Funeral doom giants Tyranny back after decade on morbid ‘Aeons in Tectonic Interment’


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Being in the throes of personal darkness can feel like a million pounds are sitting on your chest. Seeing a bright light off in the distance is practically impossible, and nothing but anguish feels real. There is no way to escape the darkness and no hope of ever climbing into positivity again.

Taking on “Aeons in Tectonic Interment” can feel much like that, and Tyranny have created a body of work that feels like total mental torture. The Finnish funeral doom band is as heavy as they come, a challenging, torturous duo that haven’t been terribly prolific but have made their efforts count. We last heard from them a decade ago with their debut record “Tides of Awakening,” and since then, they disappeared into the darkness, save for their live appearances. In that time, the funeral doom segment of the wormy underground has expanded significantly, yet Tyranny remain a class act among all of these bands, which you can witness on these five wrenching songs and 51 minutes of hell.

Tyranny coverTyranny is a musical union of former members of Wormphlegm in Matti Mäkelä (also of Corpsessed, Profetus) on guitars, vocals, and samples, and Lauri Lindqvist, who handles vocals, bass, and keyboards. These guys have a stranglehold on the most vicious, unforgiving sounds there are. Their music will make any mood teetering on the border of madness to go fully over the edge, and anyone with a dark, hopeless frame of mind likely will find a kindred spirit that feels the same type of morbidity. The band’s music sludges along at a snail’s pace, dragging a trail of blood and entrails behind them and bringing you face first into the filth. At the same time, there is a deranged quality to their work, a feeling like the creators are trying to get in touch with the worst elements inside of them.

“Sunless Deluge” opens the proceedings, a 10:42 mauler that begins with creaking noises and the feeling that ancient spirits have entered the room. The growls roll out sounding full of pain, with the guitars burning, the pace slithering, and the background feeling gothically splashed. Some of the atmosphere here feels nautical, like your bowels are being sloshed back and forth, and toward the end, the intensity builds, sounds pulsate, and the path comes to an abrupt end. “A Voice Given Unto Ruin” rumbles for 12:29, the longest cut on the record and one that opens right into a doomy sprawl. The dynamics burst a little more here, with weird, spacey chants swirling and bizarre ambiance clouding your vision. The drums are tapped ploddingly, calming the pace, but then the track tears open, with massive gurgling growls firing up and the band playing as aggressively as they do anywhere on this record, ending the track in a thick cloud of smoke.

“Preparation of a Vessel” is the shortest track at 7:36, with a massive opening that gets your blood flowing. The track feels downright monstrous, with morose melodies spilling in like waves, elegant guitars cascading, and the growls pummeling your insides. The music feels like a black drape being dragged over everything, with the back end crushing and finally subsiding. “The Stygian Enclave” goes 9:40 and drives ever so slowly, with synth strains blazing down and the gruesome growls taking you into murky, torturous territory. The music strangely glimmers at times, a beacon in the darkest tunnel in the world, and then the keys turn cold. From there, the bass recoils, the guitars churn, and the frosty ambiance takes you out. Closer “Bells of Black Basilica” starts with a storm of noise, static crackling, and a weird scraping that leads into ferocious destruction. The melodies once again turn mournful, while the growls hammer home a world of pain, the smothering sound is filled with psychological stress, and the final gasps are made of inescapable trauma, giving some final gashes before you’re deposited onto the opposite end of their hell.

Tyranny’s return is much welcomed, and their massive new record “Aeons in Tectonic Interment” feel like the world caving in around you. It’s slow, brutal, and punishing, a feral dose of funeral doom that reminds the world just how much misery one possibly could pack into a record. Hopefully it won’t be another decade before we get new stuff from Tyranny, but if we have to wait that long, there is enough to examine and digest on “Aeons” to keep all of us plenty busy.

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