All Shades of Silence

I was listening to Katharsis again recently and passed by their short split release with Antaeus, released in 2009 and right before the end of the band’s glorious journey in black metal. It was out in February that year, a few months prior to the amazing final EP, Fourth Reich, when the curtains dropped for one of the genre’s most hard-hitting entities at the time. 

A lot has already been written about the main albums of their discography, as well as more generally when writing related articles, which are all focused on full-length releases of bands or movements at certain time periods. I’ve done so myself as well, intimidated by the sheer amount of material out there if you consider every EP, demo or split that gets pressed today. 

Nevertheless, a few split releases always stand out over the years. I tried to limit myself to cases of just two featured bands, not more, and also looked at duration lengths similar with those of a full-length, at least 25 - 30 minutes or more. This is a crude listing of the quickest examples of this category that came to mind, and I’m sure there’s so many that could be added. Let’s get into it.

Arckanum & Svartsyn - Kaos svarta mar / Skinning the Lambs

Summer 2004, Carnal Records

I’ve talked about both these artists in the past, as I always feel the don’t get nearly the recognition and they deserve. Look at how many gems remain hidden in their back catalogs! 

At the time of release, Arckanum were going through a decade-long gap between full-length albums from Kampen (1998) in what would prove to be a later series of masterpieces in the late ‘00s, in the form of Antikosmos in 2008, and of course, ÞÞÞÞÞÞÞÞÞÞÞ in 2009. 

Ornias of Svartsyn was already blackened by the gunpowder of Destruction of Man (2003), and was fueling his next assault that would follow a year later, Bloodline. A really great moment for a masterful, groundbreaking split, right?

How well these two bands fit in the same release, as well as how striking the memorability of the tracks they included in it, is a black metal wonder. The split feels archaic, authentically dark, and full of top-notch frostbitten melodies that make impossible to not be amazed by if you’re into black metal.

I appreciate the direct first track by Arckanum, as well as his shamanistic side in moments of “Ætergap”, “Frana” and “Spitælsker”. Start the whole split from the track “Skinning the Lambs” by Svartsyn, if you want a sample of peak riff work, structure and echoed devilish vocals. 

The middle-paced tempo on "Blåkullaförbannelsen" is haunting, and both "A Night Created by the Shadows" and "Furnace in Purgatory" are awesome, explosive tracks. You know what they say: if you like this, you like this genre, if not, then you don’t.

 

Drudkh & Paysage d'Hiver - Somewhere Sadness Wanders / Schnee (IV)

Summer 2017, Season of Mist Underground Activists 

 

In my article about Paysage d'Hiver's compilation Schnee (which I own original, a marvelous piece of art), I referred to their split with Drudkh as "a breathtaking mini-album also for a different post". 

 

Firstly, it only took six years for that post to arrive, and secondly, I'm not sure why I called it a "mini-album", since this split is a good 40 minutes in duration. Long for full-length / split standards, but maybe a common day at the office for the specific artists included.

 

Drudkh's side includes two tracks of evocative atmospheric black metal with pristine sound, inspired by and borrowing their lyrics from Ukrainian poems, as the band has done at different occasions in the past. Their classic guitar charge is here, especially shining through the great riffs of the second piece, "The Night Walks Towards Her Throne". 

 

The introductory "All Shades of Silence" includes stripped down ambient that cuts the track in half, separating the composition into distinct sections. For the likes of Drudkh, there's considerable outward-driven energy into these tunes, which is a stark difference compared to the 20-minute track of icy black metal that follows.

 

Paysage d'Hiver does what it always does, laying down long-form ambient black metal textures of the eternal winter in this piece. Repetitive even for the project's standards, it slowly grows into something more grandiose as the composition progresses, but it never turns its back on the outmost austere identity of Wintherr. If you let this play and close your eyes, it somehow absorbs its surroundings and you become one with it.

Unlike Arckanum and Svartsyn, this collaboration would have been harder to see coming, yet I imagine it happened after internal communication and respect of the two sides towards each other. I'm drawn to these sounds as much as the average man - isn't this artistic acumen recognized everywhere?

 

Co-released with Kunsthall Produktionen. While you're here, check out a recent, relevant post about Nordlicht.

 

Pan-Amerikan Native Front & Kommodus - Immortal Ceremonies

Spring 2021, Goatowarex

 

There are many options I could choose from this group of bands, but I'm going with the one I'm most familiar with. This is specifically due to the involvement of Pan-Amerikan Native Front, a project whose full length albums are held in quite a high regard on Arson Cafe.

 

Immortal Ceremonies is a partnership between the aforementioned and the infamous project Kommodus, which I discovered with the demo An Imperial Sun Rises in 2019, and have loved ever since. Both names have excellent recording threads so far, and have managed to maintain a sort of contained audience in the underground. 

 

A middle-paced, epic riff starts on the first track, "Sacrifices To Jupiter", that immediately recalls of Rotting Christ (yes), but quickly gets dragged in the American indigenous mud, with the guaranteed personal touch of Lepidus Plague himself. Variation of tempos, ancient black metal guitar riffs alongside a hostile vocal reverberation, including several compositional twitches to make this material even more clearly above average.

 

My favorite track here is "To Wrestle With Angels", because it combines Kommodus' vision all the more evidently. Usage of acoustics, distorted unique melodies from the characteristic middle section halt towards the glorious end of the track, as well as the main, harsher but always melodic guitar lines, it somehow manages to sound aggressive and pained at the same time.

Pan-Amerikan Native Front start off with ringing bells and a military-paced track "Kiva Flames of Rebellion", then unfold further on "Hasan'owane Breathe of Remonstration". It's an anti-Christian track with lyrics taken from the speech of Sagoyewatha, a.k.a. The Red Jacket, in 1805 - remonstration meaning a forceful expression of opposition.

Amazing acoustic guitars end the split at its final track, "Washani Stones of Resurrection", another anti-colonial piece with great references to learn, especially for one unaware of this history. Doesn't it blend marvelously with such high quality of black metal?

 

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A few more for your ears only: 

 

These are five more splits that I considered, and would perfectly fit, for this article. I don't want to say much about neither of these, in case we discuss them later on, somewhere in the next six years again. 

• Antediluvian & Adversarial - Initiated in Impiety as Mysteries (2012) | Would this count as a death metal release, for a change?
• Ash Borer & Fell Voices (2010) | Quintessential recording right at the time of bloom of Cascadian black metal, by two of its most proficient projects.
• Moonblood & Deathspell Omega - Sob a Lua do Bode / Demoniac Vengeance (2000) | The first that came to mind, but I've already talked about it.
• Necromantia & Varathron - The Black Arts / The Everlasting Sins (1992) | The best among the classics, and that comes from someone who's more into the Scandinavian than the Greek sound.
• Revenant Marquis & Lamp of Murmuur (2020) | Raw black metal, another solid take by fresh blood infidels.

The Scythe and the Harvest

Discovering old obscure releases with little or no recognition is a great past time of mine. As much as I like to boast about how much of this genre I've listened to, records always skip through the cracks, not to mention all the demos and EPs that I'm still, after all these years, clueless of. 

Furthermore, older releases also usually have that sound, you know what I'm talking about. As of today, we're looking at the first and only record by Athenian black metal band Mournblade, self-titled and originally released through Kyrck Productions & Armour in 2001. Actually, I'd like to write about that label separately one day (Wild Rags is another case of a brooding article) because of its approach and quality. 

This short-lived project featured a person named Arioch on vocals, not the Swedish frontman of Marduk but still someone that I found no information on, then Merkaal (Order of the Ebon Hand, and at the time, active on Nocternity too) on bass / guitars and vocals too. 

The drumming, plus keyboards, was done by Lethe, a.k.a. Akis Kapranos, a known name in Greece for his involvement as a writer at Metal Hammer, his general film criticism and also at the time of Mournblade, member of Order of the Ebon Hand and Septicflesh, among others. 

Lastly, additional guitars were handled by Pavlos Houliaras, later active with death metal / grindcore band Slavebreed. A charming line-up for sure, mainly driven by Order of the Ebon Hand / Nocternity members, essentially people heavily involved in the Greek black metal scene at the time. 

"All the enslaved nations of the East
are coming down upon, against few men"

A Tolkien influence is evident from Mournblade's album cover, depicting a figure that I would guess is Melkor, and when looking at the track named "Of Melkor and Ungolianthe", it could be that the rest of the blackened figure might be the giant spider. 

A magnificent artwork if you ask me, perfect for the time of its release and the nostalgic warmth it conveys, which by the way, has just been re-pressed on vinyl through His Wounds. Get one while you can. 

One would think that Mournblade is a purely Lord of the Rings-inspired record, but there are several different topics the band touched upon with the record, other than our favorite fantasy writer. A few epic, warlike tunes are included, like the glorious opener "The scythe and the Harvest", the clear reference to the battle of Thermopylae on "300", and"Aries", in what I believe is a reference to the battering ram, not the God of War Ares or the constellation (?).

There are some Greek lyrics to be found in these tracks, but there's also a track title, in Greek, "Ο αιώνιος πρόμαχος" = the eternal outpost, of the same content. Another clear reference is "On the Stone of Erech", which you already know, right? I am not sure if the second track, "White Wolf", combined with its lyrics, is linked to Elric of Melniboné (by Michael Moorcock) before you freak out about the choice of color. 

In total, there is a bunch of interesting themes in the album, despite looking like a stricter conceptual bundle at first, and it could have perfectly worked as one. But hey, all this text and I almost forgot to talk about the music!

"The ground tremors
And hands stripped from their flesh"

Mournblade's an excellent mixture indie pop and alternative electronica rooted in the late '90s... Aha, no! You'll get a superb production of old-school black metal that builds melody and atmosphere through  potent guitar riffs, generous fast-paced blast beat drumming in the vein of the Scandinavian winter whistling winds, echoed distant vocals and a great flow and variety of well-thought ideas put on paper / recorder.

Hard-hitting and inspired by the faster, more intense Norse contemporaries of the genre, indulging in the frosty riff work of bands from the other side of the continent, with a raw but powerful sound and all the expected aggression to back up its thematics.

In that way, Mournblade is not the typical Greek black metal album and most likely, it was not intended to be one, as it's more possible that it was composed as a homage to the northern sound, executed by people fascinated by it under a side project, rather than the main musical activities they had then. 

Other bands have also engaged in this practice throughout the years, but the reason this record managed to stay with me when I first discovered it was the sense of wonder I felt around the project itself. 

Also, there's not a bad moment here: amazing middle-paced melodies on "Aries!", Norsecore hack-and-slash on the opener, "White Wolf" and "Ο αιώνιος πρόμαχος" (including a neat clean vocal part), well-rounded and compositional visions on both "On the Stone of Erech" and the grandiose "300", dungeon synth on the last track... Textbook perfection.

It does not transcend the parent records that it praises, but that's beside the point. Who managed to do that anyway? The vocal performance deserves a mention, at times reaching the higher, more painful levels of screaming as you could almost hear the voice break.

This is the back cover of the LP re-press, wonderful:

 

Bonus mention: Order of the Ebon Hand & Macabre Omen - Two Years Standing Proud in Valhalla... 

In 2006, Order of the Ebon Hand connected with Macabre Omen, one of the best black metal bands from Greece in history, for a short split release as a tribute to the passing of Quorthon. 

 

The split had two tracks, one from each band, both Bathory cover songs: " Through Blood by Thunder", and "A Fine Day to Die". As much as I would have preferred just another pick than the latter, just because of how popular it is (and deserving, an absolute peak of a metal track), these recordings sound amazing.

 

The mini-release was put on 7" vinyl through the Cypriot label Necroterror Records, active around that time yet I haven't heard from them in a long time. 

 

Macabre Omen would continue with another split release of the same kind next year, "Three Years...", that time with a Canadian band named Thesyre. Unfortunately, I know nothing about it. 

 

But, what I know is that Macabre Omen's obsession with Bathory, has made it the project that it became. Gods of War - At War!

 

Proclamation - Nether Tombs of Abaddon (2012) Review

The final album by the Spanish war metal horde didn't diverge even to the slightest from delivering exactly what was expected, and exactly at the same manner: bestial chaos in reverb and echo. As daring this style inherently is, Proclamation had decide to fully compromise to its definition parameters with a record that sounded like their previous works, sounded like well-known war metal, focused on efficient simplicity and primitive aggression you already know of. 

It's hard to tell tracks apart, as they all move at the same fast-tempos and feature a thick, noisy production that turns the guitars into a layered sound rather than a more noticeable aspect. The few riffs and solos that one can notice are great, yet the overall frantic attitude of the record is executed well, but repeated to exhaustion not just by Proclamation, but by the whole of this genre. A ten-track runtime feels a bit tedious, it relies too heavily on washed-out reverb and sits well as a product of a stale, yet clear-cut formula. Fans of black / death metal are right to worship this band, especially as one of the voices of its more recent status and rebirth 15 years after the classics of the '90s, but that's about it. Combined with the never-failing, red-and-white blasphemous cover art, the purposeful murk and raw noise in visuals and music, Proclamation made just another standard war metal album, before breaking up a year later. Being active for a decade (2003 to 2013), the band was infamous in the '00s inside that niche's circles, and the record proves why. 

It works like a charm, given that you already are a fan and have the appetite for this specific sound. I wouldn't be able to say which Proclamation album I prefer even if my life depended on it, and despite their shortcomings whenever I listen to them again, I somehow always suggest them around for a listen. A mediocre yet acceptable blast of underground chaos.

Rating: 2.5 out of 5 

Nargaroth - Apocalyptic Steel (2026) Review

Believe it or not, one of the defining moments in my relationship with black metal came the first time I heard Nargaroth's Jahreszeiten, and specifically the repetitive riffing on the last track, "Winter". This was my introduction to this band, before I knew of their earlier, more notorious records, as well as before many of the genre's foundational names. This kind of monotonous melodic austerity captured what I found to be essential in black metal, and shaped how I continue to appreciate it today. 

Through the 2000s, Nargaroth had a remarkably consistent catalog of releases, but the following decade felt emptier. Era of Threnody left me largely indifferent, and I sort of lost connection to Kanwulf's (now Ash's) musical activities. Nine years later, Apocalyptic Steel arrives curiously as it diverges from the band's established character, yet consists of material that is anything but new. According to the band, the album was initially recorded in the United States back in 2014, only to receive newly recorded drums and decade later and finally being presented in its complete form in 2026.

Rather than drawing mainly from black metal, Apocalyptic Steel embraces the traditions of classic heavy metal and old-school death metal, through Ash's own personality and his attachment to home and heritage, as well as his lifelong devotion to straightforward heaviness. Gone are the skeletal riff cycles like on "Winter", the melancholic interludes, and the monochrome visuals. In their place stands an unabashed tribute to traditional metal, expressed through two of its all time favorite words: apocalyptic, and steel.

Even the song titles quickly reveal a new perspective. "Metalheart" can't avoid inviting comparisons to Accept's landmark 1985 album, while "I Drink Alone" inevitably made me wonder how George Thorogood & The Destroyers had found their way into Ash's record collection. Whether intentional or not, the track is one of the album's most aggressive, alongside the title track and "Twisted Steel" on the record's first half. Despite the overt framework, I still detect a clear black metal instinct embedded in the guitar lines, yet the death metal influence is also evident, recalling the militant aggression of bands like Deicide and Angelcorpse.

The first moment of a broadened palette comes with "Dresden", whose restrained clean vocals stand out in the album, yet naming a track after a city is not new even within black metal (remember, e.g. Shining's Halmstad). Tha pace is eased considerably towards the closing stretch of Apocalyptic Steel, as "Shelter the Faithless" moves in modest, mid-paced tempo and "Man of Mayhem" frequently shifts between anger, clean chord progressions and slower passages — a title I seriously hope is a node to Sons of Anarchy, since Ash is also probably into the motorcycle culture.  The record ultimately amounts to a grand finishing with "Requiem Germania" (completely sung in German), clearly the most epic composition on here.

What makes Apocalyptic Steel an interesting case is not the stylistic departure from a stricter black metal border, but the feeling that Nargaroth has finally managed to express Ash's personal experiences and vision without any limitation in terms of approach. You can hear all his influences on the record, without missing a certain appeal to the elements that most fans have been used to hear from him over the decades. Yet, we may inevitably long for the stark, repetitive melodies that first drew us into the band. Nargaroth of today might not feel pressured to satisfy that particular craving, but it's all in all an honest and respectable return to action from one of black metal's most familiar names.

Release: June 26th, 2026 | Season of Mist Underground Activists
Rating: 3.5 out of 5
Website: Facebook 

Vafurlogi - Gneisti af eldi Guðs (2026) Review

We're no strangers to the glory of the Icelandic black scene, which has always aimed for production of music with ever-present ferocity, and continental significance. Most of the bands active during the previous decade dominated my playlists of favorites, some of which I still consider recordings or such magnitude that elevates the whole genre. 

One could argue that one of the perpetrators of the movement was Svartidauði with their earliest demos in the mid 00s, then continued by numerous impressive bands, such as Sinmara and their 2014 debut, Aphotic Womb, as well as the more well-rounded continuation, Hvísl stjarnanna (2019).

Both bands have been totally silent for the last few years, but one of the masterminds behind them, Þórir Garðarsson, has moved on to new avenues of exploration with a project named Vafurlogi. In 2024, I naturally checked the debut, Í vökulli áþján, but I almost missed the musicians involved in it, and the realization struck me while listening to the music instead. Having missed the heavyweight black metal sound from Iceland, it was a revalation to listen to that record, and I was now way more aware of the situation once Norma Evangelium Diaboli surprise-announced the follow-up, Gneisti af eldi Guðs.

Alongside Garðarsson stands the drummer of Beneath (and later Ophidian I), Ragnar Sverrisson, the guitarist of Nyrst, and Samúel Ásgeirsson (Volcarona) on additional guitars / vocals, forming a massive line-up well-versed in the sacred melodies of the Northern fire. Familiar patterns emerge everywhere in the album, the characteristic touch of both Svartidauði, and more clearly Sinmara, is everywhere, yet Vafurlogi acts with its own malice.  

Gneisti af eldi Guðs includes seven tracks and a total of almost 49 minutes of dynamic, compositionally intelligent black metal, which has spread its wings further than its predecessors. Melody and aggression are employed in equal measure, while overwhelming the tracks with either is avoided. The crystalline production enhances the album's depth and effectiveness, as the music is truly conveyed in a substantial, terrifying manner. 

There's no lack of interesting shifts all throughout, and potent melodic passages are often rightfully put on the pedestal, essentially outlining how a striking Icelandic black metal album feels like. Gneisti af eldi Guðs opens with a sustained assault across "Af heilagri heift", "Þegar rykið sest", and the self-titled track, which all had me celebrating that the most dominant black metal sound in recent years is back. The guitar work continues on grinding out chromatic descents in "Að handan" and "Vitjun", where Vafurlogi reveal more of their textural range and nicely incorporate epic dual shouting / low-shrieking vocals at a couple of moments. 

Longer pieces are featured towards the end of the album, first carrying a slight change in tempo during the malevolent clean guitar melodies of "Úr himinsölum", and secondly on the record's clear highlight, the 10-minute finisher "Earthy Vestiges". The only English-versed track on the album, it showcases the band at its widest form, takes its time to quiet down in mostly mid-paced rhythm. Especially notable is the piano section at the end of the piece, nocturnal and melancholic remidnign me of the haunting aura of another track, "Audhumla" by Den Saakaldte, even though way more cleanly pronounced here. 

Ecclesiastical transgression with climactic intensity, a wealthy melodic ecosystem and a vivid call to spiritual rebellion, as Vafurlogi appear fully locked in with Gneisti af eldi Guðs. I've kept the Icelandic scene under close inspection during the '10s, and have missed a little bit of more activity after that, yet sparse remarkable releases every now and then make me think, the beast is there, but in hibernation. Maybe not anymore. A big win here.

Release: June 26th, 2026 | NoEvDia / Oration
Website: Facebook
Rating: 4.5 out of 5

Saidan - Fangdriller: Scars Beneath Memory's Wrist (2026) Review

This act has caused significant turbulence within the scene since its formation only a few years ago, yet in that short span it has already assembled a quite formidable catalogue of full-length albums. Saidan's frenetic brand of black metal, amplified by overwhelming melodicism and blended with the dismal aura of Japanese horror, has grown a large audience through the effectiveness of its riffing and mercurial style of songwriting. Evolution has been evident throughout their entire discography, with each release surpassing the last.

While I have not discussed the project on this blog that much before, I have been consistently impressed by their sound and quickly started treating it as essential listening in the current scene. Saidan's greatest strength lies in the ability to construct melodic yet relentless black metal, in which the guitars are the clear centerpiece. Anyone familiar with previous works recognizes how easily they establish memorable motifs that quickly hook the listener into the band's world.

On Fangdriller, an even stronger inclination towards uplifting strains of melodic black metal can be noticed. The guitars soar continuously alongside rapid-fire drumming and piercing screams, all framed by a relatively clean production. I say relatively, because there's always a slight added noise in the background, yet the compositions themselves often tend to power metal territory, abandoning much of black metal's inherent darkness. Hard-hitting, fast-paced passages here are closely linked to heavily symphonic, power or melodic death, keeping tension as Saidan always does.

I've come across numerous bands with a black metal cloak, that actually experiment with a wider variety of emotional registers, and this record comfortably orbits that same sphere, while remaining vastly rich in guitar action from beginning to end. Signs of broader experimentation emerge in the brief drum and bass patters of "Rapture (I'll Wait for You)" and "Womb of Hatred", or the cleaner instrumentation on "Kara No Bara", showing how the band has grown noticeably restless since 2024 and Visual Kill.

I did not identify many truly ominous moments, save for the magnificent symphonic black metal track "Stained Glass Sin // Fang Driller", particularly its slower middle section, or parts of "Beat to Death". The latter features a surprisingly jam-driven passage, where Saidan once again test fully new patterns to their music. You'll enjoy the celebration of exuberant melodies on tracks such as “Razorblade Temptation”, “Immersed By Eternity's Blade”, and “Ethereal Blood”, carrying the band further out of black metal. Even then, nothing will prepare you for the washed-out, acoustic, clean-vocal grunge outro "Mortuary".

What might be interpreted as ambition is what feels to me another step closer to a sound more aligned with Saidan now, who have decided to embrace all their influences rather than remain constrained to a specific genre's framework. Inevitably, this will invite criticism, but to me, Fangdriller represents how this band truly wants to sound like. Congratulations for never spending a minute to sit down.

Release: June 19th, 2026 | Avantgarde Music
Rating: 4 out of 5
Website: Facebook

Goetia - Mortuary Cult (2026) Review

 

I've known Washington D.C.'s Goetia for a while now and have enjoyed their series of highly regarded EPs from 2023 to 2025, bursting into the underground scene with a sort of boosted ferocity considering a band that barely existed a few years prior. 

 

Debut full-length album Mortuary Cult takes advantage of the momentum and embraces a straightforward yet highly volatile take on death metal, influenced by the classic era of the genre's birth and the style of heavy thrash's bands from the late '80s and start of the '90s.

 

In this concoction of fast-paced riffs, frenetic solos and pummeling drums, you'll hear everything from early Kreator to Morbid Angel, and even the thrashy tendencies of Absu at times, capturing the unique savagery of the '80s extreme metal scene. 

 

On top of that, the titles and cover art glorify the rites of the occult, bringing a record so well-oiled that it's simply difficult to not enjoy if you're and old-school metal fan. Goetia appear entirely uninterested in ingratiating themselves to external conception, and instead are focused on delivering pure frenzy.

 

Mortuary Cult's strongpoint is the consistency at which it delivers. It's not a museum piece despite the purposeful traditional framework, and the tracks almost never fail to bring down the hammer across a totality of 32 minutes. 

 

A short introduction "At Eternity's Gate" brings forth fast-paced demolition a la Exhumed with "Lanterns of the Dead" and "Posthumous Execution", then Goetia slows down to expose their affinity for deathgrind grooves in the middle part of the record (self-titled track, "Earth Inferno" and more notably on the half of "Corpse Candle", the other half is crazy).

 

My favorite section off the record is in final tracks, and specifically the destructive yet remarkably focused sequence of "Bestial Tomb", "Excarnation" (the highlight track) and its transition to "Tortures in Time". The last piece "Eternal Samhain" is the longest on Mortuary Cult and burns out repetitively, ending a record that shows a deep understanding of the old-school fundamentals. 

 

I particularly enjoyed the drum work (done by Nadia Tydings-Lynch of Blood Monolith, among others), and the horror-esque but not flashy aesthetics of the cover art. This debut album is meant for guiltless enjoyment, repetitive listens and appreciation of this sound's fountainheads. Hail Goetia.

 

Release: June 12th, 2026 | Carbonized Records

Rating: 4 out of 5

Website: Instagram

Haemoth - Black Dust (2026) Review

If you had dealings Haemoth's second full-length album, Of Vice, Suffering and Destruction in 2004, you're certainly one of the bookworms of this scene. The band's run of demos and few records since the late '90s is of a semi-legendary status, yet I've always felt they never got the recognition they deserved due to numerous French black metal bands operating at the time. 

When they signed up with Debemur Morti Productions for the release of the excellent In Nomine Odium (2011), I thought things would then get rolling for them, but no — what followed was another 15 year-long silence. Today, we can finally witness the sun turn black with the project's fourth album, Black Dust, this time on Agonia Records and with a never-forgotten, unique trade of black metal malice.

The record evokes a constant oppressive aura, built upon foundations of razor-sharp riffing, relentless percussion and screeching vocals alongside frequent passages of drone / noise electronics manipulation. The terrain feels unstable, energy does not dissipate even when the music slows down, and sonic violence is present everywhere, but never feels out of control. 

A blighted ritual act of demolition, where atmosphere is hostile and comfort is eviscerated, Black Dust is a vortex of blackened entropy with harsh production that not only lives up to Haemoth's name, it also unsettled me in a way I haven't been with black metal lately, and in the same way I always wanted the genre to manage.

Flickering transmitted signals and mid-paced guitar lines set the tone on the opener "Ashen Remains", which introduces the obliterative first set of tracks, "Blood Atonement" and "When the Dust Finall Settles". Haemoth's corrosive sound quickly overwhelms the experience, as tightened riffs parade in a stomping manner with celebratory black metal radiance, followed by instrumental and heavily distorted dark ambient infrasounds on "D = IX" and "Human Defects". 

Noise detours are expertly used in the album, as in "Fragments Of The Sign" and "Void Theory", as well as the beginning and end of the final, haunting track "Stigmata". Highlight moments also include the clouds of ashen riffing of "Incense Of The Last Rite", and for me, the high-pitched short sound strokes on the majestic self-titled track.

Words like true or pure black metal get tossed around easily, but I doubt most people can pinpoint the bands that truly fall under such labels. Haemoth's practices of this long-held creed in the form of Black Dust, still feels like news spread through whispers even at the age of the internet. 

I'm glad for a little bit of more recognition from a new label, general presentation (like this totally necro cover art), and expanded musical horizons. If you've enjoyed Mysticum, Spektr or Drastus in the past, then this record is a kind of venom from the same serpent.

Release: May 22nd, 2026 | Agonia Records
Rating: 4 out of 5
Website: Bandcamp 

Grave Pilgrim - The Pungent Wine of Pride (2026) Review

Grave Pilgrim have been on the rise in the American black metal underground. After releasing a remarkable self-titled debut album in 2021, the band initiated a conceptual trilogy of follow-up releases starting with 2023's The Bigotry of Purpose — a record you must listen to immediately if you haven't already. The Oregon duo's sound is rooted in black metal, but also carries traces of Americana, folk, and a martial grandeur. Most importantly to me, it's always driven by ideas. The Pungent Wine of Pride is the second chapter of this planned trilogy connected to the Nietzschean concept of transformation, specifically revolving around the figure of the Lion. This represents the spirit that breaks free from obedience and asserts its rightful own will.

The band's titles are always so very revealing. The intoxicant of pride is examined, as the symbol of self-importance and unchecked ambition is smartly referred to as the pungent wine, a nice metaphor for the seductive nature of the hybris of arrogance. As with The Bigotry of Purpose, the record's cover art is again a portrait image, this time of Julius Caesar, who is mentioned twice in the track titles. Last piece "With This I Plough, With This I Reap" is one of the most interesting references I have seen lately, quoting a lyric from an ancient poem and specifically of Hybrias the Cretan, who lived in 600 B.C, and hardly anything is known about him apart from that weapon and power-loving poem. A piece of obscure knowledge even for Ancient Greek scholar standards, and perfectly suitable for this album.

After a short cello / acoustic guitar introduction, cutting edge blackened americana reshaped by the palette of black metal, grinding on the thrust of fairly catchy and easy-to-follow guitar riffs, a leaner flow and dry, almost coughy vocals parade on the first three tracks of the album. Conventional structure is then dismantled on the intriguing tune "The Master's Son", which has wonderful clean high-pitched female vocals at the beginning, then a non-canonical pace built on distressingly melodic guitar lines alongside barely any percussion. At the moment, as well as at the self-titled track that follows, Grave Pilgrim's tempo reminded me a lot of Peste Noire's L'ordure à l'état pur-era more accommodating sections between tracks.

Lastly, the song of Hybrias is as combative as mythos wants it to be, featuring a delightful clean string outro after some of the record's most memorable riff patterns, and particularly the solos. On The Pungent Wine of Pride, thoughts and sound reinforce each other. These songs must have been written somewhere between a battlefield, a barren field or a frontier church, being engaging and thought-provoking without overloading the listener with philosophical fanfare. I was on the look out for Grave Pilgrim since their early days, and they seem to build up the momentum with every release — excited for the final third piece of this puzzle, whenever it is complete.

Release: May 29th, 2026 | Death Prayer Records
Website: Bandcamp
Rating: 4 out of 5

Grabunhold - Frostheim (2026) Review

I remember anticipating Heldentod eagerly in 2021, due to the great impression I had of German outlet Grabunhold from their 2019 EP, Unter dem Banner der Toten. The debut album proved remarkable, and the band continued on a positive note with 2023's split release with Circle of Shadows, slowly drafting their own continuous landscape of Tolkien-inspired, triumphant and vigorous black metal. Half a decade after the first album, Frostheim is still characterized by mystique of the old world, winter imagery, and a higher than average aptitude for guitar-fronted melancholy in darkness buried deep, beyond all towers strong and high, beyond all mountains steep.

As with the very first demo and all that followed since, everything is in strict black and white fashion. Frostheim has a slightly cleaner sound than its predecessor, but the general approach has not deviated much from what Grabunhold has been doing so far. The record is radiant and filled with energetic riffing in its entirety, giving out a strong feeling of pagan black metal that reminds me of other German bands like Odal, or Ulfsdalir (but quite more polished). One may ultimately find the compositional source of inspiration in older legends like Windir, and whoever enjoys this work should definitely search for Vampyric Tyrant, a project by a previous member of Grabunhold.

Frostheim opens with "Der Tod wohnt in Carn Dûm", and a wistful clean guitar melody that quickly dives into a set of boisterous riffs, the first one weirdly reminding me of a motif I still remember from Akitsa's "Espoir Vassal" from Credo (2018). Of a similar mood and sprightly character is "Grambergers Fluch", which also constantly has guitar lines in the forefront, grounded in steady tremolo that runs rampant across the whole album. Third track "Der Mondturm" starts with might and main, but then undergoes a slower, quite more woeful mid-to-end section, that stood out to me alongside the echoing clean chord middle part of the next piece, "Rerirs blauer Schatten".

The only instance of divergence comes on "Über Grat und kalten Gipfel", a straight-up magnific dungeon synth track, and a nice intimation of Grabunhold's talent in this kind of instrumental music. Frankly, if they ever decide to put their heads on a pure DS mini-album, we'd be down for it. Frostheim gets lightly more assertive on the faster and more tense parts of "Schreckenszauber", and especially "In Mordor, wo die Schatten drohn". The last track "Eärnurs Verderben" runs at eight minutes and is the longest in duration, full of radiant, just about joyful melodies that stay on repeat until the record ends.

Sticking to the German language, the band's lyrical themes remain strongly tied to the world of Tolkien, and there are Lord of the Rings references everywhere. This, combined with an engaging musical framework of aboveboard black metal, makes Frostheim a clearly admirable listen. Personally, I would have welcomed some slightly bolder drumming here and there, or a broader variation across the general arrangements, but that's just Grabunhold not overcomplicating things by choice. One of the albums I'll be returning to this year whenever in the mood for black metal of impetus and fantasy.

Release: June 5th, 2026 | Iron Bonehead Productions
Website: Facebook
Rating: 4 out of 5

Mansvara - Sable Odes to Nihility (2026) Review

Since the earliest days, Polish black metal has maintained a firm presence in the underground scene and has notably evolved its psychological darkness over the years. What once was an obscure force of paganism and profanity later gauged interest into the avant-garde, the melodic and the theatrical, with a few names eventually landing their feet well into the mainstream. The younger generation of bands has a lot to absorb from their national markers, but it would be a mistake to assume you know what to expect. Fresh blood Mansvara formed last year and have already garnered enough firepower for their debut full-length album, Sable Odes to Nihility, a carefully organized black / death metal acrimony.

The band draws its inspiration from two main sources for its own approach on black metal, characterized by heightened melodies and Icelandic impulses. Not only the name reminds me of Sinmara, the particularized logo (by Entitatem.Null.Arts) also bears some resemblance, as the band's visuals invite engagement even before the listening starts. The record's fantastic cover, courtesy of Patrycja Wrona, and the clean-cut production, both show the additional professionalism on how the release is treated. On "Deathsentence", Mansvara introduces open note melodies, comfortable middle-paced semi-dissonance and a triumphal ending, showing a rich song writing attitude already from the get go.

It's hard not to notice the apparent Mgła influence in various riff progressions and especially at these middle-paced sections, most clearly to me at the soaring guitar lines of the second part of "Lingering Void's Echo" and the two final tracks, "Ephemeral Winds" and "Sable Ode to Nihility". Thankfully, Mansvara are not too self-limited on that distinctive but effective play style, and are driven by other compositional elements, like the quasi-distorted post metal passages in various pieces, e.g. in "Grief Doctrine" and "Consigned Doom". One of the record's heaviest moments is at the end of the shortest track, "Obsidianize", where a tremendous guitar line lifts it to an irresistible headbanging moment.

With Sable Odes to Nihility, Mansvara demonstrates control over the album's volatility in a way new bands sometimes are totally oblivious of. There are numerous velocity and mood changes across the tracks, remaining within the lines of modern black metal that could musically and stylistically be described as a half-Icelandic, half-more hostile version of Mgła kind of soundscape. As much as I have been a fan of the aphoristic scene of these Northern countries over the last few years, I miss the activity of multiple artists that we experienced in the mid '10s until about 2021. Mansvara, out of their own accord, make a really good case for claiming piece of that land with this debut.

Release: May 22nd, 2026 | Godz Ov War Productions
Website: Facebook
Rating: 4 out of 5 

Werwolf - Satanic Terror (2026) Review

Formed back in 2005 and only sporadically active until recent years, you would prove to be a real book worm if you had Werwolf (no relation to the Finnish pseudonym of similar spelling) from Freiburg, Germany in your listening archives. The thread of releases in smaller formats the project in the current decade should have suggested an impending buildup to a full-length album, yet I still never saw Satanic Terror coming. The record sounds exactly like something that has been rotting far away for far too long, and plants itself in the soil of the earlier era with the fearlessness of a band with more experience than it might seem.

Satanic Terror is burrowed in the basements of the oldest Scandinavian school, yet more reminiscent of 20th century bands like Celestial Bloodshed and Cornigr, while in pursuance of black metal sanctity as treated by, e.g. Watain or Chaos Invocation (with whom they share a member too, as far as I understand). The production is predictably cold and the tremolo is honored throughout, as Werwolf don’t feel the pressure to consistently boost speeds to norsecore, but instead lay out mid-paced sections often in the album. Of course, it has its accelerated feral moments, like e.g. in “Whore of Dead Heaven” (damn) or the opening of “Temple of No Light”, but the slower anguished parts (“Unholy Trinity”, “Infernal Devotion”) occupy more of the album’s space. 

Apart from the notable self-titled opener, one of its finer moments is when the band combines the frantic and hypnotic tension like in the track “...of Cursed Places and Desegrated Graves”, which takes its time to start and then is slowly adorned with thunderous, memorable guitar melodies. Here and there, Werwolf possibly (and intentionally) sounds just a little bit too familiar (“Shrine of Faith”) but I didn’t find myself disillusioned with it, especially by how disciplined and palpable of its intentions the whole of the record is. Its uniformity of buzzing guitars, harsh vocals and coarse sound gives Satanic Terror a nostalgic quality, but only in the sense of reasserting old doctrines at just about the ideal album duration of ~30 minutes.

You won't be sucker punched by this album if you have the idea of what it is about, but it's efficient enough to bash you to submission. Mostly aggressive and fairly immersive at its slower turns, Satanic Terror is as blunt as its title, and a statement that could go on a banner about the state of black metal, or what it should be. Werwolf proceed to engage using mostly the same tonal palette across all their tracks, but it wouldn't make sense to shuffle things up. Terror.

Release: April 24th, 2026 | Dominance of Darkness Records
Rating: 3.5 out of 5 

Black Cilice - Votive Fire (2026) Review

At what point does organic consistency become its own form of artistic statement? Seven full-length albums in (not thinking of all the demos, splits and EPs in between) since 2009 clearly accentuate Black Cilice’s absolute indifference to expectations of progression, a project convicted to a certain vision from day one, and having stood its ground from that very moment. I discovered this Portuguese hermit somewhere around Banished From Time (2017) and Transfixion of Spirits (2019), and worked my way both backward and forward to get the full idea of what this is about, a noble practitioner of the dark arts as utilized by compatriots such as Vetala, Mons Veneris, and later Candelabrum.

With four songs, and none shorter than seven minutes, Votive Fire still carries the devotion of the project to obscurity, and presses further into its own essential nature. Despite the apparent strata of lo-fi haze and the intentionally smothering production, I found the album’s sound to be the least impenetrable to date, as it’s now even possible to decipher riff sections a bit more clearly even from the first listens. Black Cilice has achieved compositions with distinct borders, yet still bound to a seamless, standoffish flow that the band exercises for the last 15+ years now. Isolated and deeply esoteric, Votive Fire doesn’t casually deploy its imagery, yet it might be the “easiest” starting point for someone getting into this soundrealm. 

Under the thick chunks of raw black metal distortion lies genuine melodic presence, and the guitars manage to stay descriptive and evocative while generating texture. Melancholic, compelling riff work is a cornerstone of artists in this territory, and Black Cilice’s energy manipulation has repeatedly kept me hooked in the past, even more so now with its slightly more flagrant posture. Parallels to our own Μνήμα can be drawn, but Votive Fire never bellies up to that much outward hostility, instead it burns quietly by handling monotony in moderation and with a steady hand. The record opens with a load of echoing tremolo on its longest piece, “Released by Fire”, and the uniformity, for its own sake, never really breaks for the next 36 minutes.

Tracks “Vows Sworn for Centuries” and “Into the Inner Temple” advance with various levels of velocity, as the forlorn guitar lines towards the end of both these tracks approach the numinous and are among the album’s most memorable moments. These kinds of melodies bleed straight from raw black metal’s main arteries, and Black Cilice has tapped into them. Woeful howling vocals waver at the edge of perception and feel like transmitting from somewhere unreachable, while the drums also occupy their own space in the project, not embedded but not separated from the mix at the same time. On the middle part of the last track, “Deconstruction of All Realities”, the guitar leads are lifted briefly to the surface with a small gesture, and march firmly toward Votive Fire's noise-boosted outro.

At first blush, there’s no obvious development in the formula of the album, which looks like it doesn’t reach beyond established framework, as great as it is for those attuned to the style. From my standpoint, the slight change in production makes for a significant difference in outcome, as the project withholds way less than before while remaining as hot-blooded for dreadful black metal as before. By gaining this sharper contour, the inner mechanics of Black Cilice’s mystique are more evident, but it’s still grim as hell. Still for fans only, and plainly recommended. 

Release: May 1st, 2026 | Iron Bonehead Productions
Rating: 4 out of 5

Mylingar - Út (2026) Review

Following the malignant trilogy of dead roads, dead dreams, and dead souls released by anonymous Swedish (?) project Mylingar between 2016 - 2019,  we were left stunned and aghast but also almost forgot about them thereafter. Nearly seven years is a long time to wait, as the band’s return to action with their third full-length album, Út, and first chapter of another trilogy, begins something new without a single edge softened, picking up where it was buried in 2019 with Döda själar. The long break has only allowed the darkness to insistently seep into Mylingar’s domineering black / death metal anticosmos, crying out in phrases of ritual and dissonance from a wound once opened, and now re-torn. 

The new record consists of seven tracks, whose titles form a sentence in old Norse that translates to the grim following: “May my blood cultivate the soil from below” [1]. Út’s production provides a distinct sense of a cold enclosure, a chamber sealed and echoing riffs sometimes distinct, sometimes under impenetrable layers of buzz. Mylingar’s ever-present pressure concedes to some unsought blurriness, however there’s an appreciable level of compositional intermixture and rhythm fracturing that not only destabilizes the listener’s footing, it also adds to the album the intrigue and substance necessary for such works to float. Both sound and music are disturbing, a cohesive descent to places of unlight with disharmony woven into every formal decision the record makes.

A strange tension between motion and stasis is established under the overarching wall-to-wall carnage, where it’s not directly clear when the band slides from one track section to the next. Closest relatives to this kind of relentless, compressed savagery would be bands like Altarage or Abyssal, with moments distantly reminding me of Serpent Column / Impetuous Ritual at times, however Mylignar also use restraint as a weapon, unlike their tempestuous contemporaries. Opener “Megi”, alongside following tracks “blóð” and “mitt” are overtaken by this trance and keep pummeling to a point of meditative disconnect. Slower passages are dragged along for extended torment, and the first side is not even the most unsettling of the album.

Alongside the surplus of primitive force encountered on the vehement lines of “raekta”, lies the complete surrender of the band to its bestial self, as Út slowly introduces elements of harsh noise electronics in the beginning and end of “jarðveginn”, one of the most punishing pieces of the album. Inside the turbulence, one can also notice the verminous, Cruciamentum-esque death metal riffing on “af”, as well as the truly monstrous middle part. The closing "neðan", the longest track on Út, opens with what could be a seriously malformed, late ‘00s - early ‘10s era Krallice guitar notion, and then indulges in distorted electronics that completely liquefy the album into abstruse harsh noise. 

Mylingar always proceed with a playing style that defies segmentation, and the overall musicianship nails it: uncanny and foundational bass work, drumming that articulates the record’s processional rhythm, and the highlight of these absolutely agonizing vocals moaning against sizzling magma (most notably, for me, on “raekta” and the high-pitched screams of “jarðveginn”, but really, everywhere). By the time it ends, and due to the album’s otherworldly denouement, it feels like Út has taken the listener somewhere fairly far from the point of departure, despite an apparent homogeneity.  Considering the period in which the band released their previous trilogy, it’s only safe to assume there’s more from Mylingar in the works, and maybe closer than you think.

Release: April 17th, 2026 | Amor Fati Productions
Rating: 4 out of 5

    [1] AN NCS PREMIERE: MYLINGAR — “ÚT”. No Clean Singing. (2026).

Pig's Blood - Destroying the Spirit (2026) Review

With less alarm and greater eagerness we seize the third full-length album by Milwaukee-based war metal moniker Pig’s Blood, whose first two drops of venom I absorbed with foolish confidence. Seven years after the release of A Flock Slaughtered, and after a sensible transfer to the ghastly carriage of Dark Descent Records, the band’s imposed brutality presents itself with a refined sound, and a constant pressure of blackened death that never ceases to shock. Destroying the Spirit doesn’t shy away from the usual constant bashing and blasphemy, while also now harnessing an attenuated conception of buoyancy across its 33 minutes of duration that boosts the outcome above the genre's bar of mediocrity. 

The first and most notable aspect on the album is the sharpened production, which is less clouded than in previous works, and yet not at the expense of heaviness. A tightly mastered sound offers the instruments discernible space, it’s audible and binds everything into notable cohesion, finally exposing all the grisly tools of the band openly to the listener. Destroying the Spirit's core still remains what is expected from Pig's Blood: the band operates on all speeds as guitars, drums and vocals erupt and spill molten phrases that violently march with clear delineation in the liminal zone between old-school death and black metal. 

The tracks on Destroying the Spirit are immediate but deceptive, as the small rhythmic changes and recurring patterns indicate an exquisite compositional grasp on war metal. “Rabid Dogs” and “Satanic Hammer of Justice” lean the strongest into that direction and praising the corpses of Archgoat, while there’s an odor of Incantation everywhere, especially e.g. in the main riffs and transitory soloing of “Power to Stop It”, or the opener “Standing In Depravity”. Nothing but pure delight is to be experienced when listening to the bestial madness of tracks like “Tartarean Infection” and even more so “Ravenous Hellslaught”, which also has a Profanatica flavor in its logic of scale riffing that always delivers.

Same goes for the opening lines of one of the Destroying the Spirit’s standouts, “Aftermath”, which draws from all the aforementioned and also features well-implemented higher-pitched howls, unlike the orkish growling that takes place for the most part of the album. You’ll find the same vocal terror on the convulsive closing piece, “Strikeforce of Isolate Will”, where the band finishes things off with an epic blast. Across the record, strains of blackened thrash (for example, in the middle part of the title track) can also be picked up, and there’s a fixed feel of forward momentum akin to early Deicide, but through a considerably more blackened lens and militaristic cadence.

Ultimately, the tenets of the genre are not reinvented, but with Destroying the Spirit, the grip is certainly tightened. Pig's Blood remain ruthless, the desecration is controlled and happens in broad daylight. The album is offered for repeated listens, seeks to overwhelm with precision and brute force, resonating with the savage legacy of old assailants from Blasphemy to Order From Chaos. I found its clarity to be a big advantage in appreciating the new material and its impact, hinting how the band can manage just fine based on musical merit alone. The spirit has been destroyed.

Release: April 24th, 2026 | Dark Descent Records
Rating: 4 out of 5

Ultha - A Light So Dim (2026) Review

With an overly potent series of full-length albums that peaked with 2022’s remarkable All That Has Never Been True, Ultha have slowly outpaced most of their contemporaries the last decade, in a way that one not even have noticed if one hasn’t been observant. As fine practitioners of misery-fueled atmospheric black metal, the band’s low-key confident, promotionless release of fifth record A Light So Dim stands at the crossroads of a well-settled sound and experimentation that feels quite natural, given their individuality.

We’re looking at a considerable expansion of the atmospheric black metal skeleton, which now houses, even more distinctly, some of the band’s impulses towards ambient, darkwave, post-rock or even dream-pop, without losing the thread of what makes them Ultha in the first place. I found several characteristics that I love from the band in A Light So Dim, especially in the soaring guitar riffs that made them so effective to me in the first place. At the same time, there’s an accustomed focus on a more widespread, anguished sound that hangs over you like a sky that refuses to clear.

Right off the bat, the band doubles down on what, in my opinion, they do best. Long-form black metal heavily into post-metal territory, with the guitar lines having an unmistakable potency on “Love As We’re Falling Down”, the first longer piece after the three-minute, nonconformist introduction “The Unseen World”. Bracketed sequencing rightfully earns Ultha’s conceptual ambitions, and there’s constantly new elements to discover in each track, or part of a part of a track. Most sections take minutes to fully reveal themselves, and no matter how long it takes, there’s always a tremolo that finally surges.

A Light So Dim has a less of a pugnacious viewpoint compared to previous records, one that can also be found on the ominous “Hex Upon Our Heads”, mostly fast-paced tension with death metal growls before a last minute of ambiance. At other times, Ultha defy the metal backbone completely, as for example on “The Quiet Current”, fully on clean vocals and guitars until right about the end, where a switch is flipped again. The record is wholly characterized by vocal diversity, and apart from the band’s known black metal howling or growls, there is frequent both male and female clean singing. 

A personal highlight is the avantgarde track “What's Yours Is Yours To Carry”, which relies on a beat-like opening tempo and then is embraced by angelic female vocals. In the middle of the track, the band introduces perilous slow-paced riffing that is essentially carved out of classic Black Sabbath, coupled with a female voice that makes you think it’s someone like Windhand instead of Ultha. Interchanging with lower growling and a distorted opera sample at the end, it’s one of the most interesting tracks of the album.

Listening to this could be a test of patience, as passages are conveyed with repetition that might be too much for some to put up with. This was more evident to me towards the latter part of A Light So Dim, particularly in the closer “To Part The Abelia Springs” (i.e. a handful of melodies across 11 minutes) as well as “Pink Lights Soiling To Copper” (monotonous but on the heavier side). If you have trained yourself in the likes of, e.g. Ash Borer or Fauna though, there’s nothing to be afraid of here. The production is polished but with a raw edge, melodies and textures are clean and always present, even at the album's most repeated moments.

"Cherry Knots (The Sun Shines Through You)" is track that dwells outside what's strictly metal, pressing with a sharp noise / dark ambient introduction and a powerfully emotional, and highly memorable echoing piano melody (strangely reminding of an older track, "Peccatum" by doom metal band Isole, from their 2009 album Silent Ruins) with dark clean vocals. The electronic / trip-hop twist in the track is one of the multiple instances Ultha shows their predilection for experimentalism on A Light So Dim. However, this must have already been clear from the eerie voices, synth handling and gnarled guitar riffs of "Her Still Singing Limbs" earlier in the album.

Taking a clear step towards unexplored soundscapes, the band doesn't seem to be out of ideas for new music, which now grows into its completely own form. With all its poignant melancholy, A Light So Dim manages to drift into something approaching devotional beauty, and it doesn't feel forced or overblown. I've struggled with similar mutations of atmospheric / post-black metal bands in the past, but here it seems to click perfectly, once you let it. It's not the instant eye-catcher, but real splendor lies within.

Release: April 2nd, 2026 | Vendetta Records
Rating: 4 out of 5

Rosa Faenskap - Ingenting forblir (2026) Review

When did contemporary Norwegian black metal shift from corpse-painted despotism to more reflexive frameworks? Rosa Faenskap's sophomore album Ingenting forblir (= nothing endures) challenges the country's sonic tradition while not completely abandoning it, in what is a continuum of dark hardcore / post-black metal with a distinct Nordic genealogy. Having been oblivious of the trio's debut Jeg blir til deg (2023), I grappled with the record without knowing what to expect, which certainly wasn't this hybridization of tremolo worship, clean guitar diffusion and temporal undulation that consistently draws from multiple stylistic reservoirs (doom, prog, post-rock, punk) even with pure black metal as the anchor of its formalism.

Opening piece "Den svake mannen" is the instructive example of the band's methodology, tinkering shoegaze-like guitar lines on a path that gradually moves in heavier doom / black metal aggression. Some of the most characteristic Norwegian outcries can be found on the first notes of "Faenskap for alltid" (and later, also on "Bygg til himmelen", but of course not exclusively), but they never overstay their welcome. Punk-inflected vocals and abrupt tempo shifts, frequently switching with more layered post-rock breaks, felt to me like Rosa Faenskap consciously attempts to re-situate black metal within the family tree of radical underground music, and maybe wash some of the stain away.

The album's concept truly is the hottest punchline here. Where's the misanthropy, where's the pagan romanticism or the glorification of death? The band's intensity of expression has political concerns, with lyrics about social injustice and rising hatred, environmental worry and queer liberation. This alone will stir the pot enough for Ingenting forblir to be discussed, but it's engaging enough from a musicological perspective to grant at least the basic level of acknowledgement. Momentum of hardcore-boosted black metal across instances of ambient, almost cosmic interludes on "La barna leve" and "Klarhet i kaos" keeps the attention and never lets the dance between genres to quiet down.

One of my favorite moments on the album is the gloomy acoustic guitar introduction of "Famler i hatet", as well as the continuation in tormenting, mostly middle-paced speed and howling vocals, which randomly reminded me of another track by the Danish dark hardcore band Église, named "Have I Become Hell". Possibly not related anywhere else except my brain, but they do fit in the same playlist. Ingenting forblir covers an emotional range from despair to optimism, most notably in the almost ten-minute closing track "Jeg våkner snart", where the band accumulates all the rhythm and distortion it can to finish things off in a form of cleansing. It's one of the most demanding pieces but flows nicely, as does the whole of the record.

Apart from the elephant in the room, which will not be commented further, this is how experimentation and unrest can result in an album's benefit. Rosa Faenskap's musical multiplicity lifts them above the average blackgaze atmospheric wash. It gets its hands dirty when it needs to despite the apparent eclecticism meant to scare off black metal's bad boys. Some changes did feel a bit sudden, and some softer instances stretched, but the excitement doesn't reduce when listening to it. I could say, as exciting as hearing what people would have to say about it. 

Release: March 6th, 2026 | Fysisk Format
Rating: 3.5 out of 5

  

Olhava - Memorial (2026) Review

I never quite ventured into Olhava's earlier works, and my introduction to the Russian atmospheric black metal duo came through the arresting artwork of 2022's Reborn, which was the reason that led me to discover their horizon-reaching interpretation of the genre. By 2024, the band had signed with Avantgarde Music and released the conceptual album Sacrifice, an album whose thematic touch appears to be further elaborated on their latest record, Memorial. 

Tracing back to Ladoga (2020), the "Ageless River" series of interlude tracks have functioned as connective tissue across the three albums, incrementally numbered throughout with Memorial advancing from X to XIII. In between these pieces, are four monumental compositions of elevated atmospheric black metal, injected with generous quantities of post-black and blackgaze sensibility, as well as ambient passages that appear frequently on the surface. The prevailing intensity of the record is of a kind more attuned to post-rock or post-metal fans, rather than to the freaks that dwell in the dungeons of black metal. Main tracks span from seven to above 20 minutes in duration, a structural approach entirely aligned with Olhava's established modus operandi, and in many aspects, cleanly mirroring Sacrifice in its presence.

"After I'm Gone" emerges perfectly from the introductory "Ageless River X" unfurling atop a bedrock of ambient and post-rock texture that demonstrates the band's contemplative nature, and the album's incandescent energy. The track gets dreamier and dreamier as it progresses through fast-paced, cyclical motifs emblematic of Olhava's identity. The 20-minute colossus "When the Ashes Grow Old" sustains the post-black metal radiance before submerging into purer heavenly ambiance in its middle part. Memorial's riverine flow of sound exhibits fluctuation only when the "Ageless River" interludes appear - the same signature sound of blackgaze psyche is strongly maintained all across the album.

At nearly 80 minutes, Memorial's length fits both the genre's and the band's scale. Compared to Sacrifice, I noticed a tiny improvement on the more balanced sound of the drums, but other than that, the album delivers a form of post-black metal strikingly similar to its predecessor, perhaps a bit too much. For adherents of Olhava's state of expression, however, there is little to resist here.

Release: February 27th, 2026 | Avantgarde Music
Rating: 3.5 out of 5

Atavistic Passage - Demonstration Two (Demo, 2025) Review

Second demo of strongly similar philosophy as the first, laid out by UK black metal project Atavistic Passage, an one-man entity by the same person behind Hibernian Abyss (you may not be familiar with either, but it's high time you looked into them). Continuing the necro-sonic path paved out by the 2024 demo Demonstration One, the template is familiar - two main tracks between an intro and outro, cohesive and direct at just over fifteen minutes of lo-fi prayer.

The central pieces “Ecstatic Power” and “Physical Manifestations of Psychic Spite” scratch speakers and headphones with the abrasion of quality raw black metal, as the guitars surge on a trance of distortion, and the vocals screech atop the din with determination. It's cold and secluded, rooted in the classiest of the genre's classics, echoing skeletal chants in cavernous halls accessible only to the ears most devoted to this music.

With a handful of rudimentary harmonic shifts, the demo's simplicity is its identity. Buzzing ambient threads of the opening and closing tracks, give it a spatial depth that belies their minimal framework. Demonstration Two is sincere and epigrammatic in delivery, with a certain intrigue that justifies its existence within the raw black metal underground. Every bond is a bond to sorrow.

Rating: 3.5/5