Spectral Lore - II

[phthoggon]

έτσι, το ταγκ επιβεβαιώνεται (το δεύτερο ντε)

[NihilistikOrder]

des pm ...

[Ra Pariah]

δύο πμ δες!

[wom]

SPECTRAL LORE "II" (Temple Of Torturous) cd 12.98

The first we heard from Greek one man ambient black metal horde
was on a split with Swedish psychedelic black metallers Underjordiska,
then offering a washed out black ambient counterpoint to
Underjordiska's furious spaced out black buzz, so when we finally got
this cd in, a digital reissue of a long out of print cassette, we were
expecting another disc of washed out ambient blackness, and while
there is a bit of that present, Spectral Lore knocked our blocks off
with this collection of totally intense, outsider avant black metal
buzz.
After a two minute intro of delicate acoustic guitar, SL explode
into a 24 minute epic, all stumbling crunch and grind in the
beginning, before slipping seamlessly into soaring majestic epic
buzzing black metal. The drums and vocals mostly buried beneath the
frenzied riffage, weirdly minor key, haunting and space-y but
thrashing and black and grim, until the sound shifts, getting muddy
and murky, a loping midtempo pound that quickly shifts again, and
stretches out into some woozy psychedelic folkiness, all warm buzzing
guitars and crystalline melody, soaring strings, totally tranquil and
dreamlike, before exploding in another frenzy of tangled and gnarled
blackness, and so it goes, slipping back and forth, until finally the
guitars coalesce into some classic metal sounding melody, then a
weirdly Viking sounding blow out, before fading out completely,
leaving a long stretch of hushed gauzey ambience. Heck that track
alone would be worth $13, there's more packed into that 24 minutes
than most bands manage in records twice that long, but there's so much
more.
The rest of the record is a balance between woozy melodic drift,
and warped black heaviness, often the line between the two heavily
blurred. Black buzz grows more and more indistinct until it sounds
more like Nadja, a sort of shoegazey black drift, guitars unfurl,
chords unfolding slowly one at a time, moody synthesizer strings drift
over hushed minimal swirls of soft focus sound, guitars rumble and
bombinate, building to soaring lysergic ur-drones, long stretches of
muddy murk give way to crystalline sonic whispers, black metal roils
and churns and explodes in streaks of near white noise, the sound and
production constantly shifting, blistering and in-the-red one second,
mumbled and washed out the next, the sound as much a part of the music
as the music itself.
Far out and epic, psychedelic and spaced out, ambient and black,
and so goddamn good...

[nothingman]

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[phthoggon]

χαχαχα εντάξει ο aquarius είναι δικός μας από παλιά, ξεπουλημένος αγορασμένος ετς, δε μετράει...

[carheart]

Δεν ήξερα που να το γράψω.





κονγκράτς και στις δύο πλευρές, που το βρίσκουμε;

[Art In Haste]

Το ακούμε ολόκληρο εδώ. Για αγορά κανονική θα μας πουν τα παιδιά φαντάζομαι γιατί ούτε η εταιρεία που το βγαλε έχει κάτι.