Graves At Sea - The Curse That Is
Finally a doom/sludge album that goes far beyond the typical blues scale riffs, heavily fuzzed guitar tones and walls of roaring amps. The listed things are good and all but you get tired of it once you have sifted through a shit-ton of bands doing the same damn thing! There are a few bands however, that do it very well but I'm not going to cover that topic just yet...
Graves at sea - supposedly a well known, dirt filled underground metal outfit from Portland, Oregon, whose demos once grabbed the attention of doomsters across a wide spectrum of countries, have released their debut full length "The Curse That Is" this year with the help of Relapse Records - one of the few record companies that still give a shit about their endorsed artists.
The Curse that is is a mammoth of record that takes you on a grim, evil and narrative journey through the world filled with sorrow, pain, regret, paradoxes and deep hate. Expect the atmosphere similar that of Mastodon's album Leviathan, riffage that resembles Yob's Clearing a Path to Ascend mixed with furiosity of High on Fire's Death is this Communion and Dopethrone-like filthy blackened vocals. Pretty impossible mixture of traits if you ask me and to say that it all blends together perfectly into a overlooked gem would be a definite understatement. Enough babbling! Listen to it, headbang, repeat!
Soundarcade - 12 Songs Of The Jackalope
I'm super picky about the music I buy, less and less releases grab and hold my attention before I proclaim them as shit and revisiting old stuff I was keen about earlier in my life makes me nostalgic. This may mean only one thing - I've gotten old(er).
Lately a band I knew about when I was a youngster popped on my radar again. I remember liking a few songs by them here and there but I never paid much attention to these guys because I was into much more agressive and rebellious stuff back then as probably most of the people in their teens. Long story short I re-listened to Soundarcade's 12 Songs Of The Jackalope and I was blown away by how masterful this release is. My bandmate once told me that the Ābele brothers are the best thing that has happened in the Latvian ever-so-poor metal music scene in the past 15 years or so and I do see his point now. The album is a graceful journey through the land of folk tales accompanied by musicianship that traverses from Tool-like progressions, stoner riffs, awkward post-metal rhythmic patterns to psychadelic solos, sludge filled tones and experimental use of noises with so much ease and sophisticated restraint that it is simply ridiculous. Wrap all of the mentioned things into a fairly muffled production and you've got yourself a hall of famer! One of the boldest records I've heard in a very, very long time, period.