still their usual folk/power metal. The melody/rhythm interplay stays strong as ever. Then comes a drum solo by Symohn with background electronic noise, aptly titled "Symohn's Bash". Quite a unique addition to the setlist! The amazing "From Blood to Stone" follows. Despite being pretty much all acoustic, I enjoy the non-electric riffing and the chorus I can almost sing along to, "Fall-ing, fall-ing!" One of the only tracks I love from Two Tragedy Poets, and one of the only acoustic folk tracks I love in general. We finally get a song from the band's classic debut Heathenreel, "Skywards". It also starts off sounding acoustic then rises into metal, even heading close to black metal. "Disillusion's Reel" allows you to take a breather as an ethereal acoustic ballad.

Then disc 1 ends, and disc 2 begins with "Elven Aftermath", an intermission track with samples of songs that weren't performed. The band comes back on with perhaps the centerpiece of this entire offering, the debut's epic "Seasonspeech". The original track included guest vocals from different vocalists, with each one representing one of the 4 seasons. Here the band stands by that aspect with two guests, female vocalists Chiara Tricarico and Whisperwind. In between the metal sections is a flute-infused acoustic bridge. And we can't forgot about the glorious ending climax. You want something from the Era album, you got it with "Through Wolf's Eyes", which is more folky while still metal. And how about the sole track chosen from the "controversial" The Scythe, "The Divided Heart". The riffing and soloing has certainly made that track a memorable one. "Neverending Nights" is another great epic! It dives deep into winter darkness, a little unlike their happier side of folky power metal. Very well done, those not as festive as "Seasonspeech". Some more headbanging power metal comes on in "The Winter Wake", which has more experimentation, particularly in the original version's guest vocals by Destruction vocalist Marcel Schmier. A solid way to end the concert, before the well-deserved encore...

As the encore approaches its start, an orchestral overture "Era Theme" plays. Then comes one more song from Era, "The Loser". This is the song that marked Symohn's entrance into the band, since Era was his first album with Elvenking. His drumming is out of this world, in perfect synergy with the folk and metal sides of the coin. No sh*t, just THE SH*T. He can do all this complex stuff at ease, and it just adds to the fantastic magic of this song. And the fact that they saved that song for the encore shows how much confidence he and the rest of the band have. There's one more track for the encore, but that doesn't come until after the flute/string intro "To Oak Woods Bestowed". You all know where this is going... The show ends with the one track that started their journey, and also the one that got me into listening to Elvenking, "Pagan Purity". The vocals and guitars shine for their last round, the latter assisted by two more guests, former members Jarpen and Gorlan.

The concert can be viewed on DVD or listened to in two CDs, and if you get the DVD, you also get some music videos they've made over the years and a teaser for Pagan Manifesto. The Night of Nights is a night for new and longtime Elvenking fans to remember, and you don't wanna miss out on getting your hands on this live gem!

Favorites (one or two tracks per album plus one new track): "The Wanderer", "Runereader", "Pagan Revolution", "Jigsaw Puzzle", "Elvenlegions", "Symohn's Bash", "From Blood to Stone", "Seasonspeech", "Through Wolf's Eyes", "The Divided Heart", "Neverending Nights", "The Loser", "Pagan Purity"

I first encountered Germany's Bethlehem through the mid-90's tape trading scene through their 1993 demo tape & 1994 debut album "Dark Metal" (both of which I quite liked) which led me to track down their sophomore record "Dictius te necare" through the same channels once it hit the shelves. It saw Bethlehem adjusting their sound somewhat, mainly off the back of a lineup change that saw vocalist/keyboardist Andreas Classen (Darkened Nocturn Slaughtercult/Shining) being replaced by new front man Rainer Landfermann (Pavor) whose psychotic howls are the main talking point with this release. The blackened doom metal instrumentation isn't all that different to what we heard on "Dark Metal" but it's the over-the-top theatrics of Landfermann that the clear focal point & will ultimately decide on your reaction to "Dictius te necare" as I think it's fair to say that he's more than a little divisive. He is also the main catalyst for the album's DSBM credentials as he sounds like he's in all sorts of agonizing pain on these seven tracks. Personally, I think the album needs him too as the riffs & single-guitar lineup aren't all that exciting but I do really enjoy the deep, stripped-back atmospheric material that pops up from time to time on most tracks. The doomier material is also where I think Bethlehem are at their best with lengthy closer "Dorn meiner Allmacht" being the clear album highlight in my opinion. I can't subscribe to the general consensus that "Dictius te necare" is some sort of classic release but it's certainly worth a listen for those with a penchant for the doomier & more depressive side of black metal.

For fans of Silencer, Shining & Forgotten Tomb.

I quite liked some of Hellenic black metal heavyweights Necromantia's early works like 1993's "Crossing the Fiery Path" debut album & particularly their 1992 split album with Varathron, both of which I picked up through the tape trading scene during the first half of the 1990's. This led to me purchasing their highly praised 1995 sophomore record "Scarlet Evil Witching Black" on CD at the time of release & I gave it a decent chance to win me over like it did a number of my tape trading associates. While there's no doubt that I generally enjoyed the experience, I'd only spend a week or so with this record before it would be placed towards the back of my CD collection & I wouldn't find myself reaching for it very often over the few decades that have passed since. This week I thought I'd see if I could discover why that is as "Scarlet Evil Witching Black" appears to have gone on to become somewhat of a classic release for the Hellenic black metal movement over time.

For those that aren't already aware, Necromantia offer a unique take on black metal given that they've overlooked the requirement for a rhythm guitarist, instead opting to replace it with two bass guitarists (one a four-string & the other an eight-string), both utilizing a distorted tone that gives them a very identifiable sound. Necromantia also incorporate symphonics quite readily although I don't think it's enough for the symphonic black metal tag to be considered. Does it work? Well, in a word yes but that doesn't mean that it's always exciting &, as a guitarist myself, I do find myself missing my usual frequency band. There are some guitars thrown in for random solos here & there but they're not particularly well executed & their neoclassical approach doesn't feel like the best fit for black metal either. On the positive, the vocal screams of front man Magus Wampyr Daoloth are very good & the faster, more aggressive passages really appeal to me & are largely the reasons I enjoy the record overall. During the times when the four-piece outfit embrace more of a traditional heavy metal influence, I find myself losing a bit of interest & it's hard to deny that the first couple of tracks are clearly the best (particularly my personal favourite in opener "Devilskin"), leaving the remainder of the tracklisting to chase those levels of quality in vain.

Still... I think you have to hear this record at some point if you regard yourself as an avid black metal nut, if only to experience the bass-driven assault, & this release is generally considered to be the peak of Necromantia's powers so it's probably the box you need to tick. I just can't see it as any sort of classic myself. It's decent enough but rarely draws me back.

For fans of Mortuary Drape, Varathron & Thou Art Lord.

Gorrch are over fifteen years into their existence and are only just getting around to their sophomore album. The duo of Chimsicrin (drums, vocals and keyboards) and Droich (guitars and bass) make for a quite a melodic take on the sound stylised by DSO. They lack the foreboding edge of the DSO sound, forming a more urgent and dashing movement to the music with a frankly excessive use of the tremolo. Nonetheless, the comparison is unavoidable.

Over only six tracks, the repetition of the guitar does get a little tiresome, however. That sounds like a dumb thing to say for a black metal record, given that repetition is a key factor of black metal in general. However, I do feel that the tremolo is simply overused, certainly across the first half of the album at least. For the latter three tracks there does appear to be a little more variation, and the album improves for it.

The drums are perhaps the best part of the whole album for me. Well produced and unobtrusive, yet at the same time they are as varied as they are prominent. I do not get the sense that they are particularly complex in their patterns, yet the skill of the musician is still obvious. The other standout from the second half of Stillamentum is the use of dark choral vocals. Their inclusion gives tracks a ritualistic theme that grabs the attention well.

Eleven years between records is a long time, and I have not heard their debut record to know how marked a difference, or not, there is to what goes on throughout Stillamentum. Both members have roles in other bands I can see which may explain the huge gap in output. I cannot say that Stillamentum suffers in any regard, more that it labours somewhat. If the guitars could match the drums in both variety and positioning in the overall sound, then I would enjoy the album more. However, this is not a bad record by any means, and I will be keeping an ear out for album number three if it ever arrives.

I suppose that comparisons with Darkspace are par for the course with Aara. Two atmospheric black metal bands, both from Switzerland and both rather good at what they do. Although the ambient streak that runs through Darkspace material is perhaps not as prevalent in the sound of their fellow Swiss counterparts. There is possibly a straighter line to be drawn to Mare Cognitum in all honesty. At least to my ear also. Whatever comparison you want to draw, Aara makes atmospheric, melodic and very enduring black metal on Eiger. The enduring nature of the sound feels like a sound representation of the tragic story of one climb undertaken by a handful of individuals that resulted in significant loss of life on the mountain. The Eiger is a mountain that has claimed multiple lives over the years. Those brave enough to try and take on not only its perilous climbing height but also avalanches, treacherous weather and of course freezing temperatures have certainly helped it live up to its nickname of “Murder Wall”.

The freezing cold represented on the album resonates with a crystal-clear hue out of the melodic and poignant notes of the riffs. The blizzard like conditions is summarised wonderfully in the blitz of drums and guitar and the harsh environment could not be better represented overall by those scathing vocals. One of the main successes of Eiger is that despite all this multitude of metaphors, a listener can easily still hear the storytelling as it narrates. The swarming guitars of ‘Felsensang’ suggests the fingering stealth of icy flakes of snow, jabbing at the faces of the mountaineers as they make their way along this imperilled journey. Unafraid to bring a folk-tinged element to the strings at times, Aara are at home in all tempos it seems here. They can have quite forthright drums with the most subtle of guitar strings atop of them and still make it all sound cohesive.

Given the dark outcome of the story here, there are a lot of hopeful and positive sounding moments in play across the record. As such, the songs feel very human. To me they capture a lot of the determination of those who did try and reach the top (five turned back and the remaining four were killed in trying to complete the ascent) as well as leaving the listener in no doubt of the dangers in front of them at any given moment. The songwriting here is so well balanced that it is difficult not marvel at it. It seeks to remind us I think, that regardless of the respect the album affords to the mountain itself, ultimately this is a story of human endeavour.

This has been my first Aara record, and what a place to start. From reading other reviews, this is a break from what is usually a more gothic-themed storytelling, which would also be right up my alley and so I do plan to build on this positive experience by exploring more of the discography. Meanwhile, Eiger is a mature piece of black metal delivered with a level of melody that often eclipses its atmospheric promise. Yet this is by no means a bad thing.

This has been my first time listening to a full length by Melechesh, with the band having only ever managed to previously float on the periphery of my black metal listening taste. You see, I have never really been possessed by the urge to explore Melechesh in depth and off the basis of this record I doubt that this will change very much moving forwards. Despite some early promise on The Epigenesis it falls some way short for me in being a complete experience. Which seems like an odd statement given just how much is going on during the hour and eleven-minutes duration of the record. Somehow though, it just doesn’t all fit together for me.

I am not surprised to hear the musical influences on the record. The band bill themselves as Sumerian/Mesopotamian themed extreme metal and this certainly shows on this album. Those black metal roots are obvious underneath all the middle eastern sounds and the potency of technical death metal and the swarming sounds of progressive metal each get turns to take the steering wheel at times during the album also. For the first five tracks of the album, I don’t really have much of a problem. Tracks like ‘Grand Gathas of Baal Sin’ are absolute romps, full of pace and energy. Regrettably though, this is an album of two halves, and the second half is a very lost sounding and directionless affair to my ears.

The middle eastern influences just seem to take over after the instrumental track, ‘When Halos of Candles Collide’ and the tracks seem to lose a large portion of their metal credentials along the way and my attention starts to fade, badly. Whereas the non-metal instruments seem to blend relatively well with the more standard fare for the first part of the record, they seem to almost take over the longer the record goes on for. Add to this there is a definite accessible edge to tracks such as ‘Sacred Geometry’ which has a really irritating chorus section, which is not how I like my black metal I am afraid. Fair play to them for trying and I can see this works for other members, based on comments on the site already. However, this is a bit of a bugger’s muddle to me overall.

Best Songs: Oath Ov Prometheus, Penumbrian Lament, Death Is Forever

For Fans Of: Sólstafir, Dreadnought, Heretoir

In my more attentive death metal listening days I was specifically drawn for a period to the sounds of Portal, Grave Upheaval, Impetuous Ritual and Mitochondrion.  Across this cross-section of bands I had found a sound that had moved beyond the simply inaccessible depths of conventional death/blackened-death metal, and had gone on to a whole new level of murk and squall.  Song structures where a redundant concept.  Dissonance and swarming chaos ruled these despairing depths.  Whereas some of my peers were utterly alienated by such music, the sheer abandonment of all conventional tenets of music theory really struck the right chord with me.

Cabinet are a modern version of that sound. Except Cabinet's version is like listening to Vexovoid if Portal had recorded it whilst out of their minds on crack.  Not content with just taking extremity far beyond any known levels, Cabinet add a cinematic quality into proceedings to create some real drama.  Now, do not get mistaken for thinking this is disorder.  It comes across to me that Cabinet have managed to download all of our nightmares from our subconscious minds and commit them to tape.  As punishing as it does often get, Hydrolysated Ordination never loses my attention at all,  Whilst I could be forgiven at times for thinking that the riffs were recorded in a whole different dimension altogether, and with the noise elements also being well-dialled in, this record never actually veers wildly off-road.  It does sound for the majority of the runtime like it is driving in the flow of oncoming traffice I grant you, but this is what makes it such a deeply immersive experience.

The unpredictability of the record soon becomes its trademark.  Tracks begin and end where you don't expect them to, sounds that you think you recognise the orign of turn out to be questionable in origin after repeated listens.  Is that a horn being played or just another wildly distorted guitar?  These are the type of questions that I found me asking myself as I worked through the terrifying yet wonderfully deviant eleven tracks on offer.  All hope abandon, ye who enter here.

For an album typically categorized as blackgaze (including on the bands own Bandcamp page), I was shocked by how little reverb Subglacial was given in post-production. It gives the album a unique sense of raw and grounded emotion brought forth in the music and lyricism. However, the record's unique tonal quality might also be its biggest flaw, since the low end of the mix is painfully lacking throughout. Credit where it is due; there IS a bass presence that can be felt at times during the slower moving sections and the acoustic breaks, but when the guitars take over and start their tremolo picking, the bass is pitiful. And that turns out to be a huge shame because somewhere beneath the surface is a pretty solid album from Ashbringer. The stories told through the music are memorable, while also feeling engaging and immense. The transitions from soft to aggression are executed at the right time, the album isn't scared to flex its muscle in the long song department, without going overboard. But all of that feels like a mute point when the grounded bass lines are so flimsy and non-existent. It makes the whole concept of being grounded, back-to-reality, feel like a fools errand. In an attempt to swim, Ashbringer got their feet frozen underwater.

Best Songs: Subglacial, Send Him to the Lake

Manchester’s Winterfylleth have had a mostly “off” relationship with me (as opposed to an “on/off” relationship that is).  Their most enjoyable release for me has always been their acoustic folk record The Harrowing of Heirdom which I thought was fantastic in a kind of underground Fleet Foxes kind of a way, not too commercialised or harmonised either.  Fact is that most of their outright black metal records have left me cold, and not in the desired black metal experience kind of “cold” either.  I cannot deny that they are a talented bunch of lads, and that they do have a well-established following of loyal fans.  The music is never bad when I experience it, yet nor does it come across as being particularly memorable either.

The Unyielding Season caught me off guard therefore.  Soon after hearing it through a couple of times, I found myself able to predict songs on subsequent visits.  Opening track, ‘Heroes of a Hundred Fields’ has a fantastic section (which I heard called a “breakdown” the other day) after about two thirds of the way through.  Likewise, the title track has etched its flow into my memory banks also, much quicker than expected.  As with my favourite album of theirs, the two acoustic tracks are probably still my two preferred ones.  That favouritism has more to it than nostalgia for the previous release though, the band do have a genuine talent for writing beautiful acoustic pieces I feel and again it is these two moments that stay with me as the most positive experiences of the album.

It is not that the rest of the album is awful, more that these other tracks do seem to blur into one another.  This is a trait that only seems to get worse with repeated listens sadly.  Even on purely critical listens, it is hard to discern vast quantities of the album as having much in the way of individuality.  By far the greatest problem I have though is the poor choice of a cover track that sits right at the end of the album.  I am not Paradise Lost’s biggest fan, regardless of the fact that ‘Enchantment’ is one of my least favourite songs of their’s.  It was bad enough hearing Nick sing it but the vocalist for Winterfylleth somehow makes the experience worse.  Maybe I have overplayed this album in trying to settle on some reasonable understanding of it.  Looking at the score I have applied to the rating now, I would have thought it a shade higher upon initial discovery listens.  However, the reality over time has proven a different outcome is necessary.

While 1993's "Pure Holocaust" sophomore album was the record that cemented Norwegian black metal icons Immortal as a band that commanded my interest, it was third full-length "Battle in the North" that saw them joining the top tier of the genre for me personally & I still regard it as a black metal classic today. I purchased the digipack CD upon release (along with a long-sleeve shirt that I wore around the scene religiously for a while there) & it received a good ol' flogging during the back end of 1995. Immortal upped the brutality significantly once front man Abbath took over the drumming duties on "Pure Holocaust" but this? This was a whole different kettle of fish & still sits amongst the most intense extreme metal releases ever recorded. The riffs are swarming & inhuman, the drumming is relentlessly pummeling & Abbath's signature croaky vocals are demonic & sinister, not to mention ridiculously catchy. There are those critics out there who criticize Abbath's drumming as being incompetent but that's not a valid concern if you know a thing or two about extreme metal drumming. Sure, his kick drum work isn't always super-precise but the clicky kick drum triggers that are right at the front of the mix go a long way to highlighting every blemish & these imperfections aren't anything unusual for black metal drummers. His arms are not a problem at all though & it's really the guitars that struggle to keep up with the frantic rhythms at times. That's what people are complaining about without actually realising the root cause. This minor flaw is not a significant problem for me anyway though with songs like the title track, "Cursed Realms of the Winterdemons" & "At the Stormy Gates of Mist" being some of my all-time favourite black metal numbers. There isn't a weak number amongst the ten on offer & I'm gonna suggest that "Battle in the North" is easily Immortal best album, leaving highly regarded releases like "Diabolical Fullmoon Mysticism", "At the Heart of Winter" & "Sons of Northern Darkness" in the dust.

For fans of Inquisition, Abbath & Mayhem.

Another adventure awaits in the lands of Myrath. Shehili refers to the Southern winds blown across Tunisia, and just like those winds, the notes and compositions would blow you away. This kind of feeling of mystical as f***!

Oriental metal was first invented by Orphaned Land with their 1993 demo The Beloved's Cry and 1994 debut Sahara. Fast forward 25 years and Myrath have been making album after album of kick-A metal with emotion and Middle Eastern instrumentation. Melodies and rhythms are performed quite well in the metal and orchestration. The songs are all brilliantly mixed. And while there's not a lot of variety, it's still enough to display their usual progressive folk metal sound of hope.

The brief intro "Asl" consists of oriental woodwind and vocal chanting before the folky prog-metal kicks off in the next track... "Born to Survive" is a solid catchy example of that sound. "You’ve Lost Yourself" exemplifies that even further with its unbreakable metal heaviness gone folk combo. The vocals soar as guide you into the memorable final third with that bridge and solo that shall be remembered. And there's more of that masterful soloing and soaring vocals in "Dance", a Syrian dancer determined to follow his dreams despite being on the run from ISIS. And d*mn, those keyboard melodies can really shine without being too overwhelming.

Now things get a little darker with "Wicked Dice". Same with "Monster in My Closet" which has more aggressive riffing. That's the kind of music to both dance and headbang to. Slowing things down is another majestic highlight, "Lili Twil". Although it's a cover of an old Tunisian song, it has been more progressive guitarwork not too far off from Dream Theater, fitting well with the Arabic vocals. ''No Holding Back'' stands out with its keyboard orchestrations and percussion, giving us promising melodies and rhythms.

"Stardust" starts off with sorrowful piano that makes me think it would lead to a song in the style of Amaranthe, Galneryus, Xandria, or Delain. However, it instead leads to a symphonic ballad with slight heaviness. More melodic drama comes in ''Mersal''. Guest appearing is Tunisian singing veteran Lotfi Bouchnak whose dark range has brilliant contrast with the melodic light of Zaher Zorgati. Theatrical orchestrations and riffing appear again in "Darkness Arise". You gotta appreciate the talent guitarist Malek Ben Arbia has. The closing title track does grand justice to the melodic prog-folk metal sound of Myrath and Orphaned Land's later material.

With all that said, I'm glad Myrath still have what it takes in Shehili. They have shown us that there's still hope and joy in a world of hate and war. They've motivated us with these anthems of wonder. Awesome rhythms, inspring vocals... They all sound so unique. Shehili is an excellent powerful release. So turn it on and let it be the soundtrack to your journey through these majestic Middle Eastern lands!

Favorites: "You’ve Lost Yourself", "Dance", "Lili Twil", ''No Holding Back'', "Mersal", "Shehili"

If you're familiar with the Arabic language, you would know that Myrath is Arabic for Legacy. I guess this means that this album is the band's self-titled one. And you know that when a band releases a self-titled album, it often means that the album is highly representative of the band and their sound. Well with this album showing them discard the long complex song structures for a more accessible route, it's definitely the start of that different era.

These Tunisian progressive folk metallers have their catchy unique sound on display through 11 tracks. The Middle Eastern folk/symphonic aspects are even more apparent than their earlier releases. As a result, diverse experimentation is abound! It's already clear that their writing is as well-done as fellow oriental metal band Orphaned Land, to the point of almost rivaling them. As for the lyrics, the theme of freedom and hope has been around since the beginning. It's never tiring as long as it can motivate listeners, and even the band as well.

The cinematic folk intro "Jasmin" shall blow you away. And "Believer" shall blow you away harder than a hurricane! It is their catchiest song so far, with passion and power in the optimistic lyrics and exotic melodies. The chanting vocals sound EPIC. I can just visualize those Middle Eastern lands so well with this masterpiece of a song. The music video was made by two of the producers for Game of Thrones. The song is a gem that should really get you into the emotion of this album. The band still have their earlier more progressive side in "Get Your Freedom Back". It's almost like a sum-up of their first 3 albums and what's to come later in this one, all in 4 minutes! The progressiveness in the riffing is fused with the folk/symphonic elements. We even have a brief bridge of funky bass and drums. All catchy and progressive, similar to Orphaned Land.

On the flipside of their sound, "Nobody's Lives" takes on calm melancholy, complete with an Arabic-sung melodic chorus. The guitar rhythms flow through until stepping aside for more of those folky symphonics and some spotlight in the vocals. "The Needle" has darker intensity in the riffing and keys that sound closer to power metal. The catchy chorus will once again take over your mind with all its passion. We then get the epic "Through Your Eyes", which is where the magic really happens, especially in the piano harmonies. "The Unburnt" has some references to A Song of Ice and Fire. Those Game of Thrones producers should've made a music video for that one.

True standout "I Want to Die" is filled with epic glory, with sorrowful strings and smooth vocals. You know what, that should've been the theme for that James Bond film No Time to Die instead of that Billie Eilish song. Another progressive track "Duat" has some Ayreon-esque spacey keys. It's like a futuristic twist on their usual Middle Eastern folk-oriented sound, and that makes another brilliant highlight. Then we dig into the past for some old-school piano in "Endure the Silence", which is unusual yet shall catch your attention. One more track that is a folk-fueled rocker is "Storm of Lies". It really ends the offering as one more summary of the band's new direction. The Japanese edition includes instrumental "karaoke" versions of that track and "Believer".

All in all, Legacy has some of the most emotional diversity from Myrath, and it makes sense that this is their de facto self-titled album. As excellent as it is though, the vocals and symphonic are a little too pompous for me in some cases. Maybe it would've been perfect when I was in the more melodic metal zone at the time of the album's release. Now I prefer hearing the power from the guitars, bass, and drums that end up drowned out in those couple missteps. The surrounding albums have a greater amount of heaviness to balance out with the ambition. Still, Legacy has helped seal the band's position in the new league of melodic progressive metal. Their legacy shall carry on!

Favorites: "Believer", "Get Your Freedom Back", "Through Your Eyes", "I Want to Die", "Duat", "Storm of Lies"

While I didn't mind the allegedly classic 1994 "Verwüstung/Invoke the Dark Age" debut album from this Austrian black metal trio, I wouldn't say that I was totally convinced until their underrated 1995 "Orkblut - The Retaliation" E.P. which Ben purchased on CD at the time of release. I remember it distinctly because I went to leave the house to purchase it myself, only to discover Ben playing his new CD copy in his bedroom which saw much squabbling ensuing between us. It's been a while since I've listened to "Orkblut - The Retaliation" now but I remember it being a significant step up for the band, so by the time Abigor's sophomore album "Nachthymnen (From the Twilight Kingdom)" appeared just months later, the Austrians had our complete attention.

Time has shown us that "Nachthymnen (From the Twilight Kingdom)" has gone on to be Abigor's most highly regarded release over the years but I've never found it to be any more than a passing amusement personally & I still maintain that position now. I think it's just a bit too melodic & one-dimensional for my taste & it doesn't feel all that dark for a supposedly dark & evil black metal record. I certainly really enjoy the drumming of Thomas Tannenberger which is excellent throughout, particularly his brutal blast beats. I don't think the blackened shrieks of Silenius (Amestigon/Summoning/Die Verbannten Kinder Evas/Kreuzweg Ost/Pazuzu) are very good though & the synth work is really quite cheesy at times which perhaps shouldn't surprise me given Abigor's links to Summoning who I've always struggled with. Despite what some people may say, I do enjoy the clean female vocals which pop up from time to time, even if they do feel like they've been stolen from a gothic metal band while Peter Kubik & Tannenberger 's melodic tremolo-picked guitar interplay had become somewhat of a signature for Abigor by this stage but it can sound pretty samey after a while.

"Nachthymnen (From the Twilight Kingdom)" can easily be broken up into three three-song portions in terms of quality in my opinion. The first trio of songs are all pretty decent but things only really heat up for the middle section of the album comprised of "Dornen", "As Astral Images Darken Reality" & "The Dark Kiss" before things settle back into the sort of standard we heard earlier in the release for the remainder of the tracklisting. There aren't any obvious duds included but I wouldn't say there's anything particularly classic here either so I can't justify those sort of claims about the overall album. Still... I think most black metal fans will appreciate Abigor's second full-length, despite the flaws I mentioned earlier.

For fans of Emperor, Dødheimsgard & Lunar Aurora.

With an album cover that looks for all the world like a forgotten soundtrack to an obscure French art film from the 1970’s, Hidden Fires Burn Hottest is not a record I was to find per se. An established Californian post-black metal/post-hardcore band, Bosse-de-Nage aren’t a band I would normally be looking to find either. As is sometimes the case though, unexpected finds can be the best. Although similarities persist with the likes of Deafhaven, Yellow Eyes and Agriculture, all acts I find to be usually well outside of my wheelhouse, there is something in the sound of Bosse-de-Nage that had me interested from the off.

Now, if you’re reading this thinking how I am now going to tell you what that “something” is, well sorry to have to report that I am still figuring that bit out. I mean, it could be that I am starting to more open to a wider palate of music that incorporates more post and gaze elements. Indeed, I have been listening to more hardcore recently as well as a host of other non-metal music also. So maybe the non-metal elements of Hidden Fires Burn Hottest appeal to me more than any semblance of any metal that is present does. If I am being honest, I am not actually trying all that hard to figure out what that “something” is. Instead, I find myself just going with the enjoyment of what I am hearing, paying little attention to how it got in front of me and hy I have returned to the album on a near-daily basis for the past couple of weeks.

The vocals are where the closest element of the black metal in the sound resides in the record. With the combination of spoken word and lurching, hardcore vocals alongside these, there is a distinctly jarring element to the record. Those jangling guitars and a fair but firm percussion section that build ‘Mementos’ before a fearless bass presence makes its first noticeable appearance are an early indication of the non-linear format to song writing that Bosse-de-Nage employ. This is an album with a real sense of a percussive drive being at the forefront of its direction, layered with a grim punk style attitude overall. Even the two interludes work, crafting a valid space for themselves in the track listing without becoming intrusive or disruptive as I often fear with such tracks.

Hidden Fires Burn Hottest lives up to its title billing as beneath the surface, the intensely burning light at the heart of the band that represents their passion for their art certainly can be felt by the listener. Considering at the point that I discovered this I was (probably) searching for black metal it is rare for me to embrace such an unexpected warmth in a record. That having been said, I would not say that this is a particularly happy or positive album. I can connect with the Neurosis tropes of ‘Underwater’ just as well as I do with the more direct bm approach to ‘Frenzy’ that immediately follows it. This variety in styles is very easy for the band to claim under a banner of their own individual sound I would say. Nothing sounds forced here, and we are not talking about Imperial Triumphant levels of chaos or KEN Mode style attempts at experimentation by comparison, yet the record is not standard anything in any sense of the term either.

Here we have one of the crowning glories of the French "Les Légions Noires" black metal scene of the 1990's & a release that doesn't really stand up to modern scrutiny in my opinion.

Vlad Tepes was a Brest-based duo made up of Vorlok Drakksteim (Black Murder/Dzlvarv/Seviss/Susvourtre/Torture/Vèrmyapre Kommando) & Wlad Drakksteim (Black Murder/Dzlvarv/Seviss/Vèrmyapre Kommando). As you can see, these guys were involved in a whole slew of important French demo projects & I didn't mind a couple of their earlier demo tapes under the Vlad Tepes moniker at the time either (see 1994's "War Funeral March" & "Celtic Poetry") but the eight tracks included here do very little for me, despite containing much of the same material as "Celtic Poetry". What you can expect is an extremely raw & lo-fi brand of early 90's black metal that's performed in a very sloppy fashion with many of the riffs having more of a melodic feel than I'd like (kinda like Ulver's 1997 "Nattens madrigal: Aatte hymne til ulven i manden" third album in a way) & occasionally even veering into folk metal territory which triggers my yucky gag reflex. The vocals are nice & grim (think Abbath meets Nocturno Culto) but the instrumentation is pretty lacklustre in my opinion, leaving me struggling for connection across most of the eight pieces included here. 2.5/5

Bergerac's Belkètre are far more interesting in my opinion with their distorted, treble-heavy sound being highlighted by the overthetop vocal delivery of band leader Vordb Dréagvor Uèzréèvb (Black Murder/Brenoritvrezorkre/Chapel of Ghouls/Dvnaèbkre/Moëvöt/Seviss/Torgeist/Vagézaryavtre/Zelda) who is ably supported by Aäkon Këëtrëh (Torgeist/Zelda) to give us a much more engaging eight pieces of ultra lo-fi & primitive French black metal. I have some time for Belkètre's 1996 "Ambre Zuetki Vuordrevartre" demo tape & I get a similar level of enjoyment out of their contribution to this split album which arrived the previous year. The interludes don't do anything for me at all but the proper songs are all pretty decent, although they're definitely held up by the demo-quality production & fairly sloppy performances. I guess that's kinda the point here though as neither band are looking for accessibility, quite the opposite in fact. When taken holistically though, Belkètre's side of the release is the reason for exploring "March to the Black Holocaust" as far as I can see. Unfortunately, it's charms are overcome by the inadequacies of Vlad Tepes' contribution so I can't in good conscience recommend this supposedly classic record. 3.5/5

For fans of Mütiilation, Torgeist & Black Murder.

Four albums into their career and I finally discover Misotheist. Hailing from the traditional black metal heartland of Norway (Trondheim in fact), their sound reminds me a lot more of Icelandic bm stalwarts Sinmara or Svartidauði with dissonant elements of DSO thrown in there also for good measure. This is the kind of chaotic, deranged black metal that grabs my interest nowadays. Quickly finding a foundation in the netherworld, this album stays in that territory for its full duration. The combination of solid riffs and suffocating atmospheres are a killer combo here. Make no mistake about it, Misotheist are here to do damage, and it is a lasting damage designed to inflict maximum suffering. After a year of keeping up with black metal releases last year, and toning that effort down somewhat this year, my attention is intended to be devoted only to exceptional black metal albums this year. De Pinte (“The Tormented”), absolutely qualifies.

Crawling and claustrophobic melodies do little to temper the threat of blasting fury that the artist can unleash forth at any moment. A feeling of unease permeates the slower tempos on display whilst the more aggressive sections soon activate the overwhelming flight mechanism as nobody in the right mind would want to fight against this sound. Tormented is a perfect description of how those vocals sound. With agonising cries against a constant sense of threat and menace, this is not intended to be a comfortable listen. Yet the dissonant aspect to the sound does help provide some stark comfort to me. On the title track it acts like some cold and dense fog enveloping my being, wrapping in me in the track itself as it scores a multitude of etchings upon my skin.

This is probably the darkest thing I have heard so far this year. It is not dramatic or theatrical as you might expect. Instead, there is just a real confidence behind the performance that exhibits a clear belief in their own ability and an absolute steadfastness in their devotion to their chosen artform. The title track that closes the album goes on for over twenty-one-minutes, but I love every one of those minutes. It builds so well and maintains such a presence when it does establish itself as fully formed; this is clearly written by a master of the genre. Misotheist have absolutely no hairs and graces about them, they are simply dedicated beyond belief and are able to produce one of the most organic, natural sounding black metal albums of the year so far.

When I check out the RYM charts, it's generally pretty clear that older releases receive much higher ratings than modern ones. The reasons why that occurs is a discussion for another time, but it might help explain why I get pretty excited when I see a recently released album moving right up the charts. Vothana's Action Now, Assured Future was sitting at number 50 on the all time black metal release chart when I stumbled across it, holding a position just below Wolves in the Throne Room's Two Hunters and just above Darkspace's Dark Space III. Anything sitting amongst that sort of company must be pretty special....right?

Having listened to this release a bunch of times over the past couple of weeks, I can only express my utter bewilderment. I'll give the album credit for sounding unlike anything I've heard before, but I think there's a good reason for that. If a controversy-seeking history teacher convinced the high school band to perform an 80 minute National Socialist black metal opus in Vietnamese, I can only imagine that it might sound something like this. The vocals are loud yet repetitively indistinct, the drums switch between typical black metal battery and a completely un-black metal marching band oompa skip, and while a decent black metal riff occasionally pops up, the vast majority appear to replicate the sort of rousing, pompous propaganda music you might hear at a old school pro-war march. If that somehow sounds interesting to you, then go for you life, but I have much better ways to spend 80 minutes of my time.

Canada continues to be a consistent source of quality black metal for my listening requirements. I keep going back, looking for more discoveries, believing on each visit that the well is surely close to running dry by now. However, upon each dip of my toes into the icy cold depths of the unfathomable lake of black metal that the country seems to have, I come away with a new discovery. This time around, Givre are the gift I have been given, and the present comes in the form of their 2024 album, Le Cloître. A forty-one-minute plus exploration of the atoning side of pain in Christian history, the tracks are the titles of six female saints, with the lyrical content being created from their hagiographies (which are all in French). Clearly a band who put a lot of research into their music, Givre are an instant source of intrigue for me. In taking such a niche subject matter for their album theme and embodying it in such an impassioned display of raging black metal, with elements of dissonant death metal as well as resonating post-metal, Le Cloître soon made the short journey from my Bandcamp wishlist and into my collection.

This is an album that somehow suggests an intimacy with the pain it explores. It is after all a record that is telling stories and thus it should carry some stimulus from the lives of these women that resonates with anyone who has experienced suffering. It is not just an album of choral chants and atmospheric keys by any means (although they do both make an appearance of course), instead there is a robustness to the messaging of this album, and as a result it comes across as a very modern sounding take of its historical content. Givre do not just relay the stories and written content, they put real emotion behind the performance. Most obvious in this is the harrowing and at times demented vocals of all three members of the band who contribute across the album. The shriller cries are the same individual I suspect, whilst the more death metal orientated vocal signatures belong to another member altogether, I would guess. David Caron-Proulx seems to be undertaking the bulk of the heavy lifting on the record with him credited with songwriting, claviers (any stringed keyboard instrument – harpsicord, clavichord etc), guitars and vocals. The research duties seem to sit with drummer and vocalist Jean-Lou David whilst bass and vocals reside with Mathieu Garon.

This contained unit digs into the depths of black metal and beyond, to the point where you can almost hear all the effort they have gone to research, record and release this record. Le Cloître feels like a very complete experience, dare I say a journey by the time you reach the end of it? It sounds mature without being boring or too arty even. It exudes an authenticity in its subject matter exploration, one that only adds to my enjoyment. Perhaps only guilty of not having any real standout moments over the record it is hard to find any other real fault with this album.

I first encountered Romanian black metallers Negură Bunget through the tape trading scene back in the mid-1990's with their 1996 "Zîrnindu-să" debut release not doing very much for me to tell you the truth. I wouldn't encounter them again until Ben introduced me to their fourth full-length "OM" upon my return to metal from a decade-long hiatus in 2009 & I have to admit that I initially found it to be a challenge for a few reasons. Time saw me warming to it though & I now find myself returning to "OM" semi-regularly, if not claiming it to be the masterpiece that many punters would have you believe it is.

"OM" possesses a very clear personality that's all its own with its array of different sounds & influences being presented in a fairly coherent way throughout & the main attraction being the full, lush synthesizer sounds of front man Hupogrammos (Dordeduh/Sunset in the 12th House) & fellow guitarist Sol Faur (Dordeduh/Sunset in the 12th House). Hupogrammos' vocal performance is passionate & authentic too which fits the requirement nicely. Unfortunately, all is not roses though with the thin rhythm guitar tone & weak snare sound leaving a little to be desired & not doing a very good job at masking the instrumentalist's obvious technical limitations. The six-string performances of both men are fairly sloppy at times while drummer Negru's blast beats are an absolute rabble that should never have been attempted on the evidence presented here. Thankfully though, the atmospherics on display throughout "OM" are generally quite stunning which allows the album to overcome those deficiencies reasonably comfortably. It certainly helps that the opening three tracks are nothing short of marvelous & it's a little disappointing that the quality dial never quite reaches those heights again for the remainder of this lengthy 67-minute release. Progressive folk metal number "Hora soarelui" is the only genuine disappointment included though with its bouncy folk melodies being a little too much for this battle-hardened extreme metalhead to cope with.

For all its failings, I find "OM" to be an endearing listen these days, as well as being the clear career high-point of Negură Bunget's inconsistent recording career overall.

For fans of Dordeduh, Marțolea & Darkestrah.

Ben picked this debut album up on CD back at around the time of release & seemed to like it quite a bit from memory. I traditionally used to struggle with it though so I haven't returned to it since but I thought I'd give it another chance to impress me this week. Parnassus was a one-man solo project from a Swedish gentleman going by the name of Fredrik Söderlund who you may also know as one half of martial industrial act Puissance. "In doloriam gloria" sees him presenting us with a clear musical direction that's built around some fairly unintimidating & positive sounding keyboards that have been consciously brought right to the front of the mix with the lightning-fast, tremolo-picked guitars & continuous bombardment of high-velocity (not to mention quite repetitive) drum-machine blast-beats being left at the back & sounding pretty thin for the most part. The atmosphere is undeniably centred around fantasy with that Lord of the Rings style feel being pretty easy to buy into. Personally, I find most of this to be far too high on lightweight melodies for my taste so I only really find myself enjoying a couple of the eight tracks on offer, namely the half-decent "Void of All Desires" & the hypnotic instrumental interlude "Cum trist issimo dolore". The rest of the tracklisting is more or less none of my business but I'd be overstating things to call it low quality. It's just designed for a fairly niche audience that I'm not associated with so, on this occasion, I'm gonna have to leave Ben to galivant around his bedroom in his Parnassus undies all on his lonesome (not that I'd ever consider joining him in that undertaking anyway because... let's face it... I don't have a plastic Viking sword & helmet worthy of the exercise). After my initial experiences with this debut, I steered well clear of Söderlund's 1997 sophomore album "Let the Stars Fall & the Kingdom Come" so I have no idea how it compares with "In doloriam gloria".

For fans of Dies Irae, Eldrig & Tartaros.

Sorhin's album Apokalypsens ängel is a record that fares a lot better in comparison to other traditional black metal albums of the 1990s. It still suffers heavily from the production issues the plague most of the black metal scene even today, but Sorhin at least do something interesting with the sound. The heavier thrash grooves that appear throughout the record make for a unique sound and a cool change of pace from the straightforward black metal riffing. The songwriting can be hit-or-miss but more often than not the songs do have some solid through lines making them memorable. The downside is that this is a black metal album and the production of those instrumentals is quite lackluster. Above all of the typical concerns, the stereo mixing is super weird. Like you'll hear on tracks like "Ett sista monument ståtligt" a stereo split in the guitars and they sound so fuzzy and uncomfortable. Perhaps that's part of the point, but the feedback is brutal and it never sounded this bad when the guitars are closer to the center of the mix.

This record did mark for a nice change of pace for me and brought to light a lesser known name in the old school black metal sound. But even by my very low standards of that era of music, I cannot rate this any higher while bands like Dissection, Emperor, and Summoning are making albums of greater quality.

Best Songs: Där allt svunnet är, där ingenting är allt, Ett sista monument ståtligt, Misantropi & död, När döden sträcker ut sina vingar

Sweden, home to Bathory, Morbid, Nifelheim, Marduk, Dissection, Svartsyn, Vinterland and Sorhin. The latter band on that list is the one I am perhaps least familiar with, and so the feature release for The North is truly expanding my horizons. I did get them confused with Dawn at first before I got into Apokalypsens ängel proper, although the similarities are more than obvious. Sorhin, on what has to date been the last full-length release from the band, treat the listener to “101” blueprint of how black metal should be done. Grim, ghastly vocals? Check. Scathing guitar riffage? Check. Blistering drums? Check. For an album released at the turn of the century, it could easily be from the height of the second wave

Holding a largely stable lineup for the duration of their career, with vocalist, Nattfursth and guitarist/bassist (and latterly drummer also) Eparygon having been constants since the band’s inception in 1993, Sorhin sound cohesive. Yes, there is a strong element of a celebration of chaos in their music; obvious throughout Apokalypsens ängel in fact, but this is not a band who are all over the place with their timings and tempos. Sorhin have mastered the art of ordered chaos, taking the charge of Marduk but pairing it back with lashings of melody to keep those hooves from running too rampant. Therefore, Apokalypsens ängel manages to stand out from the dirge of other black metal albums in the traditional style.

Coupling maturity with stinging attack, measure and balance with intensity and burning passion for their artform is the key to Sorhin’s success here. I did have to take a few listens to the album for it to click, but at the third or fourth attempt, it all fell into place nicely enough. The drumming of Zathanel is also worthy of a mention (he is no longer listed as being in the band nowadays), as he gives an assured performance in the background, the mix perhaps not always doing him justice as it does favour the guitar and vocals more. However, he does manage to peak through on occasion, if only to let us know he is still there.

I do have a couple of criticisms of the album however, that peg it’s rating back somewhat. Firstly, it is too long with the version on Spotify having an extra track at the end that takes the whole experience to over fifty-four-minutes. This adds a further problem in that on this version the two longest tracks are at the end, and as such the impact of album closer (proper) ‘Utmarsch - den nya Messias’ is somewhat lost. The arrangement therefore seems to have this sense of slipping over the last two tracks on the record. With most other tracks under five-minutes the concise consistency of the album does tend to come to an abrupt end unexpectedly and the ending experience is disappointing as a result.

My initial thoughts after hearing Zerfall was how much more progressive this sounds than the previous record. This kind of had that transition from pure atmospheric black metal to progressive that a band like Fen had from Winter to The Dead Light. Ellende unfortunately do not have the same highs as Fen does and this record, while still okay, is far from excellent. With this bands roots in DSBM, the first track, "Wahrheit" is very fast and groovy and the technicality in the percussion takes away a bit from that feeling of isolation. The record does get progressively more slow as it moves on, which is a similar trait that Todbringerin shared and later moments like "Zeitenwende" and "Reise" excel. But the major key of "Ode ans Licht" set a very unusual expectation for not just the track itself, but what followed later on in the album. 

As a whole however, I think that Zerfall is a record that has some experience and has learnt from Todbringerin's mistakes. The changes in tempos and paces make Zerfall feel like a much more complete project instead of a monotonous drone the whole way through. Some progressive elements and a knack for dark storytelling help this record stand on its own. It's about the same length as Todbringerin and yet it feels much more concise. That being said, I do hope that Ellende plan on doing something else with this sound in the future. As it stands, while Zerfall is just a simpler version of Fen's The Dead Light, I would find it difficult to appreciate this sound if it didn't try to distance itself more from that influence. 

Best Songs: Wahrheir Teil I, Übertritt, Zeitenwende Teil I, Zeitenwende Teil II

Last year I checked out the most recent album from the solo black metal project, Blackbraid and it turned out to be one of my more enjoyable metal records from the year. I figured that, since I do not partake in the extreme variety of metal as much as I would like anymore, now seems like a good a time as any to show some love for one of Blackbraid's formative albums; so let's go back and hear how 2023 Blackbraid differs from the modern day sound.

I must admit, this album took me a while to get into. This is not helped by the "Autumnal Hearts Ablaze" intro before the record beats you over the head with "The Spirit Returns". However, the main reason is because Blackbraid II just feels a little tardy. I can let some of that slide given this is an older record, but even for normal black metal standards, it does feel cheesy. Some of the transitions are so wacky that I honestly thought that they must be a joke. "Twilight Hymn of Ancient Blood" strikes me immediately as it begins with this sludgy, almost doom metal groove, which (if you ignore the interlude "Celestial Passage") is a great segue out of the high intensity, foot on the gas pedal of "A Song of Death on Winds of Dawn". But then, about halfway through the song, it switches gears and becomes a thrash anthem...without the anthem part. Sgah’gahsowáh retains their poetic delivery of the words rather than hammering home one particular line of dialogue as one would expect from a band like Warbringer, Havok, or Enforced. The shame is that it actually sounds really cool on its own, but as an extension of the first half of the track, it becomes corny as hell.

Not all the transitions on this record are bad mind you. "The Wolf That Guides the Hunters Hand" is a song that has an impactful punk flare to it, before gradually mellowing out for its conclusion down to a crawl. I enjoyed how "Moss Covered Bones on the Altar of the Moon" builds over its runtime, only to collapse right back down into a doom-y groove the same way it began. And I would be remised if I didn't mention the incredible chemistry between "Moss Covered Bones on the Altar of the Moon" and "A Song of Death on Winds of Dawn". The way the first one ends on a standstill before the next song ramps up the intensity at a blistering pace was well done. It was a shame that tempo could not be maintained throughout the first section of "A Song of Death on Winds of Dawn" though. 

I felt like, after a few listens, Blackbraid II grew on me. I can hear the vision and how that vision has evolved to the point where Blackbraid are now after Blackbraid III. The record does have some significant hurdles that need to be ascended in order to appreciate what is on the other side, but if you can weather the turbulence, you'll find a very respectable melodic black metal album.

Best Songs: The Wolf That Guides the Hunters Hand, Moss Covered Bones on the Altar of the Moon, A Song of Death on Winds of Dawn, Sadness and the Passage of Time and Memory

Immortal continue their style of riff-driven Black Metal, still heavily influenced by Thrash. And it’s still delicious.

Honestly, there’s not too much to say about the album if you’ve heard the previous few. Perfected Black-Metal shrieks that are low, intelligible and strong – check. Fantastic riffing finding that sweet spot between dissonant and melodic – check. Walls of Black Metal Tremolo picked guitar – check. Rhythm section that is technical and varied far and above the standard for Black Metal – check. Bass that can be FELT – check. Lyrical endeavors that are on-topic yet serious, epic, and triumphant – check. No weaknesses and every strength one could hope to find in the genre.

There was just one thing that stuck out to me about this album, and that’s the fact that the production is so damn HEAVY. Most Black Metal albums have paper thin production, and even better produced stuff usually leans on the treble-heavy side of Metal. Sons of Northern Darkness feels like a sledgehammer of solid ice bashing your head in repeatedly. You can really hear the power of the drums and bass crushing you under their weight. I can’t quite recall whether or not the previous records had such power on the production end, but this is probably the best production I’ve heard on a Black Metal album. Mind you, it’s not overproduced at all. There’s still chilly walls of buzzing guitars, and even the leads have an aspect of messy imperfection to them. It still sounds natural, sounds like Black Metal – but God is it powerful.

I was quite blown away by Agalloch’s debut album. Despite the music being relatively simple, they were already masters at crafting melancholic guitar leads and somber chord progressions that evoked a dark, emotional atmosphere. The songs were so memorable they sounded like a band that had long since mastered their craft rather than a debut. I had high hopes for their next album.

The Mantle is usually regarded as not only the band’s best, but one of the greatest Metal albums of all time, particularly standing as a monolith of Post-Metal. However, the first thing that stands out about this album is that not only is there a lot less extreme Metal (Black Metal influences here are relegated to secondary) but there’s also just a lot less Metal in general. There is so much Folk (primarily Neofolk and Dark folk) that it competes with Post-Metal as the primary genre for the album.

Thanks to this folkiness, the album is exceptionally pagan and nature-oriented, the whole journey feeling like a lonely camping expedition in the dense Cascadian forest mountains of North America. Constantly stumbling upon native burial grounds and bygone mythology while trying to escape the thoughts and feelings of the girl who just left you. This is all captured in spades, and the shift in sound from their debut creates a far more unique experience that even today remains an enigma.

The songwriting for the most part weaves acoustic passages both between and within the Metal tracks, layering guitars atop one another as they build towards crescendos. Many simple but effective guitar melodies will slowly change and build upon each other in a slightly droning fashion, resulting in a smooth ascension towards harmonic peaks. There ARE still extreme Metal sections left, and such passages with black shrieks and pounding double bass drums provide much needed energy and aggression to the otherwise passive music.

Now for all its praise, I must say, the album was a slight disappointment and step down from the debut for me. Some of the acoustic oriented tracks just sounded a bit too generic – like your average campfire dude with a guitar playing the 6 chords he knows. There is a lot of instrumental stuff here, and while some of it is exceptional (Odal, the second half of The Hawthorne Passage), other tracks just feel a bit pointless (A Celebration for the Death of Man, The Lodge) like they don’t have a strong enough idea to make them their own song, and would have been better worked into a longer track rather than standing on their own. The lyrics and vocals are quite enjoyable for me, so the final track A Desolation Song is quite good thanks to the personal, introspective lyricism despite the exceedingly simple music; the aforementioned instrumental tracks are sorely lacking because they don’t have any poetic lyrics to make up for their uneventful songwriting.

Another thing I will say – the shift away from extreme Metal towards Folk, and much of this album being clean and acoustic, makes it FAR more accessible. I have to wonder if the only reason it’s considered such a masterpiece is because it can be enjoyed by far more people than a Black Metal album can.

Let there be no mistake though; this is a FANTASTIC album. The ONLY reason I have some harsh words for it is because I am coming off of their incredible debut, and had my expectations set to the sky. If I had heard this one first, I think it would have blown me away in a totally different way. Incredibly unique experience in the Metal spectrum. I recommend this one for a nature hike in winter.

The first of Bathory’s Nordland duo, which closed out the band’s career. I believe it was supposed to be a saga of 4 before Quarthon tragically passed. At this point in the band’s career, Bathory has had some crazy highs and lows, so how does their penultimate effort pan out?

Of all Bathory’s previous albums, I would say Nordland I sounds closest to Blood on Ice. Unfortunately, that’s not a high compliment from me, as that album is one of my less-favored from the band’s catalogue. Blood Fire Death is fantastic in its dark, evil, and aggressively heavy take on the genre, melding Blackened Thrash with the epic atmospheres and thematics of what became Viking Metal. Hammerheart leaned full-on into the grand, epic atmospheres and passionate storytelling of the genre, and who could forgot the doomy masterpiece One Rode to Asa Bay?

Nordland I doesn’t do any of those things. It’s not dark, angry, or evil. It’s not very passionate nor does it have any masterpiece tracks. The whole thing is entirely reliant on epic descriptions of nature and adventure, although unfortunately it’s an adventure where very little happens aside from looking at the scenery. Now, that would be fine if the music matched up; layers of strings and folky flutes to accentuate the Nordic and mythological imagery of grand nature and high fantasy… but no. We get a very lo-fi, stripped back performance that would sound much more appropriate playing straight Black Metal. There are nature sounds and some Dungeon Synth-y type soundscapes, but unfortunately they are relegated to being placed between Metal tracks rather than accompanying them. The sound and thematics just don’t align, and the music by itself is not very evocative of anything really.

The album does pick up near the end. “Great Hall Awaits a Fallen Brother” is a more captivating track as it mixes Power Metal and Epic Doom influence into the Viking sound and details the tragic loss of a brother in arms. The music and themes come together nicely on this one, a mix of courage, valor and grief captured well by the surprising mix of genres. “Mother Earth Father Thunder” is once again displaying the band’s doomier side and delivering a heavy, triumphant closer (aside from the outro “Heimfard,” which is a decent mix of Dungeon Synth and nature sounds).

The album seems to be well-received by fans, but I was hoping for more in the ways of instrumentation and songwriting. I do hope Nordland II can reach a bit closer to Bathory’s incredible potential and serve as an appropriate send off to one of the most influential bands in all of Extreme Metal.

Initially, I dismissed this album when pulling together my list of bm releases for last year. In hindsight, I think I was having a bad black metal day and was far too dismissive of this album, basing my distaste solely on the clean vocals that are at best occasional across the track listing. Having spent much more time with Existenialismus over the past week, there have been times when I have considered whether I missed a hidden gem in my haste to expunge the album from my listing. That is not to say that I don’t still have challenges with the cleaner elements that can appear quite amateurish (‘Truth is as Sharp a Sword as Vengeance’ being the main bug bear I have), however whilst they do peg the rating back somewhat, it is more than a little dramatic of me to dismiss the album outright on the basis of their existence alone.

The fact remains that Abduction are a fantastic modern sounding black metal band. The record strays well into territory already occupied by the likes of Mgla, Gaerea and even the chaotic black/death of Grave Miasma. With all these acts being brought to mind whilst listening to Existentialismus. The Derby outfit (appears to be one main member and some guest/session musicians on this album) put in an accomplished performance, sounding like a band who have been at it for a decade or so who have used that time to hone the listeners experience of them. I could not go as far as to call Existentialismus perfect, but it is still a treat of black metal extremity.

Able to apply melody and at times subtle groove (‘Blau ist di Farbe der Ewigkeit’) to the riffs on the album alongside wonderfully squally tremolos shows versatility in the kit bag. Whilst the cleaner sounding aspects do still alienate me, their appeal to fans of the lighter sounds of the genre is not lost on me either. With tracks like ‘Razors of Occam’ leaning into BAN territory, Abduction keep stretching their legs right until the album’s final, and best track, ‘Vomiting at Baalbek’. If more of the tracks sounded like this one the rating here would be even higher.

How do you follow an album like At the Heart of Winter? Widely praised as Immortal’s best album as well as being considered a pinnacle black metal album, AtHoW was always going to be a tough record to follow up. Whilst it is widely acknowledged that Damned in Black does not live up to the standard of AtHoW by any means, I would challenge the notion that this is a bad Immortal album. Its placement in the discography almost gave it a 50/50 shot by proxy. Either this was going to be the best Immortal album ever or it was just going to be another Immortal album.

We most certainly got the latter option. Like Battles in the North, Blizzard Beasts and even Pure Holocaust, Immortal’s 2000 album suffers from the common affliction of lacking much in the way of standout tracks. Memorability of all those albums is low for me and Damned in Black falls into the same category. It has had around seven or eight plays this past week alone and I still feel no closer to being able to run through a track in my head, in its entirety. The familiar smash ‘n bash sound of Immortal is sort of why I love them though, so it is hard to be too disgruntled with DiB.

Whilst individuality of tracks is nowhere near anything on AtHoW, Immortal still were trying on DiB. The razor edge riffage, battering ram drums, grim vocals and even audible bass are all on display. In terms of the energy being applied here, you’d be pushed to call any of the tracks as being half-arsed in terms of effort of delivery. It is obvious however that the bar was just set too high coming into this record. Tracks such as ‘My Dimension’ are completely guilty of exhibiting the blatant hallmarks of filler here and that is a shame given the noted effort behind even the less influential tracks.

There is a flip side to this though that can be found in the structures of tracks like ‘Wrath from Above’ as well as the title track. Still, the promise of ‘The Darkness That Embraces Me’ is ruined by some cringey lyrics that manage to make the evil croak of Abbath seem silly sadly. Whether by proxy or not, the riffs here are the closest to those on AtHoW and as such you are never too far away from a brief memory of that huge record. If there was more of this nostalgia for the previous record then maybe that would have helped the rating here.

Fuath was originally conceived as a one-off project by Saor's Andy Marshall when he released "I" back in 2016 as an outlet for an album of atmospheric black metal compositions that were more traditionally frostbitten and aggressive than the sweeping, celtic-themed, cinematic paeons to his Scottish homeland that was the usual output of Saor. He obviously felt he had more to say within that sub-sub-genre though because here at the dawning of 2026 the project is onto its third album, predictably entitled "III".

The first Fuath album was a raw-sounding sort of affair compared to his Saor material, with a fairly sparse and frosty production job, but the second had a much fuller sound and some symphonic touched which gave it a more epic feel, but at the cost of the icy edge feeling somewhat blunted. "III" sits nicely somewhere between the two with a frostier feel than the previous album, but with a sweeping, wintry majesty that reaches beyond the scope of "I", like an icier version of Saor.

With only four lengthy tracks featuring in its 43 minutes runtime, it is an album that is inevitably built on a certain degree of repetition. Marshall is such a great writer of black metal riffs and expansive, atmospheric flourishes, though, that the tracks never become boring, but fill the mind's eye with epic wintry scenes that leave the listener feeling awed and inspired, like a musical David Lean. For me, this has always been Marshall's strength, his ability to successfully convey his own obvious love of, and respect for, the natural world through his music to even the most jaded listener. That the man is also an eminently gifted musician as well as songwriter is proved by the fact that he plays all the instruments himself, including real, rather than programmed, drums.

This is probably my favourite of the three Fuath albums as it is a perfect blend of raw and frosty black metal and cinematic imagery, making deft use of synths to round out the sound with a little more subtlety than was employed on "II", yet when at its rawest it is a match even for the likes of Paysage d'Hiver (try "The Sluagh" for proof). Andy Marshall has, over the course of six Saor and three Fuath albums, earned the right to similar acclaim afforded to US atmo-black giants like Panopticon and Wolves in the Throne Room. Whilst Fuath has yet to provide an album quite as breathtaking as Saor's "Aura" or "Forgotten Paths", "III" has left me with the certainty that this is merely a matter of time.

I came into this record with only a very vague outline knowledge of Astarte having rated their Demonized album from 2007. As far as I am aware, tragedy struck the band when founding member Tristessa passed away in 2014 following complications from leukaemia. The band changed their name because of this back to Lloth which was their original name back in 1995. This once all-female band is now all male but dedicated to the memory of Tristessa. A decidedly much colder of black metal awaited me here than I was perhaps expecting from a Greek black metal band. Devoid of the Hellenic ‘warmth’ normally associated with that country, I soon found myself in the colder climes of Scandinavia instead.

Herein lies one of the problems with Rise from Within, it does very little to stand out from the crowd in its sound. It is all well played, if not that well-arranged at times, perfectly listenable black metal with a symphonic edge. However, it does lack memorability because of its chosen niche being already well-populated with other bands doing very similar things. My second issue is opening the album with an instrumental track that is so damn long! Those four-and-a-half-minutes need some vocals to keep me interested. The random switch to synth driven passages just adds to my confusion really.

The rest of the album has a couple of instrumentals littered throughout the track listing, but they are much shorter in duration and much more strategically placed in the middle and end of the record. What occurs in between shines much brighter, albeit in that coldest of lights, by way of comparison. It is almost as if there was a different band altogether recording tracks two through nine. Limited though the scope of the music may be, it is still well enough performed to give the rating a respectable mark overall. Kinthia’s vocals are suitably deranged for the style of music and the riffs and synths work well together, only the programmed drums get lost a bit in the mix but oddly I don’t notice this as much as I feared. I should probably go back to Demonized given I cannot believe they became so bad over seven years that they ended up at 2.5 rating after five albums.

Having established a more pagan and then viking metal sound since their 1997 album, Following the Voice of Blood, Graveland had fully established this style as their signature sound by the turn of the century and their fifth full length album, Creed of Iron. With Capricornus no longer on drums, Rob Darken truly was the sole creator of this record. Originally a five-track album, there exists a remastered version from 2009 that added two tracks to the end of the album making it over an hour long and it is this version that seems to be widely available on streaming services. Whichever version you find in front of yourself, it is not just the length of the record that makes it an epic experience. The tracks themselves are grandiose testimonies to the toils of war and the legendary battles of old, expansive and aggressive in equal parts.

The balance of the instrumentation is well maintained over the course of the album. It feels like each instrument gets a fair crack at the limelight with none being allowed to steal the show outright. As such there is a real sense of depth to Creed of Iron. It is not just about medieval sounding keys and the flourishes they are allowed to make; the riffs get just as much presence against the swell of these Middle Age atmospheres. Care sounds like it has been given in mixing these elements together to create an experience never feels artificial, simply put it is a very complementary record in terms of its composition.

Now, the artwork leaves a lot to be desired I will grant you. It certainly fits the battlefield billing of the record, but I would encourage anyone to not be too put off by the artwork in thinking that this represents a primitive album as this is clearly not the case within a few minutes of clicking/pressing play. Having listened to the extended version of the album also now, I do not think that the two additional tracks add anything remarkable to the album. In its original format, Creed of Iron is a perfectly solid viking/pagan bm record.

Andrew Jay Harris cuts a lonely figure in the already isolative world of black metal. In 2002 when he confirmed that Judas Iscariot was no more, he had already given the band’s albums back to the labels who released them and took no money in return, asking that any money be put back into the underground. When he played his last show with the band in 2000, he dedicated "The Black Clouds Roll Under the Parapet of the Sky" (from the “Distant in Solitary Night” album from 1999) to "the destruction of the capitalist scum who tried to destroy black metal." This EP from the same year as that final performance (released just 3 months later) is once again largely performed by Akhenaten himself, except for the drums that Cryptic Winter (Duane Timlin) is credited with delivering.

Anyone familiar with Judas Iscariot will find similar fare over these five tracks when compared with the rest of the discography. Judas Iscariot’s sound is cold, ice cold, with cymbals that sound like discs of frozen water being shattered each time they are struck. The drums on their own are a vicious assault to contend with, even before we get to the scathing attack of the guitar and harsh, abrasive and gloriously grim vocals. However, take time dear listener to marvel at the slowly decaying pace of the instrumental track, ‘March Upon a Mighty Throne’ that revels in drab and dank majesty before the chaos of a “Special Blitzkrieg” version of ‘Spill the Blood of the Lamb’ from the “Heaven in Flames” album (1999) rounds off what feels like a really short twenty-one-minutes.

The new Lychgate album is likely the last new release in metal that we'll ever get before the new year dawns. And with only over 24 hours before it becomes 2026 in my country, I thought this would be the right album to check out as the clock is ticking down. It's probably the most experimental album of the year, and one that further shows how well I can keep up in The North despite that clan being the least likely for me to ever join.

You want extreme progressive metal more twisting than a supermassive black hole? It's all in this album Precipice! What we have here is the deathly progressive metal of Opeth blended with the avant-garde black metal of Dodheimsgard. Rhythm and melody are covered within heavy riffing, clean leads, and classical keys. The vocals are pretty much what to expect in extreme metal, including chaotic growls and screams. It is also lyrically based on the philosophical works of Forster, Wells, and Eliot, specifically the dark bleakness of humanity's dependence on machines.

The intro of this 9-track album, "The Sleeper Awaits" sets everything up in a haunting fashion, as heard in the piano and orchestration. "Mausoleum of Steel" crashes in with dark aggression balanced out with progressiveness. The devilish harsh vocals in front of the orchestration and metal is so strange yet tempting. "Renunciation" is even darker, further into the center of the world. Leads and vocals unite for a dissonant sound alongside the bass and drums. It's truly a beast lurking in the shadows!

"The Meeting of Orion and Scorpio" turns into clean light tainted by eeriness. Seems like the beast is having its rest. "Hive of Parasites" is a spooky progressive 10-minute epic. It may take some time for listeners to get used to what's going on, but when you do, you can fully embrace it as it embraces you. The vocals stay harsh throughout this cavernous quest. "Death's Twilight Kingdom" has some piano and bass in the intro before the metal beast moves again. Everything keeps changing before you can get a sense of what's happening, like something appears, disappears, and reappears.

"Terror Silence" has a more straight structure that's easy to understandable. Still they have the Opeth-like aspect of shapeshifting riffing. "Anagnorisis" adds to the album's lyrical focus of discovering the true existence of someone else rather than your own. Everything's so dark and deadly, and for me, it's my sweet dessert. Doom is impending... And it comes in "Pangaea". For just 3 short minutes, you feel the black hole engulf you in darkness and death. Then before long, your journey ends on a satisfying note.

Like the edge of a cliff that the album title means, Precipice will give you the feeling of hanging on to your life. It's an experience so unsettling yet pleasant. And in the end, it's all worth leveling up your metal soul!

Favorites: "Mausoleum of Steel", "Renunciation", "Hive of Parasites", "Death's Twilight Kingdom", "Anagnorisis"