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ALBUM REVIEWS







                                                                                                                                       gently ebb into the vast
                                                                                                                                       recesses of the mind. It
                                                                                                                                       would be hard to sustain
                                                                                                                                       the dramatic pacing for all
                                                                                                                                       40 minutes and songs can
                                                                                                                                       occasionally bleed together.
                                                                                                                                       Still, the compositionally
                                                                                                                                       taut and highly polished
                                                                                                        MEDICO PESTE                   tracks connect as an
                                                                                                        ʡ :The Black Bile              arresting passage into
                                                                                                        SEASON OF MIST                 spiritual dimensions, all
                                                                                                        Polish black metallers offer tickets   leading up to the rapturous
                                                                                                        to a psychic unravelling       The Highest Tower. If you’re
                                                                                                        Medico Peste’s second          taking a long hike in nature,
                                                                                                        album sits on the avant side   here’s your soundtrack.
                                                                                                        of black metal, uncovering     QQQQQQQQQQ
                                                                                                        a host of peculiar realms as   FOR FANS OF: Pelican,
                                                                                                        it journeys through off-       Karma To Burn, Nebula
                                                                                                        kilter riffs, dissonance and   JOE DALY
                                                                                                        ecclesiastical passages. MP
                                                                                                        play with your expectations,
                                                                                                        offering a window into an
                                                                                                        unhinged mind. All Too
                                                                                                        Human begins on familiar
                                                                                                        tones before it segues into
             Igorrr: putting the                                                                        something altogether alien
             ‘mad’ into ‘nomad’
                                                                                                        as orthodox chants push
            IGORRR                                                                                      sombre sphere. The cloying     NEKROVAULT
                                                                                                        the song into a more
                                                                                                                                       Totenzug: Festering
                                                                                                        groove of Numinous
            Spirituality And Distortion                                                                 Catastrophy and its jangling   Peregrination
                                                                                                                                       VÁN
                                                                                                        piano feeds into the absurd
                                                                                                                                       Dirty death metal murk anthems
                                                                                                        nature of  : The Black Bile,
            METAL BLADE                                                                                 which becomes increasingly     from the Bavarian shadows
            Gallic absurdists unleash a globe-trotting tour de force                                    eerie as it progresses to its   If you believe death metal
                                                                                                        feverishly wonky end.          should sound ugly and
                                                                                                        QQQQQQQQQQ                     disgusting, rather than
            JOAN OF ARC. Nostradamus. The                 blackened death metal blast Cradle would      FOR FANS OF: Lychgate          polished and pristine,
            guy who made Irreversible. France is          have loved to have borrowed in 2010.          Mord’A’Stigmata, Furia         Nekrovault will hijack your
            synonymous with extremity, and while            Calling it ‘Igorrr by numbers’ is            CHERYL CARTER                 shrivelled heart. This is
            Gautier Serre won’t burn at the stake for     churlish, but it’s a neat summation. From                                    hideous, resolutely murky
            his art, his one-man-project-turned-          there, Gautier rattles through Primus                                        and opaque DM, just as
            full-band, Igorrr, follows                                   by way of breakbeats on                                       Satan intended. Lumbering
            his country’s flagrant                                       Very Noise before collecting                                  and loose-limbed in
            tradition. And that’s pretty                                 his Cultural Appropriation                                    a manner that would
            much the only rule he                                        Award 2020 with, er,                                          make Autopsy proud,
            sticks to. Igorrr’s fourth                                   Camel Dancefloor. But it’s                                    eight-minute riff-maze
            full-length, does what so                                    brilliant. Authentic.                                         Sepulkrator and the
            many acts strive and fail to                                 It sounds like you’re in                                      rampaging, tank-attack of
            achieve: it creates a world.                                 an ancient Egyptian            NAAT                           Psychomanteum – Luminous
              Gautier’s previous                                         rifftomb. The same goes        Fallen Oracles                 Flames get the balance
            efforts could be fairly                                      for Paranoid Bulldozer         ARGONAUTA                      between hazy mystique and
            dismissed as too random                                      Italiano, the drama of         Italy’s instrumental cosmonauts   all-out savagery exactly
            – his concoction of                                          which evokes Downton           give your mind room to wander  right. This has all the grim,
            punishing metal, Baroque and electronica      Abbey on a cybergrind bender.                 Naat’s second album is         abyssal menace and
            often sacrifices quality for weirdness.         Parpaing features Cannibal Corpse’s         a richly hued mosaic of        churning dissonance
            Not here. Vaguely rooted in the organic,      George ‘Corpsegrinder’ Fisher growling        textures, melodies and         underground nerds
            metal-leaning bedrock of 2017’s Savage        over 8-bit keys, and it’s sublime,            spacey atmospherics,           demand, but there is colour
            Sinusoid, this record spends 56 minutes       hilarious. Embarking on an aural journey      wrapped around driving         amid the bubbling sludge,
            commuting between France and the              across the planet Spirituality And Distortion   tempos and surging           via woozy post-metal
            East. Harpsichord and accordion feature       is engaging, congruous, steeped in            post-rock climaxes. At         interludes and the
            one minute, sitar and violins the next,       mysticism and utterly unique. It’s Igorrr’s   once meditative and            disorientating dynamics
            their rich textures underpinned by Laure      greatest achievement. And it ends with        exhilarating, tracks like      and psychedelic undertow
            Le Prunenec’s haunting, operatic wails        funky bass. And a bleating sheep. Because     Liquor and Inner Shelter       of closer Eremitorium. A foul
            and Laurent Lunoir’s mightiest orc            it’s Igorrr.                                  showcase moments of real       and uncompromising debut.
            impressions. Downgrade Desert kicks           QQQQQQQQQQ                                    brilliance. Pounding metal     QQQQQQQQQQ
            things off and presents an apéritif; you’ve   FOR FANS OF: Diablo Swing Orchestra,          riffs push, gather and         FOR FANS OF: Tomb Mold,
            got olde-style harp, Laure’s chanting,        Öxxö Xööx, Rïcïnn                             eventually crest, giving way   Obliteration, Witch Vomit
            glitchy electronics and an orchestral,        ALEC CHILLINGWORTH                            to melodic cascades that       DOM LAWSON



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