Showing posts with label post black metal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label post black metal. Show all posts

Sunday, 17 May 2020

An Autumn For Crippled Children - All fell silent, everything went quiet

Having come across the last AAFC release quite late,
I have been waiting for the next one with bated breath to
see if it could match up.




Well ,"All went silent, everything went quiet" does not let you down. 
Instrumental post-rock drive the song structures but 
when the distorted guitars kick in, the mood changes 
with the powerful riffs that deliver a punch that would 
not sound out of place on a sludge album. 

The ambient passages carry a real feeling of mood that 
build up into a post-metal explosion of tension and 
release. The guitar playing is not just mindless fret- 
wanking but carry the songs along with sustained riffs 
and some wonderful note progressions. This is classy 
stuff and the tracks have a definite epic feel to them. 

There are tiny flourishes that make this stand out from the 
crowd - there are some ghostly screamed vocals which are used 
sparingly but with great effect and thekeyboards that could of been 
overworked - instead, it sits behind the riffs and give the songs 
another dimension.

This is the good shit.




Sunday, 2 February 2020

Kassad - London Orbital



Normally, high up in the top floor of Maim Towers, I put together
my reviews with wit, wisdom and the knowledge that I am right
and you are wrong. But the band have put forward their own manifesto
that says everything that needs to be said. 

Combining abrasive and gritty black metal with hallucinatory 
ambience and spiralling postrock intricacy, Kassad’s name is 
synonymous with misery, futility, and madness of modern urban life.

"London Orbital", the new album, centers around modern
 urban living and looks to a near future of megacities where
 the city itself is a personified, malevolent being where human 
empathy and culture have been replaced by artificial intelligence. 
The artist adds: "I wanted to create music for an imagined,
 future London - one where the city’s monoliths of glass and 
concrete have come alive to assert their malevolent control 
over the millions of people that live and toil amongst them. 
Workers travel in the vast shadows of these buildings, in the 
tunnels and transport systems that snake below or in the
 briefest snatches of sun that are yet to be blacked out.
 If you tilt your head and look at the city just right, you can 
already see the light starting to turn to darkness."

This is the good shit.