For the
record Infernum are not a bad band, they’re simply content dabbling with
‘tried-and-true’ formulas rather than straying far into uncharted territories
and I must say that this is a prudent decision nonetheless but don’t expect
high scores in the originality department. That being said, Infernum’s
plodding, ritualistic brand of black relies more on creating elongated,
menacing soundscapes rather than mind-numbing the listener with excessive
blasting; quite enjoyable but not particularly engaging. The keyboards that are
in abundance plus the female vocals and male narratives bolster the album’s
ritualistic atmosphere. After the eldritch-minus-innovative intro the
title-song follows through, mostly comprised of simple three-chord riffs subtly
reminiscent of early Samael atmospherics laid against an eerily melodic
keyboard-driven musical background. Blasting through at higher speeds, “Storm
Rider” effectively meshes fast-tempo rhythms with the brooding melody of
Hellenic black’s most renowned exports or even Mortuary Drape’s more
claustrophobic works. Reverting back to slower themes, “The Crock Of The Gold”
and “Pagan” harmonically engage in a more epic template of sorts with an
interesting touch of both female and male narratives. Not before long and five
seconds into the final song before the outro, I’m looking for the accompanying
booklet just to make sure that I’m not listening to a “Freezing Moon” cover.
Needless to say, Epitaph’s intro riff is strikingly reminiscent of Mayhem’s
signature track but nonetheless it closes quite painlessly before the outro
bids us farewell. To sum it up, I can’t say that this is a necessarily
‘stand-out’ album, but they do make a good first impression.
(originally written for Tartarean Desire - 2006?)
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