Tag: Black

Petrale – Salvation Precipitates Review

The day I first listened to Petrale’s new album, Salvation Precipitates, was also the day that I read a Substack newsletter from Phil Freeman about the Swedish band Air Raid. Freeman is a journalist whose

Gabestok – Med Freden Kommer Hadet Review

The Soil The crest of first-wave black metal is a bed of nutrient-rich gravesoil. While thrash was pushing into more progressive or commercially viable territories and death metal was beginning to find its own sheen

Altari – Kröflueldar Review

[Cover art by Altari guitarist K.R.Guðmundsson] In the press materials for Kröflueldar, the full length debut from Iceland’s Altari, the band jokes that because the record took nine years to make, they named it after

Dødheimsgard – Black Medium Current Review

[Album artwork by Łukasz Jaszak] Let’s celebrate weirdness without getting too philosophical about what exactly constitutes “weird.” We all know weird, we all know it keeps life interesting, and we all likely hope to encounter

Track Premiere: Concilium – “Between The Moon And The Mountain”

In metal, it is often times easy to get swept away in this romantic vision of Death. Whether it be the mournful, wilted funeral flowers of My Dying Bride or the gorephillic brutality of Cannibal

Minenwerfer – Feuerwalze Review

28 June, 1914: Serbian nationalist Gavrilo Princip assassinates Archduke Franz Ferdinand, heir to the Austro-Hungarian throne. 28 July, 1914: Austria-Hungary declares war on Serbia. A chain of alliances kicks off a multinational conflict, sparking the European

Enslaved – Heimdal Review

Greetings and god Fredag. This is a journey into sound. And sounds. And time, and shifting perceptions, and journeys (journeys of journeys), and our relationship to all of these things, but mostly to sounds. And

Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Enlightened In The Gleam Of The Scythe, Its Blade Reflecting Funeral Pyres Of The Black Metal Underground

A new moon has passed once again, and yet again I find myself on a bit of a fools errand, seeking to read truth in something as erroneous as the black arts. Contradiction is its