Showing posts with label Doom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Doom. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Major Kong - Doom for the Black Sun


Today’s review is of the new record titled Doom for the Black Sun by Major Kong, an instrumental doom/stoner act from Poland. It contains exactly the same three members as another Polish band called Fifty Foot Woman - Dominik Stachyra, Paweł Zmarlak, and Michał Skuła. Fifty Foot Woman was a sick Kyuss worship band, but that project is on hold at the moment while the band members concentrate on Major Kong. With the vocals neatly deleted, these three Poles are taking a jammier, more psychedelic, and considerably slower approach. Kyuss will always be present in these guys’ sound (I suspect), but Major Kong has more in common with the likes of Sleep, Electric Wizard and Acid King than anything else – the doomier side of stoner metal.

My general feeling about this album is that it’s good, but it doesn’t stand out. The production is not as chunky as Fifty Foot Woman’s and they haven’t managed to capture the groove of doom as well as they did with more straight up stoner metal. The best moments are the psychedelic guitar solos. “Primordial Gas Clouds”, my favorite song on DftBS, is one of the few moments where MK manage to capture a truly deadly groove and the psych jamming on lead and bass that rides on it is wicked. If the whole album upheld the quality of this song, it would be a real winner (though to be honest that song probably should’ve been a minute shorter). There are moments of awe scattered throughout the rest of the album, but as a whole it carries on in the same way for a little too long and breaks no ground on any terms. Movie samples are used several times, but I didn’t think any of them were particularly apt or funny. Seriously though, there’s more good than bad here. Kong have a straight-forward, honest style: slow, heavy, rock music. And I like that. But I still want them to gear up Fifty Foot Woman for a second round.

In summary: Not going to enter the ledgers of legends, but a very solid release that fans of the genre should certainly try.

Standout tracks: “Primordial Gas Clouds”, “Demolition Whale”

Score: 7.0


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Tuesday, June 12, 2012

Spirit Descent - Seven Chapter In A Minor


Word round the block is that Spirit Descent is an “epic” doom metal band. It is true, I guess, that they make doom metal music with epic qualities. But I’m not really sure that they should be coined as a symbolic figure of this strain of doom. Since every man and his brother’s band are making epic music these days there seems little value in even mentioning the fact that a band is epic. Maybe we should start labeling bands when they are not epic, at least so I’ve though ever since I started having cravings just to hear a regular, four-minute rock song with a steady beat. Hyperbolic rant on the genre classification war aside, it’s still an apt description; Spirit Descent do indeed make epic doom metal.

Hailing from Germany, SD bring to the table a smooth blend of traditional doom/heavy metal and the more recent, more extreme and modern styles of doom that appeared later when influenced by death metal. There is definite narrative in each composition here, and quite a lot of progression over the course of the album, but always the debt to Sabbath is glaringly clear. That’s one of the cool things about SD though: They make no pretenses about being something new and shiny, but revel in going by the books and paying great tribute to conventions of much-loved style. They are unashamed in their old-fashioned ways. Jan Eichelbaum on vocals, in addition to his authentic traditional heavy metal voice, occasionally garnishes the music with lengthy death/doom roars. This modernizes the music a bit as it recalls the rampant cross-breeding genres are committing these days. Nice, clean, new production makes the vintage vibes heavier than they could manage back in the day, too.

I have to say, Spirit Descent have done a pretty damn good job with these songs. I’m not usually too fond of more traditional metal styles, but I sat through Seven Chapter a few times without even becoming irritated by the singing, so that in itself says something. The riffage, it’s true, is instantly enjoyable, and the sweet production brings those doomed hooks out nice and fat and rock-heavy. Plus they write a better epic than most of the riff-raff trying to feet their heads into storyteller’s caps these days. If you favor this style of metal, I wouldn’t hesitate to suggest this album.

In conclusion: Classic metal, with a bigger, heavier, more technologically up-to-date streak. No originality, but quality songs that keep doom traditions alive.

Standout tracks: “Dawn of Mankind”, “The Tragedy of Captain Scott”, “Sleeper”

Score: 7.5


Sunday, June 10, 2012

Nadja - Excision


As any follower knows, Nadja have an extremely high musical output rate. But you couldn’t blame them for milking commercial teats as it’s almost all been original music. Over God knows how many albums during the ten years since their conception Nadja have released only three compilations and four live albums – a drastically small percentage of their discography, with the majority made from full-length albums. So it’s nice to see this platter of previously limited vinyl-only releases “excised” and made available to a wider audience. There’s a good chunk of listening to do here over two CDs with the total run-time coming to two hours, thirty-four minutes, and forty-one seconds.

Excision gives us a good cross-section of Nadja’s broad array of doom/drone stylings. It opens with “Jornada del Muerto”, not the strongest track on the album, but a crushingly heavy piece of glacial doom that is as close to SunnO))) as Nadja have ever been. “Perichoresis” has a more progressive approach, moving through stages of ambient, post-sludge drone and noise. This song is truly epic and melancholy and is a pretty damn good example of how powerful Nadja can be. “Spahn” provides a more stripped-back, deep space excursion. “Kriplyana” is pure ambient drone, sharing more in common with the likes of Gavin Bryars than doom metal. Swapping CDs “Autosomal (Version 2)” builds up with ten minutes of snail-paced post-rock before a dream-like tide of swirling distorted doom gushes forth, a tsunami in slow-motion. On “Kitsune (Fox Drone)” we bathe in heavenly static; this track is trademark Nadja droning bliss. “Autosomal (Version 3)” is more ambient drone, this time on the noisy, psychedelic side, excellent for a twisted chillout. with “Clinging to the Edge of the Sky” concludes with fifteen minutes of peaceful post rock.

There are no outstanding criticisms to make; it’s overly long and the songs don’t join together at the seams naturally, but that’s to be expected from this kind of compilation. Standalone, each song is pretty strong but I think this is really meant for fans only, specifically ones who missed out on the limited edition original pressings of this music. If you want to be introduced to Nadja, I’d recommend starting somewhere a little more spectacular like Corrasion, or Skin Turns to Glass. Excision is still a quality buy if you find it cheap or something, though.

In short: It’s not an essential Nadja album, but for the fan who wants to delve deeper into their massive body of work, Excision is a worthwhile way to relax in style for a while.

Standout tracks: “Perichoresis”, “Autosomal (Version 3)”

Score: 7.5


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Friday, May 18, 2012

Woods of Ypres - Woods 5: Grey Skies & Electric Lights


Music is the imprint of man’s soul into sound. Bands resemble the lives of human beings. The older we get, the more we mellow out (one can’t abuse oneself forever), and often we will have a resurgence of energy in or just past our middle age. While Woods of Ypres have always been melancholy, this is their most soul-filled and reflective album yet. Unfortunately it looks like Woods of Ypres is a band that will never have the opportunity for that nostalgic return to the more energetic excitements of youth that many bands experience, as lead singer and guitarist, and mastermind of the band, David Gold regrettably passed away in a car accident four days before Christmas last year. Yes, another legend has gone, but not soon enough to miss leaving behind a heroic legacy of records the last of which had been recorded, but not yet released at the time of his death. This record is Woods 5: Grey Skies & Electric Lights, and it is going down in history, and not simply because people worship the dead, as according to David they should not, but because this is a masterpiece of metal and a profound realization of style and emotion. For the listener, David’s death only serves as a cruel irony when we hear the brilliance of this perfectly composed work that is about death itself, life, and society.

As inferred earlier, Woods have largely traded much of their extreme metal aggression in favor of their softer gothic rock/metal sound, an element which had also been there for a long time. But where Type O Negative give us the sexually charged, sensual tones of this style, Woods of Ypres give us passionate solemnity, thoughtful reflection, and serious philosophies. Pigeonholes and comparisons aside, though, what we have here is music of the utmost quality in terms of musicianship, song-writing and lyrical craftsmanship. I personally am not a huge appreciator of metal lyrics in general; in general they are not what attract me to the genre. I find combining two art forms (poetry and song) together in this way is a difficult thing to do, especially in a genre as gloriously over the top as metal. I preferred to place emphasis on the music itself. That was, until I listened to Woods 5. The lyrics on this album are beautiful, intelligent and cut to the core of so many problems that the soul faces in the modern world. Gold’s voice enunciates the wonderful poetry with great clarity in all forms of his voice, making it impossible to ignore and inevitable to sing along with.

There is no real weak point on the album. From beginning to end, Woods 5 shines brilliantly and radiates a various maturely captured shades of melancholy. There is nothing depressing about this masterpiece, however, instead it is the perfect reflection, a tool to organize and sort your emotions and thoughts, and thus a highly useful and important piece of art. Woods make perfect transitions between gothic, doom and black metal, allowing a series of shattering climaxes to develop over the course of the hour-long runtime. It has often been said that it is more difficult to write a good simple song than a good complex one. Another possible way of viewing this is that simple songs rely on more complex emotions - things people find extremely hard to control, let alone fuse successfully with music and poetry. Like all the greats of rock music before them (in my opinion), Woods of Ypres have mastered the deceptive craft of simplicity – the artistic vehicle of true passion.

It took me a long time to review this album, and while I haven’t said anything particularly profound about it, I needed to know that the power of the music was genuine and held at least some longevity. I was also aware of the way that recently deceased artists inspire sympathy in people and not always because of the quality of their work, and I didn’t want to let bias inflect my opinion. As I saw how the album was affecting me more increasingly with every listen, I thought it was too good to rush into and worship, too good not to consider thoughtfully before praising. After many listens, I believe I know it well enough to confirm that Woods 5 is the real deal – a living, human thing and an album that will be remembered for decades to come as a classic.

In summary: If you like your metal endowed with great beauty and feeling, this is a must. If you like it when your metal has something to say about the concrete world rather than venturing into the escapist realms that the genre is so heavily based upon, this is a must. For me personally, it’s the best album I’ve heard this year so far. A work of sublime craftsmanship; an album for rainy days and hard times; a cure for suffering; a vital medicine for the modern age.

Standout tracks: “Death is not an Exit”, “Adora Vivos”, “Silver”, “Career Suicide” and all the others

Score: 10.0

Friday, May 11, 2012

Radio Moscow & Earthless & Premonition 13


Volcom are known for their surf/skate/snowboard gear, but they also have a record label! Every year Volcom Entertainment Vinyl Club releases six limited edition records from various artists, usually stoner, psychedelic or punk rock. One from this year’s vinyls features Scott “Wino” Weinrich of Saint Vitus fame on it, as well as the awe-inspiring Earthless, so I decided to review it.

Earthless is not frigid black metal or punishing grindcore or swamp beast sludge, it’s not even metal at all – in short it’s are not the kind of music this blog is dedicated to. But damn! does this band gets me, and damn are they heavy. Although I’ve been known to love it, psych jamming is something in my opinion that is often done wrong, sometimes based on misguided heroic ideals, or more often than not falling into the ether of dudes getting high and playing together in the drummer’s mother’s garage, dreaming of money and fans, imagining the groupies and the outstretched arms, lost in a world of fantasy and love, one of the fatal consequences of reality that can happen when beauty and stupidity meet. But Earthless, no. Earthless does not fall victim to these pathetic weaknesses. Earthless think about one thing: How to rock the fuck out. This epic twenty-minute track is on the run, and it gets faster and faster. From the beginning the lead is improvising solos, and man, this guy (Isaiah Mitchell) is totally ripping it. Build up and break down and rock solidly til the very end. This is the concept here – deadly, as you can see. Epic fucking psych jams that hit home – BLAM!

Wino is a legend, as any true metalhead knows, and one of his newest projects, Premonition 13, contributes a fourteen-minute instrumental to the split. Quality psyched-out stoner jams roll along smoothly and solos glide calm and cool over the surface. Split into two segments each is satisfying, and falls closer to psychedelic rock than Wino’s trademark doom or stoner sound (though both are certainly integrated). This man has been rocking for years and it shows through in everything he does these days. “Noche Oscura”, the featured song, is yet another piece of evidence of his quality songwriting and musicianship, a fine piece of light metal to chill back to.

Radio Moscow finish it with the most retro vibes on the album, playing two tracks of Jimmy-esque psychedelic rock. This is not a band I’m familiar with, and personally it’s not my style, but these tracks are still pretty cool ‘70s emulations with on-the-mark musicianship. The first track is the only song on here with vocals, and apart from the production it could be straight off of a Zeppelin or Cream album. The second track is instrumental and I prefer this one as it finishes with some pretty trippy Middle Eastern sounding string instrument accompanied by lots of crazy drumming and wacky effects. However, it still sounds like music the music of an era gone stagnant and is my least favorite of the bunch.

In short: Psychedelic fans will love this. Although there’s really only a morsel of metal in here, it is truly a rocking collaboration. The vinyl is limited to only 1500 copies, so get it while you can!

Standout tracks: Earthless take the medal here hands down!

Score: 8.0


Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Kownloon Walled City & Thou


This split is the first in a series that is the first project from new record label Hell Comes Home. The series is called Hell Comes Home Volume 1 and it will feature twelve splits, twenty-four songs and twenty-four sludge/doom bands from all over the world, including Thou, Fistula, and Rabbits. Sounds great, doesn’t it? Check out the website at www.hellcomeshome.com. So it all kicks off with a pair of covers, Kowloon Walled City take on Low’s “July”, and Thou’s efforts into Soundgarden’s “4th of July”. Songs coincidentally chosen? I think not – but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t work, as this is a tasty little morsel of alternative rock-tinged sludge metal.

Kowloon Walled City is a sludge, or post-sludge, band from San Francisco named after one of the seediest triad districts Hong Kong ever saw, now demolished almost twenty years ago. The band released a pretty damn sweet little debut three years ago, Gambling on the Richter Scale, music that can only be called crushing and dense. This cover shows the band’s softer side, being slower, simpler and also having exchanged the aggressive hardcore-esque vocals of the band members for some nice indie-esque vocals from Big Sir singer and songwriter Lisa Papineau. The original song is a beautiful piece of slowcore with amazing harmonies, and this is the basically the distorted version. KWC have done a pretty good job here, although I personally would’ve done it differently. Although it was definitely a good idea to get Papineau in on vocals, it feels like little of the original KWC remains. Some harsh vocals layered over the clean female vocals near the end perhaps would’ve been the cream on the cake? But this is still enjoyable listening.

Thou have become legends of doom metal in recent years, putting out release after release of quality sludged-out doom. It is a pure pleasure to hear them cover Soundgarden, and turn “4th of July’s” classic riff into a dragging doom beast. Thou have achieved what Kowloon Walled City didn’t quite, in that they have successfully kept true to the spirit of the original track whilst injecting their own flavor into it. The guitar tone and pace is just what you want to hear from Thou and the dual clean/harsh vocals really bring some proper metal into the track. Wicked.

In short: A great little split that I highly recommend buying on vinyl, or even better subscribing to the whole Hell Comes Home boxset, as I suspect it’s going to be a wonderful collection. Also each “7 comes with truly stunning artwork from Kuba Sukolski.

Standout tracks: I like the Thou song best

Score: 8.5

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Monolithe - Interlude Second EP


Monoliths are very mysterious yet developed machines (invented by Arthur C. Clarke), which were created by an alien race far more advanced than humans. In fact, as can be seen at the start of 2001: A Space Odyssey, Clarke shows us that monoliths are actually largely responsible for the development of the human race itself, giving one of our prehistoric forms the ability to use tools. These monoliths have been the recurrent theme and vehicle of French funeral doom band Monolithe to explore or speculate upon the origins of humanity through metal. It’s quite deep subject matter for a metal band, and Monolithe have always been a band who took their music very seriously. They planned out the entire course of the band’s history before they were even properly formed, that being five full-length albums titled I - V and two EPs. Now, eleven years later, I and II have been released as well as the two interlude EPs, and the long-awaited III – an album of great expectations - is to be released later on in 2012.

Monolith’s first two albums received a lot of credit in the underground, but I have to admit that they never really blew my mind although I did find their music enjoyable. Interlude Premiere was an interesting variation as well, but Interlude Second really has a distinctly different atmosphere, and in my opinion a more mature one. This is still funeral doom, but it is much less conventional than the band’s earlier efforts. It truthfully reminds me more of Blut Aus Nord than it does Skepticism – after all it’s no secret that Vindsval has had his hands deep in the Monolithe pot lately, providing vocals and clearly some other influences as well. Apart from being Monolithe’s darkest and most foreboding venture, it also has a much more industrialized side, especially in the percussion. The drums click away at calculating yet unpredictable rhythms, and the guitars drift horrifically through dissonances that are all smacking of post-The Work Which Transforms God Blut Aus Nord. The vocals have been seriously evilled up to boot. It’s is a bit more minimalist than before and it almost has the feeling of being an improvised jam (a very cold, doomed one), but it’s still a genuine convergence of the two entities, retaining some of the romanticism of the previous records.

Interlude Second also differs to its predecessors in that it has two tracks instead of only one: The first is twenty-five minutes with the second running eleven. They are both droning, but the second one has more keyboards and experimentalism. The quality of the music is definitely high, but I am a big fan of all of Vindsval’s work. However, the mini-album is, as you might assume, an interlude, and it feels very much like a taste of something to come, not yet reaching the final depths of this idea. And thus many metalheads (myself included) now patiently await the release of III, which if you judge by this record is something to be pretty excited about.

In short: Crushing abysmal blackened doom. A band that will probably shoot even further into the forefront of the funeral scene this year.

Standout tracks: Both form one

Score: 8.0