Blut Aus Nord "Ethereal Horizons" (2025)

 

French outfit Blut Aus Nord have done it again! Sixteen album's deep and still stirring curiosity within Black Metal, a scene which rarely sparkles these days. Ethereal Horizons edges off from the Psychedelic entanglements heard on Hallucinogen. The dense atmospheric design and spiritual melodies abridge an Ethereal realm, obviously suggested in its title. Propelled by frenzied blast beats, the reverb drenched guitar leads shimmer over a haze of dark synths as screams call out from the echoes of this limbic space. This energy between realms, occasionally signals its inspirations as some songs slip into Pagan vibes, a highlands tang, the likes of contemporaries Saor.

All songs lean on its aesthetic construct, tightly woven together, playing as a whole record, setting a distinct mood with each spin. On this journey, plunges into madness and ascensions to melodic glory take place with plenty of luscious interludes to break up the natural intensity. Clean vocals drift in and out of focus like lost souls drifting through the ether. On occasion a stomp of metallic rhythm might rear its beastly head to. Ethereal Horizons has a fair helping of treasures to offer but is mostly subdued by the stretches between its stars. What Burns Now Listens is my favorite track. I also appreciated closer track The End Becomes Grace. It creates a perfect sense of finality, signalling the venture is over as its instruments collapse into an airy descent.

Rating: 6/10

Trevor Something "The Anima" (2025)

 

Quick of the heels of The Shadow, Trevor returns with a classy record, honing in on indulgent moods and soothing tones, executing this concept in confident stride. The Anima plays a tribute to love, lust and relationships, matters of the heart both painful and endearing, a sensual journey drifting through Ethereal emotive spaces.

With a woven tapestry of nostalgic influences, Synthwave and Dream Pop merge into an 80s fever dream, re-imagined for the modern day. Drifting by on easy tempos, touches of breezy Trap percussion drive its laid back engine. A Cloudrap akin ease brushes its lyrical casualness, as direct themes cross paths with the lingo of youth.

These eleven tracks feel naturally cohesive, each plays a different fracture of an overall chemistry. The albums spectrum feels built off simple beat production, looping instrumentals exploring vibes, occasionally crossing into grander territory as choruses and motifs elevate tracks, feeling like vague echos of unwritten Pop classics. 

Its reverb drenched nature, conjuring Vapourwave energy, possibly holds its melodies back from punching through. They and the gentle vocals meld into a singular flow, cloudy, melting forth as the minutes tick by in limbo, a precarious place of ambiguity between sorrow and sunshine. I personally interpreted this one with positivity.

Although darkness is housed within, rearing itself in Trevor's vulnerable singing, The Anima plays like intoxication, a smothering blanket luring one into its embrace. With each spin, a spell is cast, a sleepy trance of easy energy gushing forth. Its a delight tone but I could see how others might tap into deep pains with this one.

Rating: 7/10 

Kauan "Wayhome" (2025)

 

Gently swain by the soothing return of this moving ethereal melancholy, Wayhome's first spin deeply captivated. Shimmering guitar licks revel in dense reverbs as soft atmospheric synths brood, swelling into stunning passage of dreary melody, beautiful yet sullen. Guided by simplistic glacial percussion, a cast of gentle instruments are invited to croon in textural pleasures, as minimal compositions amass in swells of volume. At its most intense, distant guitars distort and crunch metallic chops. This edge melts away into the ever present hum of its cloudy keys. Voices come and go, some harmonious and Folkish, occasionally shouts of a softer nature. In its best strides, ritualistic chanting conjures familiar suggestions of rural nostalgia. Pianos drift in and out of focus too, another tuneful arm to deploy subtle spellbinding arpeggios.

On second and third listens, the magic fades. Kauan have refined their Post-Rock/Metal motif to a mastery but one lacking fresh ideas. The absorbing nature of this aesthetic indulgence always packs a punch after an extended absence. Yet only two tracks had stand out moments with an impactful Black Metal tinged mid track crescendo on Leave / Let Go. With a lull before the storm, Haste / Ascend brought a touch more grove and momentum than the slower songs, giving its opening stretch much gravitas as the back of the song mellows out. Many of the tracks carried heavy moments between quiet stretches. Perhaps speaking to a concept behind its duel track names. Either way, its beautiful nature couldn't mask how routine this felt.

Rating: 6/10

Anna Von Hausswolf "Iconoclasts" (2025)

 

A far cry from the darkly mesmerizing dread of Dead Magic, Anna pivots her devilish leanings to ancestral charms, her voice finding its Folkish power in warmer territory. Continuing with lengthy temporal progressions that gradually groan and smother, her broody organ drones still evoke esoteric spirits as new musical ideas gently steer its destination away from the pale. That descent into unwinding madness always lingers but the plunge evaded, as some of these numbers flirt with a stern unease.

As a dense record of seventy two minutes, no song hurries itself. Iconoclasts meddles through its ideas, ruminating on notions, soaking in its own atmosphere. So often do passing moments linger on Anna's witching voice. Tribal percussion drifts in and out of focus around heaving walls of sound that assemble from humble origins, the string sections often leading charge. Its not until Stardust that we get a standout track.

Kicking off with a persistent rolling drum loop, it powers the core driving baseline. Instruments gradually chime in as organs, synths and Anna's luminous voice swell around this central pounding notion. The break and return of its main riff towards its conclusion plays a gratifying one. This architecture is sorely lacking throughout the rest of the record as other songs drift and linger. This one feels purposeful, with direction, still carrying the organic feel all these numbers flow with.

 Struggle With The Beast is another highlight. Its jolting, animated jazzy Saxophone dances with the devil on the records darkest track. That however is just two standouts among Iconoclasts twelve which stokes an indulgent atmosphere for one to soak in its ambience, yet its flavor rarely find the rapture to whip one into its spell. I'm left a bit bewildered by how such beautifully inspired music doesn't quite strike the nerve without that dark focal point. This chemistry isn't quite attuned to more worldly leanings.

Rating: 6/10 

Enya "Amarantine" (2005)

 Potentially saturating my own Enya experience, Amarantine has struck me as a step backwards for such an esteemed, visionary artist. Held afloat by an ever persisting enchanted chemistry between her sublime voice and magical synths, a familiar cast of motifs emerge as creativity dwindles. From yearning folksy numbers to nocturne piano pieces and elegy hymns, the experience narrows in scope as fresh ideas elude.

 

Amarantine lacks an ambition, resulting in toned down approach less spectacular, sparingly subdued into commonality. Resting on ones laurels, Enya paints a beautiful soundscape, inescapable of familiarity's to her back catalog. On occasional, its gentler touch and moments of minimalism highlight her incredible singing, Water Shows The Hidden Heart, yet these quieter stints feel like lost space for inspired inventiveness.

 

 Its not without its merits. Amarantine certainly achieves to indulge one in Enya's Ethereal realm across its forty five minutes but more as a background piece. The title track itself plays a bespoke lyrical craft, touching deeply upon loving themes through the metaphor of its flower. A memorable song for that reason alone, as its instrumental make up seems bare bones in nature. That may just be the point, to strip things back, prove the magic works, however all that fantastical embellishment definitely elevates.

 

Rating: 5/10 

Esoterica "Ether Metal" (2025)

 

Its title may just suggest a new genre of metal but no such concept awaits. Conjuring a compliment to its balance gentle melodies, metallic punchiness and emotional tenderness, Ether certainly suits the resulting chemistry. Frontman Tobias Keast remains king, his vulnerable voice and dramatic range serves as a focal point, breathing life in any instance from casual, to shouting or sailing on smooth soaring inflections. Like always, he is the illumination that gives Esoterica their distinct identity.

Working on an Alternative Rock / Metal temperament, a slew of soft Djent grooves and downplayed stomps whirl in the backdrop between power chords. Alongside its main leads, grandiose strides of symphony, united choral group shouts, flashes of nightly electronics, airy synths and other sound design elements forge succinct visions. Moody, slightly downtrodden, in search of reprieve, its tone appeal to the hurt within.

Its not until the halfway point with Heathen that a dystopian, disinformation and antiauthoritarian themes emerge, giving this stretch some lyrical unification. A play on words, Track Dysutopia seems to miss the definition of dystopia as the opposite of utopia. A minor blemish leading to the excellent closers Paper Skull, a Mental Health stint referring to a mind of holes, and the dramatic, swelling, upheaval of Burn.

Despite its clear excellence of execution, Ether Metal didn't exactly suck me in. Always a fair, enjoyable listen without weak points but unlike there prior effort, nothing grabbed me hard, got stuck in the mind or lured me back in. Its a curious takeaway from a clearly inspired and passionate record but sometimes the whims and inconsistencies of the human experience leave us in such strange places.

Rating: 6/10

Enigma "Le Roi Est Mort, Vive Le Roi!" (1996)

Album number three, Le Roi Est Mort, Vive Le Roi! arrives an amorphus evolution of previous ideas. The prior potiency of Worldbeat dimishes as global cultral sounds subside into a stagnant midtempo troth of dreary passing moods. Michael Cretu takes the role of frontman. His milder vocals, slightly strained, strip the music of impact. Aiming high but landing short, his attempted grandiosity and questions of “im asking why” shys from evoking the deeper resonance these songs are searching for.

 

Meddling instrumentals noodle around with slugish atmospheric synths over dulled Woldbeat and Trip Hop percussion groves. It evokes mildly etheral vibes, somewhat contemplative but rarely do they peak or summit upon a destination. These songs simply circle on themselves as various instruments or vocals chime in on these travels. The moods conjured are dreamy, relaxing and indulgent but mostly as drifting emotions, passing one by. You could give your full attention to them… or not.

 

Thus many of Enigma's once impactful deployment of Gegorian chants, or the inclusion of dramatic female warblings, fall to is medicore persuasion. This third chapter isnt awful but the exicusion of its now established ideas end up drifting through routine, droning percussive loops. This religates a somehat decent round of listens as the novelety somewhat wears off. I now lack the appitite to return again.

 

Rating: 5/10 

Enigma "The Cross Of Changes" (1993)

 

In a pleasant surprise, it seems this assembly of musicians was no fluke. Evolving from MCMXCa.D., the group lean further into the Worldbeat sound, shedding some New Age vibes as striking a nerve with indigenous chants on a familiar Return To Innocence, another commercial hit preserved to memory through its recurrences in movies and adverts. Its a stirring union of loud, crashing, Hip Hop influenced drums and ritualistic cultural vocal chants. On paper a contrast, in performance an easy pleasure to take in. Oddly, its character stands apart from the rest of the record.

The Cross Of Change is mostly a moody, esoteric voyage through ambiguous avenues. Contemplative atmospheres, soothing in nature yet softly melancholic and mysterious. The archaic airy synths and subtle choral voices of its openers lay this foundation. Driven forth by drum machine grooves the music expands with drifting samples and instruments fleshing out its linear nature. Briefly interrupted by the aforementioned Return To Innocence, we then plunging further down the rabbit hole.

I Love You... I'll Kill You plays a remarkable pondering on loneliness. A darkly sorrow song, achieved without the usual hallmarks that often evoke such darkness. With Silent Warrior, we hear the Phil Collins influences again, punctuated by gated toms lifted from Genesis's Tonight Tonight Tonight. Its unnecessary but it fits in.

After Age Of Loneliness works its way through the established conventions that make up its identity so far. Out From The Deep serves as a closing pivot, drawing uplift and reprieve from the heavier themes. Deploying Eric B's classic sample of The Soul Searchers drum break, it barely manages to make sense as the music links up with a grandiose Glam Rock guitar solo. The Cross Of Changes then too pivots its synths to bright glossy chords, like the sun breaking apart storm clouds after the downpour. All in all, a strong record with a curious vibe to get lost in, if that's your cup of tea.

Rating: 7/10

Enigma "MCMXCa.D." (1990)

Catching my ear through the Spotify playlist shuffle, a curiosity was peaked given its early release date. This both felt and sounded like a missing link in the tapestry. A convergence of New Age and Worldbeat, at the alter of 90s drum machine aesthetics from the emerging House and Dance scenes. Before, I've covered similar evolved vibes from En Voice, Dead Can Dance and most keenly Delerium. This one swiftly clicked into place. Research revealing its position as a pioneering record, with surprise commercial success for these relatively unknown German-Romanian musicians.

The record has a trance like meditative presence. Easy listening, as its Dance rhythms gracefully drift through soundscapes of worldly atmosphere. Loaded with samples, spoken lyrics, Ethereal synths and keyboard instruments jostling New Age melodies. It forms an evocative collage of complimenting aesthetics suggesting deep and slightly esoteric themes about the human experience. Best of all, the inclusion of Gregorian Chants aids in playing up the ever present sense of spiritual significance.

Highlights include the mini epics Principles Of Lust and Back To The Rivers Of Belief. Both venture through lengthy song structures, packing a lot of intrigue as their powers hold over the listener. A shorter four minute piece, Callas Went Away, catches the ear with an even touch of plagiarism, as its subdued tom drums and lonely atmospheric synths clearly borrow from the timeless Phil Collins mega hit, In The Air Tonight.

The rest of the music falls into place around these key pieces. MCMXCa.D. is a soothing experience from start to end. One to return for, in need of these worldly spiritual vibes but with a touch of pace from its classic Dance drum machine patterns driving the music. I'm glad I stumbled onto it. It seems they had continued success with the following few records, which I may just check out next.

Rating: 7/10

Hundredth "Fadded Splendor" (2025)

Shock and awe ensues, as sequenced drum machines and a burly haze of dreamy distortions descend upon the listener. Breaking for a bold singular baseline and tender vulnerable voicing, the sunny emotive sways of Curve had me wondering, which band is this? Last time I checked in with Hundredth, they were reveling in a Post-Rock breed of Shoegazing and Alternative Rock. The latter two genres could describe Fadded Splendor but on this endeavor the band shimmy to the other end of the spectrum. Exploring simple pop harmonies and structures they often skirting that defining wall of sound energy in favor of clear and catchy rhythmic lines.

 

 With Curve and All The Way, the band happily deploy electronic percussion fondly reminiscent of a post Jimmy Chamberlin Smashing Pumpkins'. Hovering up many 90s influences in its stride, much of that distinct Billy Corgan influence pervades in its sentimental side, as the gentler cuts play up evocative vocal croons against Etheral backdrops, ever playing with the beautiful melancholy. Other songs revel in an upbeat energetic charge, pulling dancable motifs from Indie Rock. Never tho do these ideas converge in one moment but serve as complimenting chapters of the journey.

 

Fadded Splendor is a fair stride forward, territory not to dissimilar from Rare's makings. A few songs stand tall among a variety of numbers to give fans of different flavors their pickings. It may be the weather but its emotive sentiment seems perfect for the hot weather, however I could equally picture them feeling cozy in the winter seasons. I love that suggestive power of music... ultimately its up to the listener!

 

 Rating: 7/10

Trevor Something "The Shadow" (2025)

 

My introduction to Trevor Something was through his distinct covers of classic songs ranging from 80s Synthpop ear-bugs to 90s Alternative crooners and Industrial anthems. A treacherous terrain to navigate, traversed in complimentary nature to give those oldies a differed flavor. Comprised of original songs, The Shadow has to compete with those high standards. Taking such dreamy aesthetics to his own material, the chasm is felt raw across thirty tracks that fail to illuminate through melody, hook or lyricism. This record falls into the "vibes" category, establishing mood, then ruminating on it endlessly, without any spectacular musical ideas or deviation from the path.

Tracks play slow and sullen like sluggish fever dreams of self indulgent misery. Twisted to melodic might, reverb soaked synths delve into a cold Ethereal melancholy. Soft and soothing by design, these dreary yet absorbing synthetic soundscapes elongate melodies to the tune of sadness. Trevor's ghostly voice echos out above, downtrodden, drowning in the wounds of a self centered lifestyle's emotional loneliness. Heard best in his words, its catchier words echo a crude Manson.

 

The Shadow's architecture lacks diversity, its moods circle the drain. The title track catches an ear with some intriguing repeat cuts, caught between a record skip and digitized glitch, they create a momentary disoriented charm for attentive ears. Occasional vocal warbling encroaches into Mumble Rap vibes. Infrequent but a curious if only brief distinction. Spaced out percussion patterns occasionally go full Synthwave with gated tom drum fills. Once again a brief glimmer of deviation from the overall tone.

 

One can find a few favorite cuts that resonate well within this context. Numb The Pain and Die 1000x stood out for me. They seem a cut above the rest on a record devoid of hooks and memorable moments. Each song tends to melt into the next as feverish aesthetics overpower other fundamentals. A fair and entertaining listen for self indulgence that probably doesn't have the legs to stick in ones mind for too long.

 

Rating: 5/10

Spiritbox "Tsunami Sea" (2025)

Once highly anticipated, now sorely devoured, binging Tsunami Sea left me with a simple sentiment - these numbers could take many moons to fully internalize. Often cloaked by its own steely downcast expressions, LaPlante's stealthy Pop inspired vocals play second fiddle to a dominant theme of dejected aggression. Manifesting in temperamental sways between songs, angers climax upon the altar of monstrous hatred that is Soft Spine's mammoth onslaught. Moments before, a tuneful Perfect Soul embellishes their gentler side, reveling in the timbre of a classic pop song's hook.

Front loaded by a heavy assault of elasticated eight string guitar grooves melding with the subtle texturing of eerie atmospheric synths, cracks emerge as tracks occasionally mellow into doleful melancholies. Ride The Wave plays a keen example, cloudy mediocrity overcomes its hurtful emotional resonance. This sombreness leaves me with that aforementioned sense of needing more time to internalize its curious yet depressive persuasion. In conclusion, Tsunami Sea has one to many songs that drift by, failing to wrangle me into its allusive charm, unlike Eternal Blue was able to do.

To sing its praises, Tsunami Sea pushes the envelope of their sound. Seeking subtle inclusions of percussive sounds from the 90s explosion of electronic music, songs arrive fleshed out with links to tie its textural depth through the sways of intensity. Meager drum grooves holdover transitional moments a seamless fit. So to do hidden layers of trancey electronic synths weave in subdued soundscapes around the mostly metallic music that occasionally drifts into a Shoegaze and Ethereal territory.

The construct is masterful, giving listeners added depth to explore on an intensive listen. Seemingly straightforward, the instrumental ideas struck are enriched by this tapestry of passionate sound. Elevating the core of their musical identity, its a step in the right direction. On its best tracks, undeniable. As a whole album, the experience dips in spots. There is much to be enjoyed here. I hope it continues to grow on me.

Rating: 7/10

Yagya "Vor" (2025)

Vor feels like a valiant return to fundamentals, that familiar mesmerizing magic spun to a new level of aesthetic excellence. The entrancing hallmarks of Dub Techno remain intact, soothing synths jostle in a haze of dramatic reverb to deliver dense, wondrous atmospheres. A slightly unsettled yet blissful tone bestows one, as inconsequential meandering melodies resonate a naturalistic beauty. The soft power of deep bass and Downtempo grooves aid these suggestions of chilling, tundra landscapes.

 

So to does its snowy cover art. Each song gently broods, easing its way into the dreamy rhythmic sway. Illusive tunes give way to pulsating thuds of bass drum kicks and stabbing wave saw synths. With crafty deception the walls of sound engulf us. Often built alongside northern countryside sounds, the crashing of waves, howling winds and squawking of distant birds, one is persuaded to its visual conjuring.

 

Icy caves, frozen mountains and snow smothered forests, their is no doubt the native Icelandic winter gives rise to these stunning Ethereal experiences. Nothing unexpected in its familiar construct, yet astonishing by the weighty power it holds. Its two halves, Vor and Haust, did suggest a shift in tones on paper but the whole thing flows as one, eight glorious shades of superb and dreamy Dub Techno.

 

Rating: 8/10

One Arc Degree "The Forest And The Milky Way" (2023)

Inconsequential! That's the word I've been seeking. A peaceful setting, absent of self. This describes my current obsession with these meditative Psybient sleepers. One Arc Degree's prior effort didn't resonate quite like this one. With soft touches of Yagya alike dreamy Downtempo droning, The Forest And The Milky Way toys with Cosmic Ambience aesthetics as steady thuds of percussive life pull us through serine soundscapes that swell and contract through luscious layers of shimmering synths. Its sweetest fruits emerge through covert arrivals. The driving kick bass locks in with an emergence of soft snare and quiet cymbals, conjuring a hazy dancefloor energy.

Its construct sequences lengthy songs dwelling on an aesthetic tones. Instruments gracefully dodge melody, lurching in limbo, toying with their own ambiguity. A web of sounds hang in perpetuity, whirling, murmuring, drifting on by without a care. The result is soothing, meditative, blending earthly vibes with astral synths that land in their own strange yet welcoming space. My preferred tracks lure me in to a deep calm, the others pass by without concern. Its a wonderful listen. The moments that spin to my rhythm are entrancing. Its not the entirety of the record but worthy of much merit!

 

Rating: 7/10

Fred Again.. "Ten Days" (2024)

With humble heart and introspective tone, Fred Again.. centers his emotive themes around cherry picked intimate moments. Crafting hypnotic drones, warm and inducing, this Progressive House journey persuades one with its smooth ebb and flow, an organic sway of dreamy intensities. Routinely soothing its way through gentle lulls of calm, the returning blissful swells of energy play to much gratification. Grasping one with the power of rhythm and repetition, a therapeutic experience often emerges.

 

The instrumental architecture is impressive. Steadied by sturdy drum grooves, cliche House pianos and pounding baselines drive the music forward. Subtle, intricate sounds linger between gorgeous reverberations, Ethereal tones and ambiguous voices drift in from the musical backdrop, enriching those words expressed upfront, often lingering on a simple motif, exploring its depth through a songs dynamic arc.

The topicality feels personal, vulnerable, a humanist exploration. Geared around relationships and innate social experiences, a youthful vibrancy emerges from the moments of intimacy explored in its lyrics. Its mostly channeled through his many guests. They voicr nine of these ten songs, with Fred lending his own tender performance for the percussion-less melancholy of I Saw You. It gives each number a unique human aesthetic. Anderson .Paak being a surprise fit I would not of expected.

A variety of flavors and moods lay in wait. Ten Days never repeats itself, playing fresh and vibrant with every spin. The particulars of ones own mood will relate to its differing emotional avenues. For me, the joyous upbeat swells felt in Places To Be and Glow are firm favorites. Peace U Need plays a close contented, often persuading one to its charm with a spiritual union of classic House and Soul tinted by a touch of Gospel.

Despite this apparent excellence and heartfelt sincerity, Ten Days doesn't always engulf. Perhaps its susceptible nature requires room within for the emotions its exudes. Powerful but particular, its shortcoming lies in an ability to transform ones own energy to its frequency. On that ground, there were times I world spin the album and feel distant. On the right days, its beauty would flow effortlessly. This experience however, might simply be my own misgivings. A memorable record none the less.

 

Rating: 7/10

Tycho "Infinite Health" (2024)

  

This release marks a significant return to form. Recapturing the blissful breezy magic once felt on Dive, Californian producer Tycho seems to of found his unique summery vibes again. After a string of mediocre records, exploring unfruitful directions, we return to the soothing chilled out Downtempo charms of his landmark debut.

Indie guitar tone licks and colorful exotic saw synths entangle within a gorgeous production. Instruments come lavished in glossy reverberations, swelling with the musics momentum. Gradual builds of feel good energy pivot into salient melodies. Simple, easy and effective, often infusing brief repetitious grooves in their cadence.

 The percussion is class. A fraction Drumstep in tone with Downtempo intensity and plenty of variety in instrumental tones, Its unafraid of lulls and winding down. Its involvement is dynamic, ebbing and flowing with the overall vision, ready to step into the big clap kick grooves to emphasis a songs main stride and momentum.

Most of the potent melodic magic takes place within these firm rhythmic sways. Colored guitar licks have a habit of striking through the dense dreamy electronics like a human voice. Chanting simple mantras by jostling a handful of notes, its rarely a complex affair and its simplicity revels in the aesthetic chemistry. Its cloudy atmospheric layers border Ethereal at times, always nurturing breezy, clam energy.

Infinite Health brings out the best of Tycho again. Unfortunately, it falls short in consistency. Between well built songs drift in milder tracks exploring interluding temperaments. These toned down arrangements tended to dull the momentum, lacking percussive drive and a sense of destination. Its best songs are a delight, so not all is lost! There is plenty of feel good warmth to be enjoyed here.

Rating: 6/10

Slowdive "Kisses (Remixes)" (2024)

The highlight of last years Everything Is Alive was undoubtedly Kisses! A warm, dreamy track, serine and blissful in its innocent Shoegazing goodness. This EP stitches on three similar length remixes. Surprisingly, they do a decent job furthering the magic of this song. An opening electronic mix trades in walls of Ethereal noise for classic sine wave pulses, a stripped back rendition adding retro flare to the music.

Daniel Avery's remix drops in a pacey Drumstep loop to energize the temperament with stealthy Liquid Drum & Bass vibes. Additional glazier synths accompany too, replacing vocals for the songs later half. A collaboration with Ambient legends Grouper claims the highlight. Dialing up its rumbling ambiguities and retreating percussion entirely, the music becomes washed up in a haze of reverberating clouds.

Ending with the original composition affirms its excellence. Somehow spinning this over a handful of times doesn't tire such a beautiful song. Totally worth a listen if you vibed with it in any capacity. I would however critique a lack of daring to stride in search of new terrain. These remixes played it safe and straightforward, which works.

Rating: 3/10

Graywave "Dancing In The Dust" (2024)

 

Stepping forth from Rebirth, another six-track EP lands Graywave in their darkest territory yet. Dreary in tone, dismal and bleak, these melancholic songs explore downtrodden sorrows in a stormy, engulfing resonance. Recycling a now familiar formula, each song sways from eerie Shoegazing acoustic melodies into a swell of blissful noise. Euphoric in relief from woe, these eruptions remedy the graven, haunting tunes that proceeded. Both halves play infectious, a gripping concoction.

I've binged lead single Blur Into One beforehand, Its my favorite Graywave song. Jess' spellbinding performance sucks one in along its cathartic descent from dreamy origins. These other tracks fit snugly around it. Cycle's depressive demeanor marks a perilous plunge, a challenging ride as this shadowy beast finds its darkest corner. Dancing In The Dust amps the energy, deploying a rock steady beat to twist tristful tones into a surreal uplift. A derivative on their blueprint that plays luminous and bold.

That experimentation might be a way to move forward. This obvious formula has done wonders so far yet may eventually run its course. Stitched on to the end of Dark Spell plays a distorted, glitching beat. Its reminiscent of New Order's classic Blue Monday. Utterly inconsequential, yet could possibly hint at something afresh to come?

Either way, this works right now and the aesthetic is engrossing. Calmer spells deliver twisted melodies, beautifully intertwined with feedback and shimmering noises. Its heavy halves plunge with devilish bite. Bass rumbling, distortion guitars swelling and possibly some crafty synths amass into lunging sways of delightful yet burdensome bliss. Jess' sorrowed, sailing voice and damaged lyrics tie it all together.

Rating: 7/10

Spiritbox "Spiritbox" (2017)

 

Four years prior to the brilliant Eternal Blue, then duo Spiritbox arrive fresh on this self titled debut EP showing glimmers of whats to come. Yet to figure out the nuances of their engrossing Ethereal aesthetics, singer Courtney LaPlante spearheads all melodic magic. Melding over a tempered Djent framework, she steers the dense, chunky guitars to tuneful inclinations, an elevating croon in its atmospheric strides.

These remarks speak mostly to The Mara Effect split into three parts. The other four cuts slip into genre norms. Aggressive outbursts led by frustrated shouts conjure atypical riffs. Powered forth by programmed drums, this writing sounds creatively constrained in counterpart to the shimmering sways of ghostly melody heard early on.

The Beauty Of Suffering embodies this as the sways between their two sides of expression feel detached from one another. As the rhythm section descends into a blatant borrow of Meshuggah's iconic Bleed riffs, it becomes all to obvious they are yet to mature their own identity. I'm not sure I would of heard the Spiritbox spark listening to this record first. Cast out of an evolving Djent scene, its not entirely clear what here would separate them from their peers, despite being a decent listen.

Rating: 5/10

Paths Of The Eternal "Quest For The Sacred Blade" (2022)

 

Following up on Search Of True Ascendance, this next installment amends prior folly as a cohesive set of songs maintains an enchanting, spellbinding atmosphere throughout its stay. Steeped in mystique, a graceful venture through nostalgic realms teeters on spirituality as many melodies find moments of playful warmth intersecting with an Ethereal breeze. At its core, journey and adventure emote strongest, befitting of toned down VGM music, yet the Dungeon aesthetic and instrumental swells of curios composition lead these innocent tunes to grandiose themes.

Opening with A Light From A World Far From Ours opens, swiftly grabs ones attention. Its bold upright baseline takes a commanding presence among a brilliant thud and clatter of percussion. Mixed in sudden reverb, it illuminates the peculiar design. Icy cold drums that offer a familiar yet distinctive crumbling castle timbre. It sets a fine tone for the music to come. Songs explore with the same instrumentation, often venturing into swells of melodies guided by this charmed percussive force.

Only a touch of eeriness presides in this magical place. The Final Trial Of Will takes a strident plunge into the shadows as for one track the albums spirit is flipped to the dark side. Starting out on foreboding plains, the song pivots at the middle into a funeral gloom, turning occult as ritualistic chants elevate its darkness. Its a fantastic counterpoint to root its ancient sorcery in classic Dungeon Synth motifs.

Rating: 7/10