Hellthrasher Productions, 30.06.17
Just over a year ago, we visited Belarusian Ljosazabojstwa, or LSZB, as they spell it out for short. I gave Staražytnaje licha a medium grade. However, I predicted the band a promising future. In addition, the primitive expression and the diabolical moods have grown somewhat later on. It seems the release was a demo, and a strong one as such. Sychodžańnie at least is an EP, and its playing time is also extended to a little more than half an hour.
What the titles mean is as hazy as who constitutes the mysterious entity Ljosazabojstwa.
Belarus has two official languages, but Google Translate doesn't recognize the titles or lyrics of the songs as any of them. However, parts of the lyrics appear to be written in Polish. It is of course possible that the band uses some “obscure” dialect.
The sound is this time around a bit more conventional, to put it that way. However, it should not be admitted that the raw production of the demo suits the occult underground material. The sound has become a bit more powerful, but even though they've used a steel brush to take the roughest edges of the guitar sound, the polishing machine has appropriately not been taken into use.
As an intro, we get two minutes of eerie organ tones, leaving almost exactly 30 minutes divided into four songs of about seven minutes each, as well as a short interlude with more ominous mood from guitar, dark rhythmic strokes and roaring pipe organ. The band in a way sounds a notch more professional while retaining a distinct sound of underground in its occult black/death.
The songs contain ample variety and nice drive. When the seething and breathless sequences of wild riffing and frenetic drumming calms down - when the profane moods grow powerful - an atmosphere of dubious rites on a desolate burial ground prevail, lit only by the full moon and candles intentionally placed in rigid geometric patterns. Mortuary Drape is mentioned as a reference by the metallic encyclopaedia. Add a good dose of Necros Christos, and you will perceive approximately where in this landscape Ljosazabojstwa dwells.
It took quite a few spins, but eventually I let this dim, and sometimes violent ceremony embrace me. Those interested in both demo and EP in physical format can be advised of the discount in the purchase of the bundle from Bandcamp.
Krucyator Productions, 26.07.17
I've heard good things about Canadian Mitochondrion, but Miss Fortuna never arranged any meeting between us.
Just days after I decided to take matters into my own hands via the band's Bandcamp, where the Canadians treat us with an optional price on both EP and both their albums, I also received Antinumerology through a PR agency.
Destiny seems to help those who help themselves. (Something that reinforces a sceptic's disbelief regarding supernatural impact in much the same way as those self-fulfilling prophecies that strengthen the faith of the naive.)
In the fall of 2013, Mitochondrion released the EP Antinumerology digitally and on vinyl, independently and in collaboration with Dark Descent Records. Almost four years later, the three intense tracks are also available on CD via Krucyator, as well as via the label's Bandcamp profile.
Mitochondrion was started in 2003, and released their first full-length (following two demos) five years later. Ergo, they can probably be considered as part of the first wave of bands within the style of intense and dissonant black/death they perform. Through 12 sweaty minutes of hyperventilation, towering, meaty death metal with a dizzying ethereal character is mixed with a psychedelic and kaleidoscopic black sting. Inspirations from bands such as Incantation and Autopsy on the one hand, and Deathspell Omega and Blut aus Nord on the other, makes for a unnerving mixture of obnoxious moods and violent, inhuman intensity.
Without venturing into the biggest comparisons, neither with back-catalogue nor other bands, I (for my part) conclude that the band delivers the goods on Antinumerology. The riffs are killer, with resounding moods. The sound is a wall of rotary steel cutters, not unlike the front of a tunnel boring machine. The fairly complex structure is well organized, and the flow is nifty and devastatingly heavy. In short; An ass-kicking little imp of an EP!
Throats Prod., 02.05.17&Narbentage Prod., 21.07.17
“Life is great, without it, you'd be dead”, says an apathetic and clearly disillusioned child before all hell breaks loose in the form of abnormal, deranged, atonal, and surely malodorous black metal. I admittedly only have a digital copy to relate to, but I swear that something stinks.
The quartet consists of three Frenchmen and a Spaniard, all young and apparently relatively fresh in the game.
Only the Spaniard has a few more irons in the fire, including Atavisma, which we'll probably return to some horrid day.
Bah! Amateurs and posers. Humbug!
Acedia Mundi has been around since 2013, and hereby show its dirty face in contaminated daylight for the first time. The debut consists of noisy cacophonic music. Or the opposite of music. An offspring so hideous not even a mother could relate to it. The eight songs consist of disharmonious riffs, resentful rhythms and multi-voices, clamouring vomiting (or “vocals” as they have the nerve to call it), overflowing with nasty samples. Grisly and ugly as hell.
Curiously, this obnoxious hullabaloo has a kind of charm. Something about the gritty dissonant riffs appeals to a primitive side of the psyche. Something about the galloping driving of the grotesque drivel also creates some kind of hypnotic effect. Strong scepticism toward the noisy brattle of the French scum sediment gradually gives way to some kind of esteem. Words I refuse to stand for. After all, I have a reputation to look after. My official attitude is that Acedia Mundi serves a ghastly, obscene and detestable abhorrence.
Devil's work, no doubt. Yuck!