|I would swear that Fungoid Stream's music is fully synthetic; the booklet says nothing specific about this. The band is a duo: Joseph C. takes care of the music, Simon O. Of the vocal part. The lyrics are inspired by the work of Lovecraft. The famous author already inpired quite some bands within the Doom genre (Thergothon, Catacombs, Aarni, Foetor etc ...) but the effects here are striking. Nevermind the possible absence of physical instruments, drums, guitar are being heard, I will refer to them as such.|
The first opening notes are thin and fragile, the melody is sad, what is no surprise as Funeral Doom is what we are talking about; but Fungoid Stream paints his very own style of Funeral Doom, the texture of it being very perculiar: it sounds really weird, otherworldly so to speak, it's very muffled - or filtered - like submarine. The drums seem to suffocate under huge volumes of water; the sounds dissolve, lose their sharpness, draw blurred dreamy images which take a threatening look when the first chords of guitar rise and reverberate in a space which could be conceived as an aquatic cathedral, so large and solemn it seems.
The guitars introduce the voice. It is a deep, rough growl. You can almost see a scene is emerging from the music: in the center of the cathedral, before the altar, the priest is conducting the office. From the Book of the World he reads archaic tales from the time before humanity; from the time of the Great Pangea; from the time of the oceans; bitter waves caress the desolate shores. Sour choirs drift in the bleak air, undulating with water.
The priest speaks again. His voice has the charismatic force and the quivering inflections of an ancestor who commands respect, and whom we listen to and believe when he says things that have been and are no more. The story strucures itself. It is made of great cataclysms, dizzy falls, wild fights beneath the surface of the primordial sea.
The keyboard is made an organ, ribbons of cold velvet. In the bottom, in the dark crevices of the ocean beats an archaic intelligence. It speaks to us through the narrator. His breath is a million years old. It swells inside the Cathedral of water. The pillars quiver under the weight of the memory it contains.
Fungoid Stream achieve something magic: the music sounds like a flow murmuring with recollections of a long past glory. The religious leanings you perceive are not of a human nature. They sink their roots far in a less fragile ground. Their gods belong to another dimension. The keyboard work does a lot to carry this mysterious and profound spirituality.
The religious feeling may have no bearing on the listener, the special mystique that the music brings will however, insidiously but inexorably, infiltrate his senses. The oceanic pulse of the drums that lead the liturgy, imprint their rhythm to the heart and mind. The dogma is obscure but it is persuasive. It converts without threats and with a hypnotic power.
1. The Book
2. The Key
3. The Howler
4. Celaenus Fragments
5. The Windows
Duration : Approx. 43 minutes.
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