And that’s just the first track (following the Intro).įurther similarities come by way of early Iron Maiden as the album progresses, although there’s a great deal more to tickle those “golden years” memories. Even the inclusion of a narration passage courtesy of someone who sounds eerily similar to Doug (Pinhead) Bradley. Distractingly infectious riffs, nostalgic rhythms topped by a throat which is somewhat a mixture of early Halloween and Riot. Is that a winged King Kong about to scratch an itch? I’ll bet this is Blackened Thrash, though with a logo like that, which appears more Thrash, who knows? Well, what have we here? A looming Cathedral against a sky seething in turmoil. Genre – Heavy/Power/Proto/Epic Metal/NWOBHM Shocking in fact.Īngel Martyr (Italy) – Nothing Louder than Silence Stunning is that this is conceived performed and composed by just one person. Hardly traditional (is there even still such a thing?) this is an often-soothing sojourn into atmospheric realms sporting depths which demand floaties lest one find themselves pulled under or into as the word cosmos comes to mind often rather than oceanic arenas. Acoustic interludes add to the drama and depth weaving in, around and amongst cascading riffs one might usually associate with the genre. A vocal style which occasionally switches from “clawing at the cosmos” traditional to spoken complements the percussion which in instances puts one in mind of the diversity shown by acts such Amorphis and Opeth. Although this is touted as merely Black Metal it boasts more! Dissonant passages, Progressive elements as well an aura which one might expect. I’m pleased to report that “naff” doesn’t even fall into equation. In this instance, honestly, I would be rather frustrated if the audio was naff as the art suggests and even (somewhat) promises a certain caliber to caress the senses. And to be able to play all of these at a competent level – just wow. I can hardly chew gum and stumble around let alone formulate compositions comprised of the interactions of several instruments. But I could be wrong, it has happened before (admittedly I can’t recall in fact when). Honestly one of the most exciting album art pieces I’ve seen in recent memory puts me in mind of grandiose extreme audio. I’m not really sure what to say about this other than…damn! I need this on a shirt, or upon a wall.
“Got no head, don’t come runnin-” nah, that doesn’t fit here. Genre – Atmospheric/Melodic/Progressive Black Metal And here are my thoughts on a few discoveries to further emphasize that exact point. I miss it, and the maniacal hordes, if I’m to be totally honest, but in the other hand there is plenty to keep me occupied here my adoration of the chase, the catch and the munching upon of tender feline flesh (though the fur does offer quite the frustrating obstacle at times), teasing Cult and laying my thoughts upon this medium. In fact, they’d beg for the attention, any attention (those whimpering fools) Ah, life was so much simpler there.
And before you me it’s not as if they mind. If there was one thing I miss about my former position (it’s easier to call it that lest I drag one into boring debates with details which would raise the eyebrows to comical levels) it is the ability to randomly smack an unfortunate green fellow. Poor fellow, if only there were Goblins to take out his frustrations upon. Although I have witnessed him scribble on occasion, I believe life events, his age and most everything else on an adult’s agenda is wearing upon his psyche. Zombie Goblin art courtesy of texahol on Deviantart more here īack again! Cult is still waist deep in procrastination.
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