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2025-03-13

Stuck in the Filter: January 2025’s Angry Misses

By Kenstrosity

We enter January under the impression that our underpowered filtration system couldn’t possibly get any more clogged up. Those blistering winds that overwhelm the vents with an even greater portion of debris and detritus pose a great challenge and a grave danger to my minions. Crawling through the refuse as more flies in all william-nilliam, my faithful lackeys brave the perils of the job and return, as they always do, with solid chunks of semi-precious ore.

And so I stand before you, my greedy little gremlins, in a freshly pressed flesh suit that only the elite like myself adorn, and present January 2025’s Filter finds. REJOICE!

Kenstrosity’s Fresh(ish) Finds

Bloodcrusher // Voidseeker [January 9th, 2025 – Barf Bag Records]

The sun rises on a new year, and most are angrier than ever. What’s a better way to process that anger than jamming a phat slab of brutal slamming deathcore into your gob, right? Oregon one-man-slammajamma Bloodcrusher understand this, and so sophomore outburst Voidseeker provides the goods. These are tunes meant not for musicality or delicacy but for brute-force face-caving. Ignorant stomps and trunk-rattling slams trade blows with serrated tremolo slides and a dry pong snare with a level of ferocity uncommon even in this unforgiving field (“Agonal Cherubim ft. Jack Christensen”). Feel the blistering heat of choice cuts “Serpents Circle ft. Azerate Nakamura” or “Death Battalion: Blood Company ft. The Gore Corps” and you have no choice but to submit to their immense heft. Prime lifting material, Voidseeker’s most straightforward cuts guarantee shattered PRs and spontaneous combustion of your favorite gym shorts as your musculature explodes in volume (“Slave Cult,” “Sanguis Aeternus,” “Blood Frenzy”). If you ask me, that sounds like a wonderful problem to have. As they pummel your cranium into dust with deadly slam riffs (“Malus et Mortis ft. Ryan Sporer,” “Seeker of the Void,” “Earthcrusher”) or hack and slash your bones with serrated tremolos (“Razors of Anguish,” “Methmouth PSA”), remember that Bloodcrusher is only trying to help.

Skaldr // Saṃsṛ [January 31st, 2025 – Avantgarde Music]

Virginia’s black metal upstarts Skaldr don’t do anything new. If you’ve heard any of black metal’s second wave, or even more melodic fare by some of my favorite meloblack bands like Oubliette, Stormkeep, and Vorga, Skaldr’s material feels like a cozy blanket of fresh snow. Kicking off their second record, Saṃsṛ, in epic fashion, “The Sum of All Loss” evokes a swaying dance that lulls me into its otherwordly arms. As Saṃsṛ progresses through its seven movements, tracks like the gorgeous “Storms Collide” and the lively “The Crossing” strike true every synapse in my brain, flooding my system with a goosebump-inducing fervor quelled solely by the burden of knowing it must end. Indeed, these short 43 minutes leave me ravenous for more, as Skaldr’s lead-focused wiles charm me over and over again without excess repetition of motifs or homogenization of tones and textures (“From Depth to Dark,” “The Cinder, The Flame, The Sun”). Some of its best moments eclipse its weakest, but weak moments are thankfully few and far between. In reality, Skaldr‘s most serious flaw is that they align so closely with their influences, thereby limiting Saṃsṛs potential to stand out. Nonetheless, it represents one of the more engaging and well-realized examples of the style. Hear it!

Subterranean Lava Dragon // The Great Architect [January 23rd, 2025 – Self Release]

Formed from members of Black Crown Initiate and Minarchist, Pennsylvania’s Subterranean Lava Dragon take the successful parts of their pedigree’s progressive death metal history and transplant them into epic, fantastical soundscapes on their debut LP The Great Architect. Despite the riff-focused, off-kilter nature of The Great Architect, there lies a mystical, mythical backbone behind everything Subterranean Lava Dragon do (“The Great Architect,” “Bleed the Throne”). Delicate strums of the guitar, multifaceted percussion, and noodly soloing provide a thoughtful thread behind the heaviest crush of prog-death riffs and rabid roars, a combination that favorably recalls Blind the Huntsmen (“The Silent Kin,” “A Dream of Drowning”). In a tight 42 minutes, Subterranean Lava Dragon approaches progressive metal with a beastly heft and a compelling set of teeth—largely driven by the expert swing and swagger of the bass guitar—that differentiates The Great Architect from the greater pool of current prog. Yet, its pursuit of creative song structure, reminiscent of Obsidious at times, allows textured gradations and nuanced layers to elevate the final product (“A Question of Eris,” “Ov Ritual Matricide”). It is for these reasons that I heartily recommend The Great Architect to anyone who appreciates smart, but still dangerous and deadly, metal.

Thus Spoke’s Likeable Leftovers

Besna // Krásno [January 16th, 2025 – Self Release]

It was the esteemed Doom et Al who first made me aware of Solvakian post-black group Besna. 2022’s Zverstvá was charming and moving in equal respects, with its folky vibe amplifying the punch of blackened atmosphere and epicness. With Krásno, the group take things in a sharper, more refined, and still more compelling direction, showing real evolution and improvement. The vague leanings towards the electronic play a larger role (“Zmráka sa,” “Hranice”), but songs also make use of snappier, and stronger emotional surges (“Krásno,” “Mesto spí”), the polished production to the atmospherics counterbalanced sleekly by the rough, ardent screams and pleasingly prominent percussion. Krásno literally translates as ‘beautiful,’ and Besna get away with titling their sophomore so bluntly because it is accurate. Melodies are more sweeping and stirring (“Krásno,” “Oceán prachu,” “Meso spí”), and the integration of the harsh amidst the mellow is executed more affectively (“Hranice,” “Bezhviezdna obloha”) than in the band’s previous work. Particularly potent are Krásno’s subtle nods and reprises of harmonic themes spanning the record (“Krásno,” “Oceán prachu,” “Mesto spí”), recurring like waves in an uplifting way that reminds me of Deadly Carnage‘s Through the Void, Above the Suns. Barely scraping past half an hour, the beautiful Krásno can be experienced repeatedly in short succession; which is the very least this little gem deserves.

Tyme’s Ticking Bomb

Trauma Bond // Summer Ends. Some Are Long Gone [January 12, 2025 – Self-Released]

Conceptualized by multi-instrumentalist Tom Mitchell1 and vocalist Eloise Chong-Gargette, London, England’s Trauma Bond plays grindcore with a twist. Formed in 2020 and on the heels of two other EPs—’21’s The Violence of Spring and ’22’s Winter’s Light—January 2025 sees Trauma Bond release its first proper album, Summer Ends. Some Are Long Gone, the third in a seasonally themed quadrilogy. Twisting and reshaping the boundaries of grindcore, not unlike Beaten to Death or Big Chef, Trauma Bond douses its grind with a gravy boat full of sludge. Past the moodily tribal and convincing intro “Brushed by the Storm” lies fourteen minutes of grindy goodness (“Regards,” “Repulsion”), sludgian skullduggery (“Chewing Fat”), and caustic cantankerousness (“Thumb Skin for Dinner”). You’ll feel violated and breathless even before staring down the barrel of nine-and-a-half minute closer “Dissonance,” a gargantuanly heavy ear-fuck that will liquefy what’s left of the organs inside your worthless skin with its slow, creeping sludgeastation. I was not expecting to hear what Trauma Bond served up, as the minimalist cover art drew me in initially, but I’m digging it muchly. Independently released, Summer Ends. Some Are Long Gone is a hell of an experience and should garner Trauma Bond a label partner. I’ll be hoping for that, continuing to support them, and looking forward to whatever autumn brings.

Iceberg’s Bleak Bygones

Barshasketh // Antinomian Asceticsm [January 9th, 2025 – W.T.C Productions]

My taste for black metal runs a narrow, anti-secondwave path. I want oppressive, nightmarish atmosphere, sure, but I also crave rich, modern production and technically proficient instrumental performances. Blending the fury of early Behemoth, the cinematic scope of Deathspell Omega, and the backbeat-supported drones of Panzerfaust, Barshasketh’s latest fell square in my target area. The pealing bells of “Radiant Aperture” beckoned me into Antinomian Asceticsm’s sacred space, a dark world populated with rippling drum fills, surprisingly melodic guitar work, and a varied vocal attack that consistently keeps things fresh. With the average track length in the 6-minute territory, repeat listens are necessary to reveal layers of rhythm and synth atmosphere that give the album its complexity. A throwaway interlude (“Phaneron Engulf”) and a drop in energy in the second and third tracks stop this from being a TYMHM entry, but anyone with a passing interest in technical black metal with lots of atmosphere should check this out.

Deus Sabaoth // Cycle of Death [January 17th, 2025 – Self-Released]

Deus Sabaoth have a lot going for them to catch my attention, beyond that absolutely entrancing cover art. Released under the shadow of war, this debut record from the Ukrainian trio bills itself as “Baroque metal,” another tag that piqued my interest. Simply put, Deus Sabaoth play melodic black metal, but there’s a lot more brewing under the surface. I hear the gothic, unsettled storytelling of The Vision Bleak, the drenching laments of Draconian, and the diligent, dynamic riffing of Mistur. The core metal ensemble of guitar, bass and drums is present, but the trio is augmented by a persistent accompaniment of piano and strings. The piano melodies—often doubled on the guitar—are where the baroque influence shines the greatest, echoing the bouncing, repetitive styling of a toccata (“Mercenary Seer,” “Faceless Warrior”). The vocals are something of an acquired taste, mainly due to their too-far-forward mix, but there’s a vitality and drive to this album that keeps me hooked throughout. And while its svelte 7 song runtime feels more like an EP at times, Cycle of Death shows enough promise from the young band that I’ll keep my eyes peeled in the future.

GardensTale’s Tab of Acid

I Don’t Do Drugs, I Am Drugs // I Don’t Do Drugs, I Am Drugs [January 27th, 2025 – Self-released]

When you name yourself after a famous Salvador Dalí quote, you better be prepared to back it up with an appropriate amount of weird shit. Thankfully, I Don’t Do Drugs, I Am Drugs strives to be worthy of the moniker. The band’s self-titled debut is a psychedelic prog-death nightmare of off-kilter riffs, structures that seem built upon dream logic, layers of ethereal synths and bizarre mixtures of vocal styles. The project was founded by Scott Hogg, guitarist for Cyclops Cataract, who is responsible for everything but the vocals. That includes all the songwriting. Hogg throws the listener off with an ever-shifting array of Gojira-esque plodding syncopation and thick, throbbing layers of harmonics that lean discordant without fully shifting into dissonance. But the songs float as easily into other-worldly soundscapes (“The Tree that Died in it’s[sic] Sleep”) or off-putting balladry (“Confierous”). BP of Madder Mortem handles vocals, and he displays an aptitude for the many facets required to buoy the intriguing but unintuitive music, his shouts and screams and cleans and hushes often layered together in strange strata either more or less than human. The combined result resembles a nightmare Devin may have had around 2005 after listening too much Ephel Duath. It’s not yet perfected; the ballad doesn’t quite work, and the compositions are sometimes a bit too dedicated to their lack of handholds. But it’s a hell of a trip, and a very convincing mission statement. A band to keep an eye on!

Dear Hollow’s Gunk Behooval

Bloodbark // Sacred Sound of Solitude [January 3rd, 2025 – Northern Silence Productions]

Bloodbark’s debut Bonebranches offered atmospheric black metal a minimalist spin, as cold and relentless as Paysage d’Hiver, as textured as Fen, and as barren as the mountains it depicts, exuding a natural crispness that recalls Falls of Rauros. Seven years later, we are graced with its follow-up, the majestic Sacred Sound of Solitude. Like its predecessor, the classic atmoblack template is cut with post-black to create an immensely rich and dynamic tapestry, lending all the hallmarks of frostbitten blackened sound (shrieks, blastbeats, tremolo) with the depth of a more modern approach. Twinkling leads, frosty synths, and forlorn piano survey the frigid vistas, while the more furious blackened portions scale snowbound peaks, utilized with the utmost restraint and bound by yearning chord progressions (“Glacial Respite,” “Griever’s Domain”). A new element in the act’s sound is clean vocals (“Time is Nothing,” “Augury of Snow”), which lend a far more melancholy vibe alongside trademark shrieking. Bloodbark offers top-tier atmospheric black metal, a reminder of the always-looming winter.

Great American Ghost // Tragedy of the Commons [January 31st, 2025 – SharpTone Records]

Boston’s Great American Ghost used to be extremely one-note, a coattail-rider of the likes of Kublai Khan and Knocked Loose. Deathcore muscles whose veins pulse to the beat of a hardcore heart, you’d be forgiven to see opener “Kerosene” as a sign of stagnation – chunky breakdowns and punk beats, feral barks and callouts, and a hardcore frowny face sported throughout. But Tragedy of the Commons is a far more layered affair, with echoes of metalcore past (“Ghost in Flesh,” “Hymns of Decay”), pronounced and tasteful nu-metal influence a la Deftones (“Genocide,” “Reality/Relapse”), and more variety in their rhythms and tempos, reflecting a Fit for an Autopsy-esque cutthroat intensity and ominous crescendos alongside a more pronounced influence of melody and manic dissonance (“Echoes of War,” “Forsaken”). Is it still meatheaded? Absolutely. Are its more “experimental” pieces in just well-trodden paths of metalcore bands past? Oh definitely. But gracing Great American Ghost a voice beyond the hardcore beatdowns does Tragedy of the Commons good and gives this one-trick pony another trail to wander.

Steel Druhm’s Detestible Digestibles

Guts // Nightmare Fuel [January 31st, 2025 – Self-Release]

Finland’s Guts play a weird “caveman on a Zamboni” variant of groove-heavy death metal that mixes OSDM with sludge and stoner elements for something uniquely sticky and pulversizing. On Nightmare Fuel, the material keeps grinding forward at a universal mid-tempo pace powered by phat, crushing grooves. “571” sounds like a Melvins song turned into a death metal assault, and it shouldn’t work, but it very much does. The blueprint for what Guts do is so basic, but they manage to keep cracking skulls on track after track as you remain locked in place helplessly. Nightmare Fuel is a case study into how less can be MOAR, as Guts staunchly adhere to their uncomplicated approach and make it work so well. Each track introduces a rudimentary riff and beats you savagely with it for 3-4 minutes with little variation. Things reset for the next track, and a new riff comes out to pound you into schnitzel all over again. This is the Guts experience, and you will be utterly mulched by massive prime movers like “Mortar” and “Ravenous Leech,” the latter of which sounds like an old Kyuss song refitted with death vocals and unleashed upon mankind. The relentlessly monochromatic riffs are things of minimalist elegance that you need to experience. Nightmare Fuel is a slow-motion ride straight into a brick wall, so brace for a concrete facial.

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2024-07-05

Octoploid – Beyond the Aeons Review

By Kenstrosity

Let’s play a little game, shall we? If I put a gun to your head, and it’s a big deadly gun, what genre would you guess Finland’s Octoploid play based on the album artwork alone? Yes, I know the genre tags are right under the title of this article. I assume nobody reads those. Anyway, my first assumption viewing the artwork was stoner sludge. I couldn’t have been farther off, and that excited me beyond reason. I had to check it out. Pronto. Immediately after smashing the play button on their debut record Beyond the Aeons, I reveled in absolute joy to discover the deceptive artwork was as much a red herring as I had hoped!

Featuring members of Amorphis, Barren Earth, Mannhai, and Death Mex, Octoploid flex a wide array of music muscles that I don’t normally expect to work together. Progressive melodic death metal at its core, Beyond the Aeons evokes notes of Vulture Industries, Amorphis, Kull, Amon Amarth, Blind the Huntsmen, and In Mourning without outright mimicking any of their respective sounds. Additional, subtle threads of surf rock, pirate metal, and psychedelia brighten the record with whimsical vibrancy as well. In total, Beyond the Aeons feels like an eldritch adventure with all of the fun and none of the horror. Striking an assortment of moods ranging from righteous adventurism (“Human Amoral”) to pensive introspection (“Concealed Serenity”) and everything in between (“The Hollowed Flame”), Octoploid’s debut plays like a concept album, brimming with songwriting dynamics and intriguing twists.

Everything successful about Beyond the Aeons lies in its thoughtful and unexpected details. Opener “The Dawns in Nothingness” takes notes from Vulture Industries’ lead guitar melodies and transmogrifies them into a melodic death metal context, while dramatic organs and Gregorian chants deftly shift the mood of the song in the second half to something darker and more mysterious. Surf rock aesthetics, combined with Kull’s and Amon Amarth’s adventurous spirit, fantastic leads and solos, 80s synthwork, a delightful “la la la” introduction, and a light hit of psychedelia, merge in album standout “Human Amoral.” Delightfully twangy lead guitars and just the right amount of progressive oddities and killer riff passages tie each and every idea together wonderfully here. Simply put, it’s one of the most fun melodic death metal jams of the year. Leaning even harder into progressive metal territory and exploring a meditative side to Octoploid’s sound, “The Hallowed Flame” represents a fascinating combination of Blind the Huntsmen’s intelligent construction, Eternal Storm‘s emotional drama, and Vulture Industries’ sultry grooves. Thankfully, I don’t leave this experience despondent, thanks to closing hit “A Dusk of Vex.” Its high-energy swagger ends the record with a sort of exuberance that motivates me to hit that replay button right away, just so I can experience the whole journey again knowing I’ll get to jig with “Dusk in Vex” one more time on my way out.

Everything unsuccessful about Beyond the Aeons lies in missed opportunities. The most obvious example of this drawback, interlude “Beyond the Aeons” could’ve been a gorgeous psychedelic palette cleanser between Beyond the Aeon’s two acts. Alas, it merely jams for a brief minute before moving on. “Concealed Serenity,” coming in near the end of the runtime, lacks a compelling musical backbone to carry its somber weight. It could have been a beautiful way to further develop the smooth transition into more mournful territory introduced by “The Hallowed Flame,” but sullies the opportunity with lackluster riffs and a weak chorus. Musically, “Coast of the Drowned Sailors” and “Shattered Wings” constitute excellent pieces of whimsical death metal with righteous guitar shreddery and killer grooves, but the vocals in these tracks don’t quite clear the same high bar. Competent and well-fitting though he is, Octoploid’s vocalist had an opportunity to take more or greater risks for an even bigger payoff in these numbers. He just didn’t take them. Lastly, Beyond the Aeons is loud. Well-mixed, but loud. I would’ve enjoyed the record even more if the engineers traded in a bit of compression for an airier soundstage that allowed its multitudinous layers to breathe with even greater vitality.

Despite my critiques, I am unreasonably excited by Octoploid’s debut. It represents a side of the melodic and progressive death metal scenes that I don’t hear often, and I want so much more. Beyond the Aeon is professional, whimsical, immense fun, and dynamic to boot. That’s a rare combination. If you’re looking for something familiar, but different, Beyond the Aeons is the album for you!

Rating: Good!
DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Reigning Phoenix Music
Website: facebook.com/octoploidmusic
Releases Worldwide: July 5th, 2024

#2024 #30 #Aeternam #AmonAmarth #Amorphis #BeyondTheAeons #BlindTheHuntsmen #DeathMetal #EternalStorm #FinnishMetal #InMourning #Jul24 #Kull #MelodicDeathMetal #Octoploid #Opeth #ProgressiveDeathMetal #ProgressiveMetal #PsychedelicRock #ReigningPhoenixMusic #Review #Reviews #SurfRock #VultureIndustries

2023-12-15

Omnerod – The Amensal Rise [Things You Might Have Missed 2023]

By Kenstrosity

Sometimes a record takes its sweet time worming its way into my hole brain. Other times, a record drills into me with the immediacy of a bolt of lightning. Omnerod’s sophomore full-length, The Amensal Rise, did a little bit of both to me in 2023. Released back in May, this immense, intense slab of dramatic progressive death metal slowly crept into my skin, but the infection it carried was virulent. I found myself feverishly affected by its horrific tale, and while it took me a while before I returned, once I did, there was no escape.

Omnerod is an odd duck, there’s no doubt about it. Bridging the gap between Devin Townsend Project, Blind the Huntsmen, and Native Construct, these Belgians charge fearlessly into the theatrical, twisted, and dramatic. As I expected from an Omnerod product, a surplus of wacky instrumentation, off-kilter riffing, and wildly entertaining songwriting catapults into my cranium during each and every moment of The Amensal Rise. However, the added horror elements à la Nightmarer and Blindfolded and Led to the Woods make this a much darker, much heavier, and much more immersive affair than Arteries. In execution, Omnerod’s ultimate goal with The Amensal Rise is to fuck with your brain, maintaining a deep sense of foreboding and distrust while luring you into trap after monstrous trap for over an hour—and then make you want to do it all over again.

Between Anthony Deneyer’s unbelievable vocal performance; Romain Jeuniaux’s multifaceted and novel guitar wizardry; André Six’s immense bass heft; and Pablo Schwilden Diaz’s venerable work on the drum kit, the keyboard, and all manner of other percussion, I find myself utterly enraptured by Omnerod’s adventurous songwriting. From the very first explosive crash of opener “Sunday Heat,” The Amensal Rise abuses my bodily system as it repeatedly, mercilessly injects me with fatal doses of adrenaline. Dual-wielding crushing, skronky death metal and light, airy lulls, as on the monumental “Satellites,” Omnerod continue the adrenal abuse as they force my emotions to flick mercilessly from awe into alarm and back again. “Spore,” too, constitutes an unqualified triumph of songwriting dynamics. Its blasting death metal freakouts and tender, smooth jazz reveries make it an absolutely stunning thirteen-minute opus, easily launching itself into Song o’ the Year contention.

Come to think of it, almost every song here offers something compelling and memorable enough to make a play at Song o’ the Year playlists. “Magnets” shifts gears into more straightforward territory, stripping the layers left by its predecessors in favor of seriously infectious prog-death riffing and hooky writing. The title track blends beautifully Omnerod’s progressive death metal core with Danny Elfman-esque balladry and wonderfully twisted effects. Last but not least, closer “The Commensal Fall” brings all of the different directions and explorations ventured into one final conflagration, burning the whole barn down and leaving nothing but rubble and ash behind.

Perhaps most importantly, though, The Amensal Rise works without condition as a singular, unified experience. Yes, it’s extremely long at a lofty seventy minutes, but there’s never a dull moment and I find myself helplessly immersed in the whole terrifying trek. If you miss it, it is truly your loss.

Tracks to Check Out: “Satellites,” “Spore,” “The Amensal Rise,” “The Commensal Fall”

#2023 #BlindTheHuntsmen #BlindfoldedAndLedToTheWoods #DeathMetal #DevinTownsendProject #MelodicDeathMetal #NativeConstruct #Nightmarer #Omnerod #ProgressiveDeathMetal #ProgressiveMetal #Review #Reviews #SelfReleased #TheAmensalRise #ThingsYouMightHaveMissed #ThingsYouMightHaveMissed2023

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