|Blut offer the kind of Extreme Drone Doom that would make most bands in
the area flush with candid innocence.
Here’s the second instalment of my "sick" reviews. I guess it should be
forbidden to write a review when you're sick and should be staying in bed while
sedated, but since it's Drone we’re dealing here with, I thought it'd be worth
Please note that, as disclaimer, I do not encourage the use of drugs and/or lethal germs prior to listening to music, but if you can mix (or have mixed) the two of them, then we’ll share the same views. Hopefully.
Coming from Great Britain, Blut, not to be mistaken with the short-lived NSBM act sharing the same moniker, come back with their very first full-length released through Portuguese underground label Bubonic Productions, home to other famed Doom Metal acts like Bosque or Why Angels Fall. Blut offer the kind of Extreme Drone Doom that would make most bands in the area flush with candid innocence, even the guys from Bunkur.
Thanks to two tracks over thirty minutes each, the British duet gives us a free tour in their tortured minds. Somehow it felt as if I were walking down the ill- lit sewers of Arkham where the most unimaginable monstrosities reside. I am not sure what HP Lovecraft had in mind when he wrote the Music of Erich Zann, the one that could open the void to Yuggoth, but I could bet some money that Blut have materialized this very music with Grief And Incurable Pain. By the way, don't be led astray by the somehow romantic feel of the opus name, it's nowhere near old English Doom classics.
The sewers of Blut are covered with filth and resonate with the droning maelstrom of ambient machinery. It’s a straight line but it’s never easy with those rotten chunks of flesh paving the way, and as the master once wrote: 'Searchers after horror, haunt strange far places'. There is always an insidious presence out there, as if a thousand eyes were constantly appraising your every movement, and once in a while, as you feel the horror coming closer, your pace goes faster and so does the pounding riffing of Blut’s eyeless guitars and drums.
'...And when the smoke cleared away, and I sought to look upon the earth, I beheld against the background of cold, humorous stars only the dying sun and the pale mournful planets searching for their sister...'
1. Death.Mourning.Famine (2)
2. Wolf Shall Dwell With Lamb (Edit)
Duration : Approx. 69 minutes
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