As the call, so the echo 🏞🌃
#Canal #Miramar
#Night #Placidity
#Scenic #Distant
#Smooth #Angle
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Soaring along the beachside 🌫🌴🌴
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Cabal – Everything Rots Review
By Dear Hollow
The struggle between viciousness and velocity is a storied one in the realm of deathcore, and Cabal is no exception in its battle between tone-abusing slogs and blazing blastbeats. Enacting a blackened deathcore attack that neglects orchestral atmospheres and paper-thin symphonics in favor of thick filth that covers every surface lead and fills every chugging crevice, it flaunts an arsenal of blackened chord progressions that lend a horror appropriate to its occult theme. The band has nevertheless toiled between the trenches of stagnation and devastation. Four albums in, expect filthy chugging aplenty, dark electronic flourishes abound, and a tasteful array of guest vocalists, all in service of a darker power. Business as usual.
In spite of its unmistakable filth that separates it from the likes of Lorna Shore, Worm Shepherd, or any of the other Deathcore Borgirs of the world, Denmark’s Cabal has a bit of a rollercoaster of a discography since 2018. Debut Mark of Rot was a simultaneously too-clean and too-dirty blend of down-tempo deathcore with blackened flourishes and a sterile djent guitar tone. 2020’s Drag Me Down amped the tempo with an unfuckwithable cutthroat quality that kept things fresh and brutal with spotlights of guests from Polaris, Møl, and Trivium. 2022’s Magno Interitus amped the tone with a lightless and mammoth foray into dark electronics that kept things interesting, although its more experimental pieces damaged its consistency. In this way, Everything Rots more seamlessly incorporates it into an over-the-top and absolutely relentless deathcore romp caked with Cabal’s suffocating trademark filth.
Like “Tongues” or “Demagogue” from Drag Me Down, Cabal manages to balance its absolutely crushing weight with a tasteful novelty in Everything Rots. While you’re guaranteed to be bludgeoned by breakdowns infused with the weight of Magno Interitus and pulverized by Andreas Bjulver’s husky roars, a heavier usage of blastbeats adds to the frenzy and the guest vocals add a dosage of well-placed freshness, not unlike Aborted’s latest. Injecting a hardcore call-out badassery (Viscera’s Jamie Graham in “No Peace;” Nasty’s Matthi Odysseus in “Unveiled”), rapid-fire groove (ten56.’s Aaron Matts in “Still Cursed”), and thick brutality (Aviana’s Joel Holmqvist in “Stuck;” Distant’s Alan Grnja in “Beneath Blackened Skies”). “Sort Sommer” (featuring hip-hop/punk duo Fabräk) has the same feel as “Blod af Mit” from Magno Interitus in its sudden embarrassment of nu-metal riches, but has been safely relegated to bonus track this time around. Cabal utilizes novelty as a reprieve to the relentless density that comprises its more straightforward pieces.
What’s consistently refreshing about Cabal is that their deathcore novelty is bolstered by a smart songwriting style that balances the meatheaded and the menacing. The best songs are those that are securely Cabal’s – in spite of the army of guests elsewhere – from the sweet placements of icy blackened chord progressions to mammoth breakdowns (“Everything Rots,” “Hell Hounds”). Compared to its predecessor, Everything Rots returns to what the band does best: being completely unhinged. It’s all about adrenaline-pumping intensity, pure gym-core, unshakeable groove populating its digestible tracks with a cold and intense melodic template (“Redemption Denied,” “End Times”). The electronic influence is far less jarring, adding a surreal pulse in addition to (instead of in replacement of) the deathcore intensity (“Forever Marked,” “Snake Tongues”).
Everything Rots will not sway your opinion on deathcore. It’s a meatheaded foray with enough chuggy breakdowns, brickwalled production, and vomitous vocals to kill an adult horse:1 A faster Black Tongue perhaps or a more blackened Humanity’s Last Breath. But armed with a blackened filth and a vocalist who could pass as his own arsenal of guest vocalists, Cabal’s got a trademark sound and a great interpretation of it. It’s a return to form for a band known for its balance, thanks to a cutthroat intensity that recalls the grandiosity of Drag Me Down. Dwelling in hell-scraping tone worship and tempo ignorance only when it benefits its occult aims, Everything Rots is a suffocating listen, smartly designed with necessary reprieves, with a must more tasteful electronic presence. It’s a brutal blackened deathcore album without all the symphonic bullshit. Deathcore fans rejoice!
Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 4 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Nuclear Blast Records
Websites: cabalcph.bandcamp.com | cabalcult.com | facebook.com/@cabalcph
Releases Worldwide: April 11th, 2025
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Oxygen discovered in most distant known galaxy
https://www.eso.org/public/news/eso2507/
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Yus! #Distant
I just watched Distant!
#distant : having an intervening space
- French: distant
- Italian: distante, lontano
- Portuguese: distante
- Spanish: distante
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:megaphone: DEMNÄCHST!
*Zusammenfassung 14.02. bis 17.03. für München
Any Given Day und The Narrator
14.02.2025 Ingolstadt / Eventhalle Westpark
Béton Brut
14.02.2025 München / Kafe Kult
Distant
15.02.2025 München / Feierwerk
Manowar
15.02.2025 München / Zenith, die Kulturhalle
The Night Flight Orchestra
15.02.2025 München / Backstage
Actors
16.02.2025 München / Rote Sonne
Lion's Law
17.02.2025 München / Backstage
Rise Against
17.02.2025 München / Zenith
Rise Against, L.S. Dunes und Sondaschule
17.02.2025 München / Zenith
Bullet for My Valentine
18.02.2025 München / Zenith
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milky way rise above the distant storms…
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milky way rise above the distant storms…
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LONG DISTANCE
The most entertaining sci-fi action comedy thriller I’ve seen in recent years.
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A film by Josh Gordon & Will Speck, starring Anthony Ramos, Naomi Scott, Kristofer Hivju, and Zachary Quinto.
映画『Distant(原題)』が観たい。FilmarksにClip! https://t.co/v83OYJzKrQ #Filmarks #映画 #Distant
Xenotheory – Blissful Death Review
By Kenstrosity
French deathcore troupe Xenotheory landed in 2022 with their Alien-themed beatdown-fest Dawn of an Eyeless Realm. While this launch didn’t quite put them on the map in a scene crowded with slam fiends and breakdown addicts, the artwork for their upcoming follow-up, Blissful Death, caught my eye. A divisive field for many, deathcore hits me hardest when it focuses on crushing riffs, stomping aggression, and creative use of a limited palette. Otherwise, my shields go up, unwilling to succumb to base, mind-numbing chugs and stuttering breakdowns. Can these xenomorph-obsessed slamcore brutes penetrate my bulkhead?
My immediate connect between Xenotheory and the greater deathcore scene is Within Destruction’s first three records. Roars that are a dead ringer for my beloved Rok Rupnik, heavily triggered (but satisfyingly bone-cracking) drums and subterranean downtuned guitar tones, and a penchant for slammy breakdowns permeate every moment of Blissful Death. Unlike those early Within Destruction records, however, there’s very little actual songwriting to be found here. This unfortunately puts Xenotheory in the same lifeless territory as deathcore colleagues Distant. Blissful Death is a massively bloated forty-five-minute beatdown of the world’s deadest horse. Chugs abound. Single-chord breakdowns pitted against industry standard slams litter the barren ground. Drums satisfy the bare minimum, keeping the pace as dictated by those aforementioned chugs. Otherwise, there’s little to no brain activity detected in this alien carcass.
I cannot overstate how accurately Blissful Death epitomizes the phrase “one-note.” From the opening scene setting of “Resurrection” to the monotonous trail of basic slams and forgettable caveman riffs that lead to the first new idea in twenty minutes, found in “What Lies Below,” Xenotheory attempt to beat my brains out with a relentless hammering against the cranium. Unfortunately, my skull cracks open to reveal absolute and total emptiness, as the record’s utter lack of creative or compelling songwriting left me without a cell to my name. This braindead assault to the senses is undoubtedly Xenotheory’s mission statement—the goal being summary pulpification of all audiences in a mindless, zombie-like stomp. However, it leaves very little for that audience to hold on to after it’s all over. Furthermore, the persistent presence of a Deathcore Standard Eerie Two-Tone Melody™ in just about every song steals whatever life Blissful Death may have possessed otherwise. More than that, it makes forty-five minutes of what is essentially one repeatedly recycled theme a deeply annoying, frustrating affair.
Occasionally, Xenotheory’s approach makes a minor impact; and in those moments, a glimmer of potential shines. “The Chasm,” “Ozymandias,” and “What Lies Below” provide a little burst of adrenaline with energetic, if extremely basic slams that are nonetheless immense fun in the moment. “The Fortieth Night” offers the record’s first instance of a blast beat instead of continuing the percussion’s trend of ghosting alongside the lead guitar’s rhythm. On a half-decent record, this would never stand on its own as a positive. However, Xenotheory’s approach to deathcore on this record is so monotonous that any development of character in their music earns a celebratory note. Amazingly, “The Fortieth Night” also develops some of those trademark background guitar melodies a bit more as well, hinting at some undiscovered ability to inspire interest in Xenotheory’s songwriting. Other elements of Blissful Death’s final act, such as the refreshing blackened char introduced in “Son of Man” and the closing “Le Dixieme Cercle” suite, allow me to barely scrape past the album’s finish line without having totally fallen asleep. Unfortunately, this notable step towards a redeeming quality comes far too late.
Blissful Death doesn’t qualify as a disappointment. It reaches beyond that. It demonstrates an undeniable familiarity and competence with the core material and aesthetic, then phones in the execution so lazily that it gives credence to every deathcore hater’s proclamation. Xenotheory have their work cut out for them going forward if they intend to stand out for a hard-won audience. Those who indiscriminately enjoy simple slams and bare breakdowns will love this, and I’m glad for that. But for me and all of those who ask for just a little more in their deathcore, ignorance of Blissful Death is bliss.
Rating: Bad
DR: 3 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Self Release
Websites: xenotheory.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/xnth.slam/vVaw1Jestt7mIt-mCXqjZW-A2W
Releases Worldwide: December 6th, 2024
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distant prayer
#therainwillcome #mortbones #distant #prayer #religion #less #symbol #meaning #quotation