Showing posts with label Norway. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Norway. Show all posts

Saturday 9 December 2023

Dimmu Borgir "Inspiratio Profanus" (2023)

 

Far beyond the prime of their active years as a band, Dimmu Borgir blow the dust of old covers alongside new offerings. Its a release of minimal commitment, something to give fans in the meantime between Eonian and whatever comes next. Kicking off with Venom's classic Black Metal, an aging Shagrath offers mid ground between his own vocal extremities and the throaty shouts of that early 80s evil cheesiness.

Its such an obvious choice that's been done to death by many Black Metal bands over the years. Dimmu add little to the conversation. The vicious, blood soaked Satan My Master, from Death Cult Armageddon, still holds its cutthroat aggression and howling menace. The contrast highlights a chasm between past and present. With the rest of the album intermingling old a new, its a similar story with its two new covers.

Dead Men Don't Rape looses much of the originals stark and confronting nature. A harsh Industrial unsettling atmosphere descending through its unforgiving whispered lyrics, Dimmu's atmospheric cushion undoes that. An all to welcoming track within the Extreme Metal context. Its not all bad tho, between some cracking covers of old, Deep Purple's Perfect Strangers gets a fine treatment as the band twist its anthemic march with a darker stride that retains the power of the originals riffs and organs.

Rating: 3/10

Tuesday 23 May 2023

In The Woods... "Diversum" (2022)

 

Reveling in glum and stormy scenery, drizzly guitars moan and slumberous singing swoons to be routinely assailed by gleams of heathen melody. Diversum is another glorious gallop through the rainy seasons of Scandinavian inspiration. Now three albums deep into Anders Kobro's unlikely resurrection of a historic yet niche Black Metal outfit, five years pass for In The Woods to return with a familiar tone and theme.

Exploring the relationship between shrill guitar distortions and dreary acoustic melodies, burly melodic singing and howling screams, careful grooves and flurries of blast beats, its craft is a familiar one. Ancient story telling and natural scenery, elicited through dynamics as plunges of aggression and abrasion sway in torment of its tuneful appeal, always sullen and bordering on the bleak. It allows for many a gratifying moment as relief from key persuasions that arise from gloomy tensions.

Occasionally they delve into the metallic fray, focusing on a grizzly groove or mean scream. Otherwise its best comes from the melancholic wallow as its uplift feels locked in a wet naturalist hardship. Overall Diversum has the lighter composition, yet an aching moody temperament. Kobro's tamed voice soaring is a beacon shining through fog yet in his stride, a uncanny Mastodon resemblance often emerges.

Despite a welcoming duration and competent execution, this one somehow shies from greatness as the dreariness drowns out the catchy music wedged between its dynamics. It doesn't fire on all cylinders. For all the welcome familiarity for a band I'm fond of, the spins started strong but waned as familiar footing fumbled to dig in deep. An enjoyable experience in bursts, but one that lacked legs to go the full distance.

Rating: 6/10

Sunday 2 April 2023

Enslaved "Heimdal" (2023)

Although finding myself not particularly in the mood for Metal as of late, Enslaved's track record of recent years had me curious at the least. No longer the same cult Black Metal band born among the Norwegian chaos of the 90s, they have continued to offer intrigue and magic as matured musicians. The once teenage founding friends Kjellson and Bjørnson are still going strong, now on their sixteenth full length!

Heimdal offers up a curios contrast of harsh excursions that drift, pivot and meander into uplifting spells, often spearheaded by its symphonic instruments, clean vocals and brighter compositions. Once accustom with its dances, the bleak distortion tones and gruff throaty howls that accompany bite less with knowledge of their destination.

Congelia possesses my favorite enchantment, marching forth, relentlessly. Stiff, ugly, grim riffs dance against hypnotic palm muted chugging. A harsh drive that is suddenly flipped, simply entrancing upon the arrival of gleaming keys. Its spacey melody echos with subtle psychedelic ping pong fade, transforming the song from its bestial grind.

The following Forest Dweller takes a different approach, starting with the lull of its soft atmospheric folk. Conjuring visions of a harder life, in endless wilderness, among ancient spiritualists. Suddenly, the music whips up into a frenzy of hasty roaring aggression, plundering us into a whirl of riffs, reminiscing classic Black Metal ideals.

As the album grows, more of its Progressive and melodic approaches get pinned against their extreme unruly origins, a dance across the fire, flirting with the prospect of getting burn. The variety is gratifying. A fascinating fluid chemistry among obvious contrasts. The Eternal Sea is another keen example. In one moment its sea bearing temperament of adventure, uplifting and glory, propelled by heathen singing ascends. In the next, its as if the world has been set ablaze by demonic forces of old. Heimdal is a worthy listen, these seasoned musicians continue to provide luminous music, managing to say a lot among sounds tired in the hands of others.

Rating: 7/10

Thursday 1 December 2022

Dimmu Borgir "Dust Of Cold Memories" (2022)

 

With a lyric plucked from Absolute Sole Right as its title, Dust Of Cold Memories accompanies the recent Remixed & Remastered celebration of Puritanical Euphoric Misanthopia. Comprised of two halves, The Kolbotn Tapes and Prepod Session, these aged, degraded demos offer a curious insight into the albums creative process. The five Preprod songs are most intriguing. Recorded before all elements had converged, they play with many missing pieces and placeholders around its core musical ideas.

One of the PEM's finest crafts, Blessings Upon The Throne Of Tyranny, stands apart in its nakedness, the arsenal of razor grinding riffs completely absent. Hearing it at this stage illuminates their creative process. We see etchings of inspiration converge not unlike how you might of expected. With such a riveting rhythm guitar performance, I would of strongly guessed it was central to its formation but apparently not so. The other tracks aren't as insightful. One can hear absent contributions and entirely dropped ones too but mostly these songs arrived at this stage relatively fleshed out.

Of the Koltbotn Tapes, Fear & Wonder stands rather distant from its final incarnation with a persistent militant snare and bare piano chords. The other five arrive in varying fidelity. Loud clicking drums, occasional shouts and voices are heard, along with roomy rehearsal room ambiences being a common trait. With the songs fully formed out this point, they simply play like demos prepared before entering the studio.

Rating: 4/10

Sunday 6 November 2022

Dimmu Borgir "Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia (Remixed & Remastered)" (2022)

 

You'd be hard pressed to get me excited about a remaster or anniversary release. My radar for its release was off, given the prior Puritania Kolbotn Tape was little to marvel at. It was only with a nudge from a friend that I leapt to check this project out. Not only a remaster of Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia, its "remixed" naming has given the band creative license to expand the aesthetic pallet with sparkly new embellishments, adding a little spice to a familiar flame. Initially, it sounded utterly brilliant, an invigorating listen but is simply the magic brewed between enjoying a masterpiece.

With the dusts of adrenaline settling, its clear my excitement resonated from the familiar genius music I adore. Its polished edges and sprinklings of additional new instrumentation never steers the song writing to new avenues. Perhaps with one single exception, Shagrath's vocal treatment makes him far more audible on Puritania. Something about it has an edge. Otherwise, much of the music remains intact with a few guitar leads seemingly given extra notation, unearthed or added its not quite clear.

So whats changed? The mix is expansive, more room to breath and enjoy its textures. The drums are crisp and punchier, the battering of Barker's blast beats compliments, rather than imposes the demanding pace. Rhythm guitars remain mostly as is. It sounds as if the other instruments have given it more space, sounding mostly the same, its leads have a little more gloss and flair tho. Where most the action happens is with the Symphonic component. Practically every synth has been given new life. Either better sound banks or recordings of stringed instruments they sound revitalized.

Across the record, one will hear a few additional sounds, some previously smothered and others clearly new. Synth tones, stringed instruments and soft horns arose but most notably an effeminate voice chiming with Shagrath on Architecture Of A Genocidal Nature. That and the creepy haunting chorals that lurch through a few brief instances. None of it amounts to much more than enjoying the passing novelty.

Ultimately, its a fun reason to enjoy an old album again but is it necessary? Compared to the original recording, the limitations of the times are clear. All changes here beyond remastering are a good fit, however the song writing is champion. If you'd spin the original I'd still enjoy it just as much. Obviously Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia a ten but on the merits of what this project brings, It's hard to argue too much is gained beyond the initial novelty. This is certainly not a folly that's for sure!

Rating: 6/10

Friday 4 November 2022

Gothminister "Pandemonium" (2022)

 

With age comes a diminishing pace. Now five years apart from The Other Side, Gothminister makes a meager return. Seemingly stuck in their ways, this seventh outing suffers its own lack of inspiration. Pandemonium breeds business as usual. A deck of songs, recycling their Gothic brooding theatrics, still tinged with clubbing Synthwave aesthetics and built on the triumphant march of chunky Industrial Metal.

Guitar leads brazenly assail stomping power chords chugging below, a militant syncopation by the rhythm section. With darkly drive, each song lunges forth with a cadence Bjørn Brem has performed before. Lyrical themes echo past musing of outsiders embattled against all odds. Both sentiment and delivery fit an unchanged mold. Lined by rhythmically oscillated synths, both aesthetic and music is expectant.

Getting off to a rocky start, Pandemonium's opening title track toys with an experimentation. The percussion drops convention in favor of unsettled grooves, attempting polyrhythms but seemingly out of step with the rest of this music. Its an odd impression for a record that has absolutely nothing new up its sleeves. Despite being of my liking, a lack of anything fresh lands this one as a disappointment. Although its a fair execution of the Gothminister sound, I'm left with little reason to return again.

Rating: 5/10

Saturday 8 October 2022

Mortiis "Ånden Som Gjorde Opprør" (1995)

 

Enjoying a spontaneous plunge into Dungeon Synth origins, we conclude for now with Mortiis' sophomore record. Released earlier in the same year as Keiser Av En Dimensjon Ukjent, it seems substantially maturer of the two. Mortiis, now professing himself as a Tolkein troll on the albums cover, takes a darker route with the music. Stoic, castly vibes permeate its mellow enchantment, as the former fantasy flutes give way to dusky winds and morose organ tones that lurch with a lingering gloom.

On this outing, the instrument selection is ripe, often dense with brooding strings that overlap, its tones have a crowded space to hide the blemishes of its electronic origins under its fidelity lacking production. The low end is thickened out dramatically and when Orkish militant parades pound their unruly drums, a grand mystique is unearthed, a wondrous mix where the performance's inadequacies embellish its spirit.

This is at least true of En Mørk Horisont, Its five chapters traverse vivid soundscapes of darkly fantasy realms, ushered on by the weighty gravitas of deep gong strikes. Visjoner Av En Eldgammel Fremtid experiments initially. More spoken dialog and breaks in tone has its direction muddied before settling into a predictable pace. It gradually builds grandiosity to a victorious trumpet fanfare in its final three parts.

Of all the Dungeon Synth precursors Ive encountered, this felt the most emblematic of what was to come. Mortiis, clearly inspired by Fantasy and Tolkein, lay down rich foundations for others to build from, that would eventually transform into a scene fifteen years later. I had not studied his works attentively before. Now the link is all to obvious but best of all, his music strides boldly into the imagination with stunning vividness. This is no embryonic endeavor but a fully expressed vision.

Rating: 8/10

Sunday 2 October 2022

Mortiis "Keiser Av En Dimensjon Ukjent" (1995)

Reviving his past aspirations with the recent Spirit Of Rebelion, I sought out a piece of the origin story that inspired so many within the Dungeon Synth scene. As one of the Norwegian musicians earliest incarnations, Keiser Av En Dimensjon Ukjent has strong similarities. Comprised of two twenty minute lengthy halves, split into lesser parts, the pairing adventures journey through naturalist, nostalgic imaginations. A breezy spirit for magical adventure and gentle mystique guide the listener along is pleasantries.

The glimmer of yearning strings and playful flute melodies glides over broodish bass warmth. Occasionally bumbling into gustos of castled might and sampled bellowing voices, the title track sails sweetly in the uplift of its welcoming tone. Mischief is beyond sight, however Reisene Til Grotter Og Odemarker finds a devilish grandeur as mysterious choir tones and rumbling percussive strikes chance a little unease.

Eventually circling back around to its brighter persona, part three embarks on a classic, triumphant deceleration of Orkish nature. Freshly unveiled trumpets roar for battle, as deep drums thump the pacey march to war. Its darkness is one of theatrics, the imagination run wild with a strong whiff of Tolkein steering its sequestered charms.

Its a wondrous piece of music for the time. No doubts I once gave it a listen but never made the connection in my youth. Now its gift to Dungeon Synth seems simply undeniable. A lot of its charm emanates from a flawed human performance. The creeks and groans of imperfection, its natural, organic fidelity, aid the immersion. It masks repetitive structures and highlights the gulf a digital MIDI and VST driven project like Spirit Of Rebelion suffers as a result of lacking these perfect imperfections.

Rating: 7/10

Friday 30 September 2022

Mortiis "Spirit Of Rebellion" (2020)

Somewhat stiff, direct in execution, Mortiis' so called embrace of Dungeon Synth feels a step behind the ruinous, mystic wonders he helped inspired. Often sighted as a precursor to the movement, the Norwegian musician often remarked indifference to his obvious influences. This castley affair of medieval fantasy pumps might, magic and vitriolic spirit from its bold and cheesy synths. Alongside fractures of foggy, murky key tones, an aesthetic veneer glimmers in its own reflection. The unshaken instep march of looped melodies, perfectly aligned in MIDI notation, evaporates the humanity.

Its first half, A Dark Horizon, toys with the moody abandon. Gentle tempered spirits of estranged worbling VSTs venture on lonely meandering journeys, intermittently struck by thuds and drum strikes. Its lonely, occasionally frightful but mostly shy of striking a nerve. With a barer construct, its repetitions become a blemish of its pristine presentation. Simplistic looping melodies swiftly a gnawing gripe, sucking charm and magic other low fidelity production aesthetics of the genre would offer.

Visions Of An Ancient Future embarks on ambitious conquests. Deep gongs, perpetual echos of militant percussion and a stoic stature march forth with the might of glorious battle horns guiding its way. The shift from esoteric curiosity to kings and castles would make for an interesting record if both halves did not endure the lifelessness of such stiffly executed virtual instrument performances. In a nutshell, appealing ideas but a lack of immersion.

Rating: 4/10

Wednesday 29 June 2022

Kalandra "Beneath The Breaking Waves" (2017)

 

Seeking more of The Line's immense serine soundscapes has led me here. Beneath The Breaking Waves is lacking its keen persuasion. After many spins, the scent ruminates like a "warmup" EP, a group finding their footing. Released three years prior to their debut, the magic is either sequestered of lacking entirely. Don't get me wrong, this folksy six track charmer cruises in a parallel lane but the chemistry is yet to be arrived upon. Each musician brings beautiful sounds, textures and craft to their parts.

Lacking the drive to swell and croon together like a symphony, much of the music lays its ideas bare. Padded by interludes and gentle atmosphere building, the feistier surges and potent melodies are brief sparks in fields swept by the drab calms that simmer in their own quietness. Unlike the experience of encroaching growth that came with each listen on The Line, these tracks tired quickly. It seems the components are in place but missing an inspiration to bring Kalandra to life, I'm glad they found it.

Rating: 4/10

Tuesday 21 June 2022

Kalandra "The Line" (2020)

 

This gem almost went amiss. Its subtleties slithered to a silence, a withdrawn instrumental softness letting this listener go by. Lacking gusto, bite or immediacy, only the striking resemblance to fellow Nordic queen Aurora held me in. If not another charmed, utterly gorgeous voice, the likeness would border plagiarism. Timbre, temperament, flow and inflections all swoon like a deja-vu. Its why I stuck around. With each listen I felt further from the words I initially wanted to share in this space.

The Line is a record of awe inducing landscapes, the resonance of which expressed aptly through its album art. Crimson skies lurch, whispering clouds part, the sunlight aches in to bless the primal earth beneath. We experience tits wonders as heathen inhabitants, devoid of technology and gods alike. Clearly a part of the growing Nordic Folk movement, Kalandra's strings pull on an endearing warmness. Unlike fellow contemporaries Wardruna and Heilung, they peer not into the northern darkness.

One could pen them as Soft Prog, gentle foragers of atmospheres with felicitous moments of Post Rock swelling and Etheral dreaminess. Tranquil, soothing and calm in nature, its rare flashes of hurried pacing, harmless brooding and climactic roars seem perfectly architectured, as if a force of nature. On its weathered journey outpacing the storm, occasions of rest incur with folkish tunes and tales. It all speaks to the ancestral human, married to mother earth, one that rumbles deep within us all.

And so with every passing listen, my initial foolishness, a deluded disappointment, fortunately grew distant. Somehow I was rustled by these "over indulged" instruments. Keen for vibrant melodies, a punchy baseline or tribal percussive groove, I was aloof to the atmospheric magic unfolding. Quiet is a strength, one that passed me by. The instrumental craft, a careful curation. Licks, grooves, riffs are subtly snug, every inch of aesthetic measured, fit together under a masterplan where nothing overpowers.

There are no particulars that leap of the page. Every song is a journey blossoming from a perpetual mellow flow. The record thus becomes river. Drop in, let its coolness wash over you and chill out. With at least a bakers dozen of spins under the belt now, it still grows on me. No doubts here, this could be honey that sticks for time to come.

Rating: 8/10

Saturday 7 May 2022

Old Man's Child "Slaves Of The World" (2009)

 

Its end of the line for this nostalgic Old Man's Child dive. Slaves Of The World is one I barely paid attention to upon release, so its re-visitation plays like new material. Galder essentially plays his game again in a more metallic package of dark and groovy Symphonic Black Metal. He pulls all the expectant chops and tropes out of the hat. Mostly led by the guitars, the music pivots in and out of dark perilous plunges through blast beast beats and finds bounce and symphonic melodies as counterpart.

Its nine tracks tend to differ little from one another in the ability to impress. The tone is set swiftly and the tracks meander through the motions where certain riffs and sprinkles of melody might tickle your fancy. One key distinction is Galder's vocals. Much meatier and more guttural driven, his shriller howls and raspy shouts give way to a deeper range deployed with overlaps and reverbs to much theatrical effect.

With new material potentially on the way after over a decade of silence I will be excited to see where Old Man's Child ventures from this chapter. Unfortunately Slaves Of The World resides as a run of the mill record for the naughties sound. I can't speak ill but the record just drifts by. Great if in the mood but otherwise a swirl of dark symphonic background noise churning through its own cliched motions. What the band needs is a stylistic evolution as this territory has been thoroughly explored and conquered!

Rating: 5/10

Tuesday 19 April 2022

Old Man's Child "Vermin" (2005)

 

On the first few spins, much of this record felt fresh to a long forgotten cast. As a reminiscent familiarity set in, fond yet faded memories of its existence began to re-emerge. This was then the newest of Galder's records to be released in the prime of my time enjoying his music. Somehow, it ended up over shadowed by the rest of his records. Revisiting it has been a pleasure, a lost joy I've re-acquainted myself with.

Strangely though, I feel I have the least to say about this record. Following his peak, In Defiance Of Existence, Galder's next move was a symphonic embellishment that has Vermin feel more like a bridge between the aforementioned album and Revelation 666 - The Curse Of Damnation that came before it. Despite my adoration of Revelation 666, it does admittedly drown in the rich symphony and over production.

Vermin is measured in approach, taking the refined song writing of In Definance and bringing a visibly more involved orchestration of darkly synths to its atmosphere. It does however frequently turn to the bombastic throws of evil Metal. Its big riffs are pitted against a careful arrangement of sinister melodies and devious guitar work. The momentum is splurged on simple breakdowns, often drenched in keyboard symphony.

With a lack of stand out moment, the shorter record plays through the defined Old Man's Child sound without anything experimental or unexpected. Perfect for a mood but lacking in anything to grab your attention otherwise. It does dabble with a brief cinematic sound design track to end off with. Its descending tone, hinted at in its titling, is a brief stint but hardly makes a lasting impression in new territory.

Rating: 7/10

Thursday 31 March 2022

Old Man's Child "In Defiance Of Existence" (2003)

Having now joined the ranks of longtime friends Dimmu Borgir, Galder returns to Old Man's Child with a masterstroke of composure. For all his bold and gallant melodies, the darkly power chord shredding and blushes of symphonic might. On this occasion, his ideas arrive united with a seamless cohesion as the enjoyable yet cheesy and simplistic pleasures fall wayside to musical ideas executed with vision and purpose.

From start to end In Defiance Of Existence drives its devious themes with intent that delivers many remarkable outbursts of color and energy between the foundations of extreme metallic intensity. Pivoting away from pure power chords, Galder unleashes his new found tremolo shredding heard on Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia. He also revives the Spanish acoustic guitar to great effect, complimenting the distortion guitars on occasion and gracing us with the stunning interlude In Quest Of Enigmatic Dreams.

So much of the albums pleasures derive from the simplicity of composition. Subtle background synths enrich fiery guitar riffs. Galder's screams are measured, deeper in tone, essentially subdued forms of the raspy howling serpent that came before. The distortion guitar texture is gorgeous, a thick and versatile tone that doesn't overpower. Best of all its drum aesthetics are on point. The snare snaps, the bass kicks pop. Sounding crisp and sharp, its fit for any blast beat or bouncy groove that is demanded.

There is a question to be asked, how much this fine production shapes Galder's music? To my ears, a shift is present in his writing style. He seeks out gratification through a songs trajectory, with frequent luminous, wondrous guitar solos and climactic riffs built up to with craft and care. The keys do drop in with big melodies on occasion but mostly they follow the growing momentum of a track. There is a variety of tones too, sometimes exchanging its roll as the lead instrument. With this approach the nine songs have a lot to offer without a single weak spot.

Its clearly Old Man's Child's finest hour, a nightly ride of fiery, fun and passionate Symphonic Black Metal. Its extreme yet appealing to the warmer sensibilities of melody and rhythm than its evil theatrics suggest, like much of the back catalog. With news of another album in the works, I hope the absence brings Galder the inspiration to reach these peaks again as this record is an affirmation of his musical brilliance.
 
Rating: 9/10

Monday 28 March 2022

Old Man's Child "Revelation 666 - The Curse Of Damnation" (2000)

 

If Galder's previous effort Ill-Natured Spiritual Invasion in anyway informed the direction of Spiritual Black Dimensions, the inverse in beyond obvious with this next installment Revelation 666. Now working alongside Peter Tägtgren of Hypocrisy, who produced SBD, the albums aesthetic blueprint is practically a mirror image of Dimmu's lavish symphonic wonder released the year prior. In my youth I absolutely adored this one without considering its construct under any scrutiny. After all, the record is full of over-the-top extreme metal embellished by walls of glossy synths in pursuit of evil.

It is a massive step up from his previous records, which seem all a touch bare in the wake of this wall of sound. Galder's melodies and knack for groovy riffs gets wrapped up in the moment. Barely taking foot of the gas, its a sonic assault from start to end. With frequent plunges into manic blast beats, everything is amped up on their momentum. Its twists and turns onto synth leads and dazzling piano licks is a riot. Most notable are how much more animated the percussion is. If everything has been amplified, the biggest advance lies in the drums which deliver the blasts unlike before.

Overall, the album toys with vivid darkness, a cheesy sense of evil as instrumental arrangement push big and bold melodies off the back of pacey power chord shredding and chugging palm mute grooves. The melodies often interchange between lead guitar and keys with big stabbing synth punctuating with potent emphasis. Early on, some chord progressions and synth tones emulate SBD quite closely, however as the album grows Galder's identity dominates the direction over its appeasing aesthetic.

With that said, his constant barrages of melody, pivots into big riffs and general song writing approach has its formula, one which I enjoy. Lending a critical ear it could be said these ideas do manifest within a narrow scope. In comparison to Dimmu's SBD, there is a notable lack of variety and progression present. These songs churn through the riffs with little in the way of a bigger picture or sense of direction. The opening Phantoms Of Mortem Tales experiences a little of this with its big opening sequence and guitar solos either side of a tense interlude. More creativity could of served it well.

I must conclude that Revelation 666 is more of a personal pleasure than an objective recommendation. In my youth it was exactly what I was looking for. Me and my friends would binge it endlessly. Looking back now that magic is still there however its flaws are more obvious too. The best is yet to come but for me, this Old Man's Child album is a treasure, a part of that Symphonic Black Metal niche I just simply adore.

Rating: 8/10

Friday 25 March 2022

Old Man's Child "Ill-Natured Spiritual Invasion" (1998)

 
If Galder is known for treading in the shadows of his comrades at Dimmu Borgir, then on this instance it occurs to me the influences may of exchanged direction. Still getting to grips with the modern Symphonic Black Metal aesthetic of Enthrone Darkness Triumphant, this third Ill-Natured Spiritual Invasion delves into fantastical, majestic synths spun in an "evil" tone. Its the spurious ruptures of swift, darkly piano melodies that has a distinct kinship to Spirtual Black Dimensions, my all time favorite album.

Predating it by a year, there are certainly ideas at play here that may have given inspiration. Either way, Ill-Natured Spiritual Invasion is a cohesive step on from The Pagan Prosperity. Galder fine tunes his approach to melody and groove for a thrashier beast, hell bent on a darker, sinister tones as his previous themes of Medieval might and magic give way to evil, darkness and Satan himself. Its deathly cheesy and all to be taken with a pinch of salt. His cries of "I worship the devil and I am the antichrist" on Demoniacal Possession are all to overt and silly for any actual musical weight.

Fortunately he is a talented composer and this refined approach to song writing pulls together his ideas well. With a meatier rhythm guitar dropping back to focus on power chord foundations, the lively lead guitar and bold Casio/Korg style keyboards get a balanced roll in shaping the albums melodic sound. Despite being dark in nature, his brazen melody style gives the whole experience a constant stream of color, as one tune bounces to the next with the occasional eruption of big moshable riffs.

For all its merits, the peaks and valleys are closer together. A fun experience, easy to engage with but lacking in exceptional tracks. Wedged in the middle, Fall Of Man and Captives Of Humanity have always been the highlight. The first is a competent stride by the synths into a dark dungeon atmosphere. The second brings a roar of sea bearing, swash buckling melody, brought on by a great opening instrumental symphonic section, Strongly reminiscent of Stormlord, who I am yet to write on.

 Ill-Natured Spiritual Invasion is decent but had the potential to be greater. Galder really progresses the cohesion on the production front as gives a unified sound a go however at thirty five minutes, short fo the times, it seems he may have been lacking in depth as its last two songs tend to whimper out on recycled ideas.

Rating: 6/10

Tuesday 22 March 2022

Old Man's Child "The Pagan Prosperity" (1997)

 

The Pagan Prosperity signifies a departure from Born Of The Flickering that came before it. Although holding over darkly Medieval themes laced with magic and combat, the musical style shifts, as do its aesthetics. Clearly to of come under the influence of his friends at Dimmu Borgir, Galder aims to follow the emboldened direction of Enthrone Darkness Triumphant released earlier that same year. Lacking in ample production budget, armed with songs not quite akin to that intensity, his sophomore album is a haphazard progression that does yield some magic after its misgivings.

Over bloated with melody embellished by tacky synth tones, thees songs ride a rather thin production where its instruments stand bare and subsequently stark if too focus to closely on its harsh snare for example. This mostly comes around where keyboard sections are lacking. When dropping out, Galders grindy guitar riffs chug away ruthlessly with a dulled texture. Its all a bit hit and miss. Sometimes the synths come in to strong, other times they are absent. It seems to lack a little nuance and "glue".

At the midpoint, after a series of mediocre tracks, My Demonic Figures trades off another grinding riff against some beautiful, uplifting melody. Then suddenly past two minutes the song shifts gears into a riveting drive of groove flush with majestic synths. The song rides out its keen lead tune into a string of songs. Doommaker & My Kingdom Will Come rectify the mood. Flush with guitar solos, which are always fantastic throughout, and these big groovy synth "breakdowns", Galder hits a stride.

Despite the albums clunky nature, his song writing pulls together extremely well for these songs, making for some head bopping riffs. They are made fun and carefree by the garish but lively synths that infuse a cheesy taste of evil. His screams too embody this lack of seriousness. They howl away, often double tracked with reverbs and echos layering on his snaky, rasping throaty shouts. The Pagan Prosperity is not his best, somewhat of a learning curb. You can put it on, have fun but under scrutiny it has visible flaws.

Rating: 6/10

Friday 18 March 2022

Old Man's Child "Born Of The Flickering" (1996)

 

Embarking on what will be an emotionally nostalgic musical journey, this first full length record from Old Man's Child is a rather fractured memory. Over the years I seemed to have formed the impression that Born Of The Flickering was a failed debut running counter to the magic of the In The Shades Of Life demo EP before it. Half of this record I remember fond and vividly. The other half brings a rush of excitement as new songs from a classic era enter the consciousness. My suspicion is I heard some of these songs in the piracy days of Napster and individual song sharing.

Born Of The Flickering is charming in its rawness and appetite. The production is rough around the edges with the vision emanating from within. Being mostly guitar led, the album kicks off with old earth castly songs of medieval kings, crusades and combat. Ancient magics are suggested by its garish purple record cover surrounding a vampiric bat and song themes fit for a nostalgic tone not far from Dungeon Synth.

The guitar dominance is bold early on, its mostly power chord slaying riffs not consistently accompanied by symphonic keys and heathen choral vocal chants, however their arrival is always timely. Along the way Galder picks up a knack for groove and bounce, subtly working in moving riffs between the drone of shadowy candle lit menace. Its abrasive for the time but doesn't lean to heavily on blast beats.

Along the way, Galder experiments with deep pitch shifted guttural groans in a beastly fashion with choral uplifts alongside his throaty howls. Its a welcome variety embellishing his vision. The productions rawness bolsters punctuating bass lines that sound amateurish and overpowering in their loose rumble yet seem only to aid the experience. Again, his Spanish acoustic guitar licks cropping up periodically are smooth and slick. The music outshines its mishmash of tones so often, leaving one to ask is fidelity really an issue? Although its obvious low budget, it seems nothing is lost!

Christian Death sticks out a thorn with its rehashing of Burzum's classic Stemmen Fra Tårnet riff, something a lot of early Black Metal bands rehash with their own inspiration. The following songs converge on some of the albums best moments, the ones I remember vividly. Old Man's Child stand impressively on its own at this point in time. Released the same year as Enthrone Darkness Triumphant, its the following releases that start to walk in the Dimmu Borgir vein. In this moment however, Galder forged a mood of his own.

Rating: 8/10

Friday 11 March 2022

Old Man's Child "In The Shades Of Life" (1994)

 

Having concluded my recent Dimmu Borgir binge, the itch prevailed and thus it felt like the perfect time to dive back into the one man band of Galder, known as Old Man's Child! His solo project lurked in the shadows of Borgir over the years, following a similar temperament and trajectory for their take on Symphonic Black Metal. He would of course end up joining the group for Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia and has since remained with them to this day. Its often been seen as his ambition, given how similar the two bands are. For fans of Dimmu it is a wonderful treat to have a collection of records so similar to their sound. I wouldn't say Old Man's Child is superior but its not inferior either. Galder truly does holds his own as a musician with a vision.

In The Shades Of Life is an old, crumbly, low fidelity five track EP, OMC's debut and my love of it is mostly born of youthful binging. Trying to be objective, its guitar tone is rather dingy, bleak and pale, similar to that of For All Tid. Galder's vocals are rather wild and unabashed. His serpentine rasping and ghostly guttural howls resonate off the reverbs they are delivered through. Whats peculiar is apparent on its opening. Contrast to its grittier metallic side, the Spanish acoustic guitars are gorgeous! Though standing apart in the mix, they bring a silky nightly tone to the music which the aggressive guitars plunge into darkness with an arsenal of grindy riffs.

As the demo album steadily blooms and more synths come into the mix, its clear Galder has a knack for composition. Creating scenic passes leading into his breed of Black Metal, he embellishing momentum with timely accents and melodies played on the keys. The guitar riffs often feel built for purpose, capable of driving on their own, yet in come the synths to elevate so often. Seeds Of The Ancient Gods is a great example of his talent. Despite the bleak guitar tone, the intro riff gets straight to work and the accompanying Spanish guitar ascends it to the next level.

I'm reminded of how genuinely fantastic this is. Even its blemished appearance feels like a mask. Galder experiments with some heathen clean vocals in a couple of spots, they seem off beat yet always manage to resonate in the quirky darkness he embodies. The outro track now strikes me as more remarkable than remembered, its lack of distortion guitars and creepy horror ending is another one of those Dungeon Synth moments occurring long before the genre name was coined. Fun fact, this demo was re-released with Dimmu's Devil's Path on a split album somewhere around the time Galder joined the band. I believe it is remastered and the original demo lost.

Rating: 7/10

Sunday 6 March 2022

Dimmu Borgir "Death Cult Armageddon" (2003)

 

A conclusion for now, the last of the great Dimmu Borgir records. Death Cult Armaggedon was the first release I lapped up as a fully fledged fan. Its nostalgia is immense for me. Having convinced my circle of sixth form friends to buy it on release, it became a soundtrack to our friendship exploring the world of extreme music. The reason I say Its the last of their greats is because DCA ventures into the lavish orchestral avenue, ditching traditional key tones. Both Galder and Silenoz's guitar styles undergo an evolution away from constant power chords too. Although these songs are a far cry from their classic sound, this stride is phenomenal and everything they tried is golden. I can't say the same for the following In Sorte Diablo.

Song after song is utterly embellished by the orchestral instruments. Dimmu's extreme metal aesthetic would sound lost without it. The union is wonderful, bringing a rich sense of cinema to the drive of Barker's batter drums and aggressive guitar grooves which stomp and grind from end to end. A couple songs, namely Lepers Among Us and Cataclysm Children, ride the storms without the Prague Philharmonic Orchestra behind them. Evenly spaced, they break up the albums flow, injecting more devilish brutality as Dimmu get into some of their hardest, crunchiest songs to date.

The album excels on all fronts but as Dimmu do, their song structures always lead to interesting places. Plunges of darkness and other abstract arrangements give each song a real trajectory to venture upon after the verse and chorus have been established. Each song has a defining component, a special musical passage, making it hard to skip a beat. Perhaps more so than any record before it, they get a little closer to a whole experience. DCA is one album I love to listen to all the way through.

Everyone is pretty much on their best game. Shagrath delivers his demonic howls as usual with some adventurous manipulations too, possibly with the aid of pedals. It contributes to the albums lean and mean texture, occasionally with an Industrial brush as mechanical noises and swells of ambiguity feature sporadically. Its a harsh, rapid storm of malevolent metallic music that evolves across its ambitious arc. First with Blood Hunger Doctrine, DCA open up. A slower tempo pounds out a thumping groove from the rhythm section and offers respite on journey to a fantastical conclusion.

ICS Vortex unleashes his beautiful heathen voice on the albums second Norwegian track. The chemistry with the pianos is stunning. I love how this band can fit illustrious melodies between rapid blast beat assaults. Eradication Instincts Defined is where the concluding magic begins. Its orchestra into so memorable and vivid. One can picture the devastation war brings over the natural beauty of mother earth, as if flying over the fields of war. Shagrath crashes the song into a fury with a length scream that sets this epic on its way. Its lengthy venture leads us into the sirens of war and devastation as the albums longest number unfolds after it.

Unorthodox Manifest's audio scenery of war depicted against the cry's of hail Satan sets off a chilling saga. The band pivot from what seems like a regular song into some of its harshest blasts, leading into a roaring epic, flush with melodies and amazing guitar solos that interchange and play off to the highest magnitude. Its such a surge of energy, that seems like only a fade out was appropriate, unable to land the beast they unleashed with a single strike. Its one of the bands more remarkable songs.

Although I often consider the three prior albums to be superior, writing my thoughts out on DCA makes me reconsider. This was a group of musicians with far more maturity and direction then they had armed themselves with before. Galder and Barker brought much to the band, transitioning them again to the frontier of Extreme Metal. Although Dimmu are considered Black Metal, its far from the tradition. They are their own powerhouse of evil and on this occasion manifested a vision to perfection.

Rating: 10/10