Perdition Winds – S/T (Darker Than Black Records 2012)
Perdition Winds is the apex of what I look for in black
“Purification” has a really clean production that brings out
this brutal and hollow echoing effect to all of the instruments and vocals that
actually sounds a though the band are live. The rhythms are clunky and heavy
like massive boulders dropping, especially with the skins being beaten to a
pulp, that gives the song a primitive occult atmosphere of ritual and blood
sacrifice. The guitars are buzzing in a swarm of chaos and have a clean
distorted sound to them that, in combination with the rhythms, yields a filthy,
toxic, and addictive mixture. The bass tones really round it out to give it
some serious brass knuckle knock out power rather than the common over trebly
hazy gas like feel that is common in black metal.
The closest description that I can come up with would be to
say that Perdition Winds is meeting of Finnish and Greek black metal styles,
definitely some similarities to Serpent Noir with the cryptic occult ritual
spots present toward the and of “Corrupted Image of God”. For black metal PW
almost borderlines on the swampy but never sinks all the way into the muck,
they just have this aggressive and “full” tone that almost does slug you right
in the gut with the impact of being hit by Hummer.
“Perdition Winds” ditches the ritual and secretive doings of
the cult and moves forward toward a full blown blitz attack of colossal
dynamics and changes in rhythm that keep you jolted and electrified as the
seedy underbelly of bass grabs you like a powerful undertow and drags you
across the bottom of their black pool of evil. There’s also this epic and
majestic subtlety to the sound in each song, but nothing involving symphonic or
more atmospheric effects to give it that feel, these guys just create it
naturally. The moaning at the beginning and throughout the song is like that of
some werewolf cursing at the moon.
Ending with the bloodfreezing stomp of “Path Revealed” this
EP could not have been any more gratifying to my ears except for being a full
length. It’s about as Draconian and cult as one could possibly get, but with
top notch production!!!! “Path Revealed” is like an old gothic horror tale come
to life, but in shades of red only instead of black and white and especially
emphasized in its soft strumming outro.
Recommended overall, but especially for fans of: Embrace of
Thorns, Varathron, Serpent Noir…
Not yet available, but in the works from German label Darker
Than Black, so check out the link below periodically for updates on the release
Perdition’s Den is one of those death metal albums form
which you know straight from the first tones and seconds of the album that it’s
a brutal fucking mess and will remain to reign in blood and septic flesh for
“Subterranean Rules” opens this album with a doomy and
filthy vehement stench of violence and inhumane desires that reminds me of a
toxic concoction of Autopsy, Immolation, Morbid Angel, and Incantation. The
experience of hearing Poisonous is without doubt intense enough to cause your
internal organs to implode from the pressure generated by the depth of the
growling demonic throat bursts of vocals that literally extend in a sulfurous
caustic vapor after the words of condemnation and hate are uttered, or it’s the
doom riffs and extent of down tuning that will literally cause your bowels to
tie themselves into knots.
“Worthless Christ” sounds and feels like early Morbid Angel
circa Altars of Madness and Blessed are the Sick, but, ironically, putrefied,
possessed, and coated with a veil of bloody vomit.
“Under the Blessing of Death” is a charred blackened surge
of homicidal tendencies that’ll leave you with blood on your hands once it’s
over. There’s a subtle blackened death metal sound to this one as it does it’s
diesel powered riffage that comes at you like a shredder of anti-Christian
jagged jig saw blades (like the silver sphere in Phantasm that comes at people
when they enter the crypt) and drills straight through your forehead.
“Perdition’s Den” makes me think of the filth and bombastic
gnarling The Dead Shall Inherit
(Baphomet) with the chugging torso sawing riffs and beyond the grave vocals.
Some tones are just so low that they really do practically become a natural
disaster and those will be heard with Poisonous.
I’m not going to go through each savage song of blaspheme
and depraved indifferent brutality so in short: Poisonous lives up to it’s
name, they are like Leprosy, an infectious flesh eating filthy dismembering and
rotting contagion that brings back the true essence of gut-wrenching morbid
filth and bestiality to a saturated death metal era. If you weren’t filthy,
vile, and diseased prior to crossing paths with Poisonous, then prepare to be
sodomized with a shit-covered ice pick until the tip pokes through your eye
socket when/if you do. This is DEATH
Todesstoss is one of the
very best at making raw and ….well, fucked up black metal expressionism. Once a
solo project of Martin Lang, (recently becoming a three piece) mainly
consisting of hollow fuzz clouds of gritty distortion and echoing, reverb
saturated, guitar buzz; lunatic rants in German; and very primitive mechanical,
almost industrial, drum machine rhythms that take the early work of Urfaust and
strip it even further down into a cold concrete bunker stained with blood and
reeking of isolation and bizarre deaths. I’ve been following this guys work
only for the last two years or so, but in that time I’ve grabbed everything
that I could starting with the esoteric and psychotic Spiegel der Urangste,
which sounded like raw black metal as heard through a slow awakening from a
Chloroform inhalation, but even through his incredible catalog there was
nothing….and I mean NOTHING remotely hinting at the horrors that are found onSauglingshangwerk
Aushilfheins. This album takes horror,
insanity, and depravity to new levels of shock and artistic craft!!!! If you’re
looking for a mindfuck…getSauglingshangwerk Aushilfheins, and if you’re either experiencing Todesstoss for the first time
or are a repeat patron of the deranged sounds that this incredible act can
conjure up, this is the one that you want to go with.
the story of a man, J. Black, who works for a company called Death Inc. and his
job is to collect newborn children and execute them, further along in this
30-minute horror tale filled with macabre German poetry written by Lang
himself, you can actually hear the screaming of infants and the gun shots of
death. The typical psychotic tantrum rants of twisted poetry that are a
Todesstoss trademark are on an all time high performance here, they are really
emotional and fluctuate violently and systematically between moods as he is
both the narrator and J. Black the baby butcher.
Occasionally you can hear
the basslines pumping and pulsing through the sinister minimal guitar wailing
tone and wall of feedback and reverb. The song builds up to the middle where it
just explodes into this siren of blood and homicide, it becomes this surreal
black metal storm of delicately placed drum patterns, throbbing basslines of
seismic proportion, a diesel motor rumble and grind of intense sound, and some
of the most intense and bizarre moments that you will ever hear. This album, broken between the intense and abhorrent title track
and the more darkwave/industrialized “Spannungstrauma X” will definitely rape
your morality. Todesstoss in any phase, but especially in the trio phase
that it has morphed into during the last year, is like a homicidal mixture of
Einsturzende Neubauten Germanic harshness and industrial improv. with the raw
and sonic effects of everything from Burzum and Urfaust, to supernatural forces
and serial killers, more than likely on mind altering drugs.
EvenIfind this album challenging to describe, and that’s saying a lot.
Yes, the sounds and subject are generally, to most, repulsive, but the reason that this extreme story is so powerful and
justified is due to the fact that it only takes half of a brain cell to realize
the sentiment behind it.Sauglingshangwerk Aushilfheinsis so great because it
represents a fictitious horror/black humor scenario in which humans are
sacrificed by force, for humane reasons. Black Metal, and metal in general is
not apologetic and neither are such minds as those behind Todesstoss, which
literally translates to “deathblow” in German, a fitting title for this opus
that they put forth.
The second portion of the
album is the black psychedelic monument of insanity titled “Spannungstrauma X”.
Fans of the briallinace of Toil and Hateful Abandon fused with Burzum and
Urfaust, with a heavy nod to SIXX (Devil Doll) and the darkwave influence.
If you haven’t heard
Todesstoss, then you haven’t heard the entire side of the truly insane and wild
side of black metal. I’m in the process of an interview with Martin Lang in the
next few weeks, so expect some wild shit to post and deeper excursions
off the pier of sanity with that andSauglingshangwerk Aushilfheins.
From what Martin has told
me, this and the other recent TodestossS/Tare only available through
the label site, but don’t let that hinder you from buying and exploring,
check the links below and YouTube to hear and experience first hand the sonic
manipulation and psychotic power that this band will compromise you with.
Todesstoss is the ultimate challenge between psychosis and sanity, emotions and
logic, and self expression over popularity.