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

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Anaal Nathrakh - Passion


Anaal Nathrakh’s ‘Passion’ sounds like the final evolutionary step of heavy metal music. It combines unspeakably extreme, wall-of-sound mixing, absurdly fast and intricate drums, searing riffs with the most violent vocals imaginable. Frequently, the shrieking departs from the standard death-metal howls and enters a dark new territory of disturbingly convincing pained-yelps, and hoarse, tearful cries. AN has long been one of the honored and reviled chaplains of extreme metal, and with this release, they have offered up the audio equivalent to a mass-extinction event. It’s the noise of pigs being slaughtered, the treads of tanks shredding through bones and flesh. If music is ever going to be fully weaponized, these British bastards are at the top of the list.

Friday, April 22, 2011

First Post/Leviathan/Mayhem (Music: Black Metal)

Hey there. For the inaugural post on The Snarl, I thought it would only make sense to introduce you to two of my favorite albums. I’ll be reviewing music, movies, art, products, events, people and anything else that comes my way. If you’re interested in having something reviewed, send me an email with your idea and I’ll see what I can do for you. For now, check out these two full reviews of two of the best black metal albums ever recorded.



LEVIATHAN – MASSIVE CONSPIRACY AGAINST ALL LIFE


            Type: LP
Producer: Moribund Cult
Release: March 24th, 2008

                Leviathan is an American black metal project composed entirely of one Jef Whitehead, otherwise known as Wrest. This 2008 masterpiece, Massive Conspiracy Against All Life is an apocalyptic series of grave, ambient tracks detailing not just the end of life on earth, but of the ultimate extinction of all matter in the universe. It begins with a slow, meager growling intro, but quickly picks up pace and turns into a maddening spiral into total oblivion. While it may seem simple, know that this piece is not just about the simplistic Armageddon of flames and devils, but of a microbial destruction, and of the creation of new life from the withered corpse of our universal ovum. Note the microscopic nature of some of the lyrics “Gone, as T-Lymphocytes” and “From a long, flagellated vessel”, and know that the original title for ‘Vulgar Asceticism’ was ‘A Flagellum Raised to the Sky’, a phrase which upends the sperm cell and points it at the ova of the earth.