Like most people, I keep lots of things around the house that mean something to me and nothing to anyone else at all. I hold on to these things because they represent some meaningful time or event in my life that just happened to involve no other person and so, because I experienced it alone, its perceived value is unique to me. I’m glad I have these things and will continue to collect them. And I am far more thankful for those things I’ve held onto because they represent an invaluable connection to others.
A long time ago, I took my kids on a trip and we stayed by a lake. We were out on that lake a lot and spent most of one day in the shallow area just off the shore (called the littoral zone, I’ve learned), my kids up to their waists and me lying prone and scooting myself along with my arms. My son found a terrific rock, which inspired my daughter to find a terrific rock of her own, and soon we were determined to find as many terrific rocks as we could.
Whenever one of us found a rock that piqued our interest, we’d confer with the others and a consensus was reached to keep the rock or toss it out into the lake so it wouldn’t be accidentally refound. Kept rocks had to be capital T terrific, but there were no specific rules about shape, size, or weight, or color, brilliance, or fanciness. All a rock required to be kept was that we agreed it was terrific and, in the end, it was nearly always interestingness that won the day. We ended up with a hundred or so rocks wrapped up in t-shirts like makeshift bindles, which we used to lug them back to the cabin.
I don’t think we’d made any plans to take the rocks home with us, but when it was time to pack for the return trip, the kids didn’t have to work real hard to convince me to load the whole pile into my luggage. And they have sat in our home ever since, resting in some nice decorative vases.
Most of the time, the rocks just sit there unnoticed. Once in a while, though, I’ll catch myself stopping and looking at them. This rock or that will grab my attention and some specific memory will struggle against time, sometimes flashing to a clear snapshot, sometimes brushing hazy silhouettes into a misty gray background before wisping away like blown smoke. Always, though, a general kind of whole body memory forms in that moment, an amalgamation of the sensory experiences and feelings of that day, all the joy and excitement of our shared adventure, and I love that so much.
Rarer, and magnitudes better, is when one or both of my kids stop at the rocks and look and remember. They recall and share details I’d forgotten or maybe never even noticed. They might remember a certain rock’s pattern and its discovery or discussion, or maybe just reflect warmly on “the best day.” We talk and go back together in a sort of symbiotic reminiscence.
There have been occasions, too, when we’ve had visitors who’ve noticed and asked about the rocks, sometimes because they seem unusual, but usually because they have their own memories of collecting rocks from a lake or river or along a trail. “I had a rock just like that,” and then a story about their own adventure. In those stories, we find connection, common experiences through which we can relate, regardless of any of that other shit that gets in the way of people relating. It doesn’t matter that our rocks aren’t exactly the same or that we remember them from different experiences.
Those rocks mean something very special to me that isn’t exactly like what they mean to my kids or to my friends and neighbors, but through them, each time we remember together, we find our relationships reflected and reinforced, and I think that’s pretty neat. In fact, if it weren’t for the memories, those rocks would mean nothing at all.
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I listened to an awful lot of heavy metal music this year, same as every year. You’ll see that some of the albums listed here didn’t make many other lists, if any. Others will already be familiar, as they’ve garnered a good bit of discussion in the heavy metal world, including in the bustling Last Rites newsroom. In any case, I hope you find something to connect with. And maybe share something back in the comments.
Heavy Metal Favorites
20. UMULAMAHRI – LEARNING THE SECRETS OF ACID
A big part of what makes music and heavy metal specifically so much fun is the mystery. You can think you’ve heard it all before and still be leveled by some heretofore unimagined thing, even when you thought you’d deciphered all the signs. Umulamahri. Okay, Morbid Angel. And Umulamahri is: Andrew Hawkins – Guitar, Synth, Samples; Doug Moore – Lyrics & vocals; Kévin Paradis on drums. Hmmm, synths and samples, no bass, a different kind of death metal then. Learning The Secrets Of Acid. Ah, gonna be trippy, nice. That cover art. Oooooooh, it’s gonna be soooo trippy, and scary. Song titles like, “Rot Shall Rule the Oily Voids.” Nihilistic horror, got it. Lyrics like, Now that I have borne witness / I pray to be left behind, and the entirety of “Bursting With Life’s True Fruit.” Fuuuuuuu… but alright, I think I’m ready. Hit play.
Aaaaaand what the fuck is this?
It is awesome though.
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19. CHANGELING – CHANGELING
It’s hard to get me excited for much in the ol’ Progressive/Technical Death Metal realm these days, but Changeling did it by maximizing all the best aspects of the subgenre with an unbeatable mix of creativity and enthusiasm. It was my buddy Hotz’s review that pinged my radar with observations that this is like tech death for Devin Townsend fans and, “Despite the focus on firing a million notes at the listener, Changeling isn’t afraid of creating a vocal hook with some harsh cleans during a chorus that gives you something to grab onto.” And, objectively, he’s probably right to opine that it’s too long and a little over-indulgent, but when the worst thing about an awesome thing is too much of that thing, I’m all about getting down with that thing.
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18. SACRED – FIRE TO ICE
In a subgenre that has come to be known for excess and overindulgence, Sacred created one of the best power metal albums of the year without any of that. Fire to Ice is great because it makes the most of the fundamental elements, from strong sound and rousing melody to fist-pumping riffs and sweet, sweet leads, and then blasts it to the starlit horizon with heroic epic spirit. That’s it. Just kickass power metal made the way they made it back when most of us were still just calling it heavy metal.
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17. SOMETIME IN FEBRUARY – WHERE MOUNTAINS HIDE
With so many of them out there, it’s pretty tough for an instrumental metal act to get my attention these days; frankly, so few stand out against the rest. As any lover of music can attest, though, the live setting is the great equalizer, genre saturation be damned. Sometime In February’s set at ProgPower USA this year proved the point, revealing they’ve got the chops to deliver heavy metal power with virtuosic grace, emotionally compelling and technically strong, and as cinematic as it is precise.
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16. ANCIENT DEATH – EGO DISSOLUTION
Ego Dissolution is mostly mid tempo death metal that somehow feels like it’s whipping and cracking along, which comes down to strong writing and a rhythm section that’s particularly dialed in. Even when Derek Moniz picks up the bpm with bassist Jasmine Alexander, the battery shapes the energy to lurch and surge like hailstone waves. [And] there’s a number of ways that Ancient Death builds on the wonderfully vigorous foundation laid down by the rhythm section. First, Jerry Witunsky and Ray Brouwer (the bitchin guitarist, not The Dead Kid from Stand By Me; that was Ray Brower) bring a seemingly endless supply of killer death metal riffs and melody that absolutely brim with the spirit of epic and traditional heavy metal. Second, that spirit shines even more brightly in their leads and the way they make them.
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15. KATOAJA – WHAT WE WITNESS
The range of references conjured by What We Witness is so wide then as to emphasize the uniqueness of Katoaja’s voice even as it rings familiar in whatever sphere of the prog metal world lights up for a particular listener. Katoaja gets clever, for sure, but in service of songs that engage and envelop the willing listener and sometimes even manage to surprise. Sounds, textures, arrangements feel fully and seamlessly integrated so that the album flows effortlessly through the kind of rich and dynamic soundscape expected from progressive music; again, a modern design that honors the old school.
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14. STYGIAN RUIN – STYGIA II: ANCIENT AND ARCANE
Stygian Ruin doesn’t sound like much on paper: one-person project plying black metal laced with ambient music and run through lo-fi filters. Noting that this black metal has terrific riffs, this ambient means the dungeon synth variety, and that the songs are inspired by Robert E. Howard’s Conan lore helps, for sure, but still doesn’t do it justice. What makes it make sense to me is that listening to this music has the same kind of appeal as reading comic books done in the old newsprint style with basic colors and dots; it has the capacity to transport the observer to another universe, one made of equal parts escapist fantasy and nostalgia.
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13. CKRAFT – UNCOMMON GROUNDS
Now it’s true that the very first thing to notice about Ckraft is the accordion and, as such, odds shoot through the roof that potential listeners will casually dismiss the band as a gimmick, especially when they see there’s also a tenor sax. But there’s a proper rock-and-roll backing band, too, that happens to specialize in the heavy metal variation as proficiently as they do the jazz fusion variation. Founder and accordionist extraordinaire Charles Kieny’s composition skills enable the construction of songs from a bin of pieces that just wouldn’t occur to most folks, including melodic and harmonic techniques derived from Gregorian chant. Pulled off competently as it is, that sort of integration is remarkable in itself, but these players make Kieny’s music with such natural passion that it transcends the crafting of it. Put most simply, the resulting output is something like Meshuggah meets Mahavishnu Orchestra, or King Crimson feat. Tosin Abasi. And of course, that is woefully inadequate. Please listen.
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12. WEEPING SORES – THE CONVALESCENCE AGONIES
The Convalescence Agonies is a special record. It occupies a strange place between death/doom and progressive rock that I’m not sure I’ve encountered anywhere else, which is saying something in 2025. In my network of music associations, the node that lights up brightest is Giant Squid, which is mostly (but not entirely) down to the cello, deftly written into the heaviness around it. At its core, though, The Convalescence Agonies is just a wonderful example of music as metaphor; the experience of injury and the ensuant healing process described through song as a sort of crucible. Though it’s surely at least somewhat unique for each listener, for me the drums draw out a baseline tension of bone-deep discomfort; riffs represent struggle, weighing down and pushing against; lead guitar as surging, searing bolts of pain; vocals personify agony, the existential questions of why and how; the cello plays woe, self-pity, and desperate longing for relief. And, critically, all of these at times reaching the remote light of fragile hope.
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11. SPECIES – CHANGELINGS
It’s almost a shoo in for me when a band makes an album that reminds me of a band(s) I love even when it doesn’t sound like it. Species reminds me of Voivod and Obliveon, which isn’t a real stretch for anyone passingly familiar with the proggy technical thrash these bands play. And bands like Watchtower where, even among all the technical twists and turns, bass and drums get as much spotlight as guitar and sometimes even more. But they also remind me of any number of eclectic prog bands, writing songs that cover wide inter-genre ground around that radiating technical thrash core, bringing in technique from whatever style is best suited to the song, from traditional metal to thrash and spacerock to folk. The result is a fully fledged tech thrash adventure of aliens and science gone awry that keeps the listener up front and center for the full 40 minutes.
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10. CHERCÁN – CHERCÁN
There’s not many albums I’ve listened to more this year than Chercán. It’s got a moodiness about it that initially says “modern prog,” suggesting bands like Soen and Klone and all that implies, but it ain’t that. Like many modern heavy prog bands from South America, Chile’s Chercán bring a full complement of regional and ethnic accoutrements to 
the stage to create a sound that sounds like nothing else, and then they take it to the next level by layering it all through a wonderfully dynamic fusion filter with smart use of keyboards, strings, an array of percussion, and active, integral saxophone. Chercán is dark and heavy, for sure, but the wide range of tone, texture, and style make it feel exotic, like a mysterious adventure. An immensely accomplished debut album of avant-garde heavy prog. (also, the little hero pictured here is a chercán, you’re welcome)
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9. ROTHADÁS – TÖVISKERT… A KÍSÉRTÉS ÖRÖK ÉRZETE… LIDÉRCHARANG
Another surefire way to flip my bip is to perfectly match your music and album art. In the world of death/doom, I’m thinking of albums with active art like Asphyx’s Deathhammer and Never Cross the Dead by Hooded Menace, both bands being fair starting points for ideas about Hungary’s Rothadás. Rothadás is Hungarian for rot, and Töviskert… a kísértés örök érzete… lidércharang translates to Thorn Garden… the eternal feeling of temptation… a ghostly melody, which illuminates that weird little ritual in the cover art, and offers some insight to the band’s approach: ugly and scary and strangely beautiful in turns. This is the death/doom way, of course, and Rothadás doesn’t pretend to be inventing anything, but like all great death/doom, the payoff on Töviskert is immense every time it crests to barely contained cacophony, rumbling the world as if we’ve arrived at the inevitable end.
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8. LUNAR – TEMPORA MUTANTUR
In Tempora Mutantur, Lunar offers their answer to one of the great disappointments of prog metal, which is that an effective blend of progressive rock and heavy metal is so very rare (this being categorically different from what has become Prog Metal). To be fair, of course it is, these subgenres of rock and roll having drifted so far apart over the years. But then again, there was a time when they occupied the same virtual space and this is where Lunar finds focus. Tempora Mutantur sounds like founder Alex Bosson wrote the songs with almost no thought to styles, assigning instruments later to the parts they’re best suited to (it is worth noting that Alex’s songs have always owed a heavy debt to Opeth and some of that remains here, though less). The core sound comes from guitar, synthesizers, bass, and drums, of course, but meticulous songwriting makes room for saxophone, trumpet, trombone, and tuba, harmonica, and cello, as well as some incredible vocal harmonies reminiscent of Gentle Giant and Haken. The result is a terrifically eclectic album that incorporates just about every mode of metal while critically leaving the classic progressive rock structure intact and celebrating its playful eccentricities.
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7. REFLECTION – THE BATTLES I HAVE WON
Opening salvo, “Only The Swords Survive,” is an absolute burner, ripping out the gate with barbarous fire. It’s just a terrifically written song, built to be swift and feel deadly in the way the sword fells its foe. Now, metalheads everywhere have suffered the disappointment of an amazing opening track that’s followed by a slew of WTFs. The Battles I Have Won inflicts no such indignity. All nine songs across all 43 minutes of Battles are of top quality and reflect to varying degrees all of the best things about that opening track. Pavlantis is the primary songwriter and he manages impressive variety across the album in terms of style, from traditional metal to doom and power, each variation nonetheless imparting that rousing triumphant spirit of epic metal, especially remarkable given that no track exceeds five-and-a-half minutes.
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6. DISSONA – RECEPTOR
Ultimately, Receptor is a major win. This is dark, dynamic, progressive metal that defies the confines of what even that unconventional subgenre tends to impose. Through 11 songs over nearly an hour, countless variations on the core style even within songs, a diverse array of atmospheric embellishments, and all the ebbs and flows and twists and turns of first class musical storytelling, Receptor never loosens its grip. And Dissona achieves this with a clear confidence, making the most of their many and varied strengths, not the least of which is that uncompromising drive to make kick ass heavy metal.
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5. MAJESTICA – POWER TRAIN
Tommy Johansson is a rocker. Full stop. Rock and roll pulses through his veins. Yes, of course, I know he plays power metal but it’s the way he plays, in whatever band, that makes me notice he has the heart of a rock and roll star, absolutely dedicated to his craft and with an impossible vitality that just screams, “I live for this!” Way back in early January, I looked forward to the new album: Majestica’s is power metal that shines like silver sunlight, featuring Tommy’s warm, exuberant voice piercing gray clouds to tell fantastic tales of heavy metal warriors and their exploits, and paying tribute to their forebears. Tommy’s lead guitar generates as much positive energy and the band reflects it, too, down to the bass, which pulses like Polaris in the night sky. And even in their most ambitious moments they make it obvious that fun is always priority number one. and …for those of us who still embrace power metal that shines brightly and thaws our frosty cockles, “Power Train” bodes well for the rest of the journey. It’s nearly impossible to know just how an artist will perform against forecasts, especially those lofty expectations of the doting fan, but Majestica absolutely killed it in 2025. Unparalleled power metal joy.
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4. WIZARDS – БЕСКОНЕЧНЫЕ БЕЗДНЫ СКИТАНИЙ
It translates to Endless Abysses Of Wanderings and I can’t think of a more appropriate or enticing way to describe the music therein. Russia’s Wizards features Kostya of thrash sorcerers, Mystic Storm, on guitars, synths, and vocals, and Alexander on drums and other percussion. Their bandcamp genre cloud looks like this: 
and their MA genre tags look like Symphonic/Doom/Heavy Metal/Ambient, which gives you everything you need to know what they sound like except no it doesn’t because they’re kind of all of that and none. Endless Abysses has both the production values and the acid-washed-denim-and-white-high-tops spirit of the gnarliest early NWOBHM but, of course, the songs are of the right here and now so it feels like Dying Victims Productions got Bill and Ted-ed back to 1983 and signed the neighborhood D&D party, who then promptly ensorcelled the entirety of the underground. It’s so convincing that I’m sitting here wondering if I might have just triggered a visit from the timecops.
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3. OROMET – THE SINKING ISLE
Oromet makes songs on sophomore album, The Sinking Isle, about life and loss and dying and the impact of these on people and the world. As an ultra-niche form, most readers will already know what to expect from the music in the most basic sense: mostly a minimalist affair of big, slow, doom with deep, cavernous vocals howling about loss and its attendant misery, sometimes shaded with fragile hope. To make the new funeral doom album compelling, then, Oromet reached outside itself, careful not to step so far as to lose its identity. Aguilar and Hills widen the scope of The Sinking Isle beyond hope to wonder and awe of the impossible beauty of life in nature, from earth to cosmos. The deep symbolism of Oromet’s art is an echo of the band and its players and their lives. At just a little more than an hour from the foothills of the Sierra Nevada mountains, Sacramento offers access to pristine places where one can immerse oneself in nature. The songs of The Sinking Isle resound with the emotion of that kind of experience, the grandeur of big sky and 10,000 foot vistas.
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2. ANCHORITE – REALM OF RUIN
Some others came close, but Realm Of Ruin is easily my most spun album of 2025. I don’t know if I just missed it, but there didn’t seem to be a ton of great epic doom this year, and yet I’m willing to bet that Anchorite’s sophomore album would have fared just as well if there had been. Off the top, Leo Stivala (of Malta’s peerless epic doom band, Forsaken) at the helm means top tier vocal melodies belted to the sky with heroic strength. The other members of the band also play (or have played) together in other projects and that shared history shines through in exquisitely tight performance across the full 54+ minutes. And with all due respect to the invaluable contributions of the battery, at the pinnacle of those performances lies a bevy of glorious, impassioned, magical leads, including one from the incomparable Michael Denner. Fold all that glory into eight immaculately constructed songs coursing through a variety of tempos and intensities, from plodding and ponderous to galloping-into-battle and you’ve got a most-spun album for most anybody calling themselves an epic doom devotee. Also, earworm of the year award to the title track’s irresistible chorus.
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1. PHANTOM SPELL – HEATHER & HEARTH
Way back in the olden days, when heavy metal was mostly just a clever way of describing some of that rock and roll music the kids listened to at their motorcycle clubs, musicians told long and adventurous stories with their songs. They broke the rules of radio to expand the palette with progressive rock and folk to paint scenes of epic journeys and heroic exploits, but also of love and romantic notions, as if realizing the absolute boon that modern electric music offered to recount anew those tales as old as time. Phantom Spell’s second album, Heather & Hearth harks back to those halcyon days of rock and roll fantasy and lore. These songs are so utterly authentic that it’s virtually impossible to avoid being swept up into not only the music but the stories they tell, with only the end of the record to bring the listener back. Hands down the most engrossing album of the year.
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Non-Metal Favorites
The non-metal music I spun the most this year is overwhelmingly characterized by gentleness. I don’t recall making a conscious choice to take a ride on the mild side but, looking back, it was obvious. There’s definitely energy and the essential tension of dynamic music, especially in the prog rock but, even there, the shapes tend to be rounded, the courses smooth. I don’t want to overthink it, but it makes sense in light of the harshness and callousness that have poisoned the air in modern times. It’s true that so much wonderful music takes effort, burns energy in the processing of it to build a lasting connection. Nothing wrong with that at all and, in fact, something I really value. Each of the albums below, on the other hand, presents itself freely and openly, adding energy like a visit with a kindly friend on an otherwise gloomy day.
Julian & Roman Wasserfuhr – Safe Place
There are moments on the Wasserfuhr brothers’ most recent album for ACT that make me feel like a small child. That is, they feel safe. The trio of piano, trumpet, cello (and sometimes sax), plays with a subtle whimsy, as if to suggest that gentle playfulness is the natural way. Safe Place is also deeply emotional, projecting the sort of raw honesty that lies behind eyes squeezed shut by an engrossing melody.
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Benjamin Lackner – Spindrift
The cast assembled by Benjamin Lackner for this quintet (piano, trumpet, tenor, bass, drums) seems intimately attuned to the freedom gained from letting those around you have their space and to fill it as they see fit. When one allows that, one’s own voice more likely finds the comfortable flow to become a part, as opposed to an addition. And when we all do that, magic is made.
Mathias Eick – Lullaby
The second album here to feature trumpeter, Mathias Eick (he’s on Spindrift, too), this time as leader. The quartet for Lullaby (trumpet, piano, bass, drums) plays so gently as to epitomize the titular song. And, like a lullaby, these songs are warm and embracing. No player extends themselves beyond the song, but rather each fills the space around the others, gently, to swathe the listener in restorative calm.
Fulguromatic – Fulguromatic
Fulguromatic features a weird kind of kitchen sink prog rock, which is to say you’ll find a little bit of a lot of different things in here from classic prog to zeuhl. There’s a gentle but spirited jazz coursing through it all that imparts a sense of whimsy and levity. And yet still, in the context of chipper propulsive beats and oddly processed vocals, flute rock melodies make it feel like Canterbury’s strange cousin to krautrock. Flautrock? Anyway, maybe the most unique album I heard in 2025 and definitely the most surprisingly awesome.
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Discipline – Breadcrumbs
Just a masterful reset for the Detroit neo-prog luminaries. Still symphonic in design and dynamic, just as reverent as forward-thinking, and brimming with melancholy cynicism as ever, now incorporating a delicate jazz/fusion latticework and tempered with quiet thoughtfulness to envelop the willing listener like a prismatic cocoon.
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Malabriega – Frippada Andaluza
Eclectic prog folk from Andalusia, Spain, that ventures into uncharted waters as eagerly as it celebrates traditional regional sounds. Frippada Andaluza makes excellent use, for example, of post-rock atmosphere and crescendo dynamics while, at the same time, featuring Spanish guitar and cante flamenco vocal style at the forefront. These songs benefit most from outstanding songwriting, of course, but that reach from a traditionally grounded foundation to more contemporary stylings feels brave and special. Inspired me to explore Spanish prog rock more fully, for sure.
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Lars Fredrik Frøislie – Gamle Mester/Quattro Racconti
Wobbler’s keyboardist gets a twofer in 2025. First, he does it all himself for the second time.
Gamle Mester is another love letter to the golden age of prog with that distinctive Norwegian flair and Lars’ passion for adventurous storytelling, a little grander this time and more polished.
Second, Quattro Racconti is his first solo album, Fire Fortellinger, rereleased, this time with vocals by Museo Rosenbach’s Stefano “Lupo” Galifi, as Lars had envisioned originally.
In each case: classic symphonic prog worship nonpareil.
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Karfagen – Omni
There may be no busier artist in the prog world than Antony Kalugin. And I’m certain no one is more excited about the work they do. He absolutely beams when he shares his progress reports, pride in the product surpassed only by appreciation for his fans. All that love spills over in the 21st(!) Karfagen album, Omni, a deeply joyful symphonic prog adventure; perhaps his best work ever.
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IQ – Dominion
UK neo-prog titans triumph yet again. The only surprise here is how this band (truckin’ now for 44 years!), keeps making albums that objectively do the same over again and yet intrigue and immerse as if they’ve broken pristine ground. I can’t explain it and don’t care to try.
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Steven Wilson – The Overview
Ol’ Steven’s been at it a long time and traveled many paths in pursuit of his muse(s). The Overview finds him back where it all began, with a loving nod to the sounds and styles that first inspired his journey. Two side-long tracks that focus much more on the atmospheric (read: Floydian) and cinematic aspects of Wilson’s work than the rock and, more than anything else, just really feel like a nostalgic trip, very warm and personal.
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Bjørn Riis – Fimbulvinter
I spent a lot of time with this album this year; it’s a great road trip record. The formula is relatively set for Bjørn now, with moody, atmospheric, heavy crossover prog the order of the day. And, as always (and unapologetically) there are echoes of Pink Floyd, though less here. The thing about Fimbulvinter is its absolute vulnerability. Riis’s honesty about common yet still stigmatized mental health struggles is poignantly conveyed through the music and made relatable through his lyrics.
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Atomic Time – Subsounds
Music is full of great ideas on paper that flop on record. Subsounds is an amazing instance of when one of those actually works. While no words will adequately convey what’s happening here, it’s helpful to think of neo-prog songs with an atmospheric sort of spacerock style that flows through loooooooong stretches of supremely engineered ambient music, and a compositional approach that locks the listener into every niche, fold, and expanse along the way.
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Love these rocks, bud. Capital T Terrific.