Black Spell play a superb mix of doom-tainted sludge that
threatens to
obliterate everything in its path. Despairing, bleak
vocals echo out a
litany of fury that are always fighting to be
heard above the
fat, heavy guitar tones that are crashing out
gargantuan riffs.
This album is made up
of tracks that take you to a dark swamp,
cut your eyes with
razors and leave you to slowly sink into the mire.
Passages within the
songs do pick up the pace at times before descending
back into the thick,
bad-drug vibe that pervades the Black Spell sound.
The crowning glory as
far as I am concerned, are the outrageously
fuzzed guitar solos
that forge the psychedelic with the heavy - kinda
like Vanilla Fudge
crossed with Electric Wizard. At times I find this
genre sometimes
suffers from a generic template but in my eyes,
Black Spell have produced one of the Doom albums of the year.
Released on Forbidden Place Records.
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