If i look at the cover of Sanctus Infernum‘s debut material, i don’t know what come to the mind of others, but it reminds me of iSiS, Mastodon and the alike artistic monstrums. And let’s face it, it doesn’t mislead us, since in their genre’s borders the mixture of doom and depth own a fancy box, to which added black and death metal elements creats the real motherfucking, meat-stripping, hook metal, with which they’re moving our short-tailed friends in the cold storage. The american band formed in 2006, and for me three unknown team’s names emerges in the biographycal details: Grand Facade (which is theoretically a melodical death metal), Manilla Road (epic heavy/power/thrash) and Chapel of the Eye, which was a doom brigade, and existed only for one demo. I can’t get enough of the cover (Jumali Katani) and the booklet (Sergey Terentiev), it isn’t something unique, only a nice PS work, but it’s stylish, it has deeper thoughts and the design isn’t a hasty work, rather a worked out conception, and this is the word, which came to my mind numerously as a feeling through the muscular and mammoth (how suprising, heh? haha) kind of sounding album. The only negative thing is the logo, this symetrical thing with those flames is tremendously bad, or it doesn’t fit, if it winked back from a cover of a motorbike lover deatn’n’roll crew or from a stooner brigade, then i would understand the feeling, but this 45 minutes are not really about parties, beer, sex, girls and drugs and the joy of speed…
They define themselves on their myspace page as Death Metal / Down-tempo / Black Metal… well, as i see they are not completely clear with the meaning of down-tempo, and they do not have any common with trip-hop slowed down experimentals overstepped by the hypnotical self-repeating clacking ambient, but all right! Let’s see, what can i bring out from them!
First of all the reception and interpretation are not an easy task, it isn’t that cd, which gives itself for the first listening, that’ why the names of Mastodon or iSiS were effective at the beginning of my article, but like that i could mention the symbol of Neurosis or Pelican too (however the latter brouth itself to the end with its last album, it was a pity hearing-listening). This 45 minutes actually goes along the meaning of classical doom death strikes, hooks on strange black influences, with old-school kind of stooner solos (actually these are the part of doom), and again with not common acoustical breakdowns, and varyfied the only breathing melancholy with monumental movements, which are typical in the above mentioned bands. At numerous places old school doom and death metal spheres descend from twenty years depth, and request us for circulating dance ritual, but the point of perception is in death, as the lyrics are not about the flower collecting Katinka, neither the caring father. To the deep feelings, personal lyrics and abysmal music are the most fitting, and there is no lack in this here!
I’ve got a feeling, that they sell the past tasty wine as something new, deepen it with spices, but not in a new arty/kitschy suit. Certainly, that also belongs to the truth, while Neurosis hides huge musicians in itself, till then Sanctus Infernum‘s strenght is not in the specialized knowledge, but it’s not a wrecked ship, because not the knowledge is the goal, rather the depth and vegetative feelings brought up from the past. One song flows into the other, painting a terrify, majestic and heavy picture of the recent past and the world before birth, they suprisingly do not think of future. After this much of ballast it wouldn’t make any sense. One of my friend said not long ago, that he commited suicide at night in his dream, and death was just like when long ago we sniffed together glue.
This dissonant floating and joy of consciousness could close into a box in the side of feelings the circus of the american band unmatched deviance: the dark croaking-rattling vocals full of hatred and the depressive slow rumbling, which are pressed out from the drums and guitars. I do not claim, that Sanctus Infernum would put down something huge and unique to that table, but it’s adequatly abundant and artistical, thus we can’t eat it on one dinner, and until other band only give us crumbs, here we find 2 kilos of bread on the table with a knife in its head…
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