Nightmarer’s fluid death metal warps brains, challenges wills on rampaging ‘Deformity Adrift’

Photo by Peter Voigtmann

There’s something to be said for understanding a proper serving size and being OK with letting that out into the world. Leave them wanting more, you know? Bloat is not a good look for anyone (hi, Metallica!) and it can just make you full, with little of what you heard actually sticking. So, when a band understands that and gets that right, it only serves to magnify the power of their creation.

To put it bluntly, Nightmarer make death metal that’s not likely to be everyone’s taste. They revel in dissonance, they bend minds with progressive prowess and technical strength, and they realize unloading too much of that can oversaturate. Their second record “Deformity Adrift” is a testament to that as they deliver nine tracks in 32 minutes, expertly cooking up just enough to satisfy but not having you beg for a merciful end. Lots of bands of their ilk don’t seem to get this, but Nightmarer—vocalist John Collett, guitarists Simon Hawemann and Keith Merrow, bassist Brendan Sloan, drummer Paul Seidel—have the confidence and ability to put their best stuff forward, ravage you, and get out. It makes the challenge easier to face and their stomach-wrenching style more digestible, though you’re still going to find yourself hammered to your core when it’s over.

“Brutalist Imperator” emerges and immediately electrocutes, the growls mauling as the bass bubbles dangerously under the surface. A progressive feel emerges and pops up frequently throughout the record, the punishment jostles ribcages, and the final moments melt into time. “Baptismal Tomb” explodes into sinewy hell, mauling with tech-minded thrashing, the howls tricking your mind. The playing continues to engorge as the band keeps adding pressure, leaving you breathless. “Throe of Illicit Withdrawal” brings melty chaos, snarling and unveiling bizarre auras, slowing down to add more menace to their assault. The drubbing returns as the band decimates your senses, the guitars collecting steam before disintegrating in the clouds. “Tooms” is an eerie interlude that feels like a disorienting dream sequence that leaves you wondering where the connection is between awake and asleep.

“Suffering Beyond Death” blasts and unloads, growls crushing while the playing exposes muscle that can strangle. Sounds swelter as the playing picks up, slowly cutting deep into bone, jarring thoroughly before blasting off. “Taufbefehl” emerges from a storm as howled vocals register, and a weird, spacey vibe takes over, which makes sense considering the alien-like death that slithers. Noise squalls jar eardrums as the playing gets more deliberate, making the assault a little nastier. “Hammer of Desolation” stings and trudges, the growls scraping at open wounds, the slower immersion making the punishment that much more effective. The playing has a rubbery strength, showing dexterity and cruelty, basking in a vicious metallic haze. “Endstadium” is a short interlude with noise wafting and cloud cover thickening, heading into closer “Obliterated Shrine” that takes its time tightening up its vice grip. Guttural power blurs vision as growls mar, and the blackness gets more impenetrable, slipping into a haze and putting you to sleep.

Nightmarer’s technically sharp death metal sounds as vicious and bloody as ever on “Deformity Adrift,” a record that puts a gruesome edge on a more progressive mind frame. There’s a lot to like here, and the band never gets lost up their own asses with their playing, always remembering to inject excitement and personality into the mix. This is a menacing beast, one that makes the most of its time and leaves everything a tangled mess of flesh and bone when it’s over.

For more on the band, go here: https://www.facebook.com/nightmarercult

To buy the album (U.S.), go here: https://nightmarer.bandcamp.com/album/deformity-adrift

Or here (Europe): https://vendettarecords.bigcartel.com/

For more on the label, go here: https://totaldissonanceworship.bandcamp.com/

And here: https://vendetta-records.com/

Blut Aus Nord, Ævangelist join warped forces, bloody waters on split ‘Codex Obscura Nomina’

Blut Aevangelst coverThere are some unions that, where you hear of them, you nod and confirm that said bond makes total and complete sense. So when my inbox was infiltrated by a new split release pitting Blut Aus Nord with Ævangelist, it didn’t really shock me. That’s a release that’s just too much logical.

For Blut Aus Nord, we’ve long been enchanted by their strange form of black metal, one that has twisted and turned over the years, taken on surprising new elements, and really hasn’t bowed to anyone’s wishes. The band, led by the unstoppable Vidsval (guitars, vocals) and rounded out by keyboardist/electronics wizard W.D. Feld, bassist GhOst, and drummer Thorns, has whipped out 11 full-lengths since their formation in 1994, their most recent being 2014’s excellent “Memoria Vetusta III: Saturnian Poetry.” Their four tracks on this split release “Codex Obscura Nomina” shift even further away from pure black metal and into industrial, trip-hop elements that have been woven through their work over the years. Their cuts here are strange, nightmarish, and intoxicating, a definite foray away from the band’s center (which, granted, is way different than most). That makes these songs really exciting and something that might indicate even more experimentation in the future.

“Evanescent Hallucinations” begins with strange industrial sounds before opening up in the mouth of a storm. Thick keys make the song sound like a dark carnival, with really weird, nightmarish melodies laced into the track. Buried growls rumble, with the back end of the track bubbling up as a monstrous sprawl. “Resonnance(s)” makes it feel like the room is spinning, with slurry, odd, dreamlike imagery taking hold. The growls dissolve, while chants rise up, a clean, deranged wails explode behind the din, and everything fades into a sound cloud. “The Parallel Echoes” has static beats and off-kilter playing, with gurgly growls sounding like a demonic strangulation, before they hit a humid simmer. Mesmerizing guitars float, as the weird riffs levitate in mid-air, and the sound reverberates inside your chest. “Infra-Voices Ensemble” is their final deed, bleeding in from the darkness and heading into aggressive programmed beats. Harsh growls slice their way in, as the tempo reaches its dark arms across you and embraces with force. The track punches and pelts, with the beats maintaining their intensity and then subsiding in a cloud of noise. Really interesting stuff from one of the world’s most inventive bands.

As for Ævangelist, they, too, walk their own path, which is fucked up with tons of dissonance and jarring noise that go against every fiber of metal’s grain. They have been quite prolific as of late, with three full-length efforts that past three years (last year’s “Enthrall to the Void of Bliss” is their most recent and first for 20 Buck Spin), as well as a couple of EPs. On this split, the band—Matron Thorn (guitars, vocals, bass, noise) and Ascaris (vocals, saxophone, cello)—commit their longest song to date, a 21:33 opus that takes up their entire side of the effort, and one awash in great terror. As usual, their music isn’t easy to approach, especially if you’re not familiar with their style. But if you participate fully and let the music wash over you, it’s easy to fall prey to their punishing hypnosis, which could leave you lost, disoriented, and oddly speaking in strange tongues.

“Threshold of the Miraculous” has a numbing start, with drums and beats rattling, then growls beginning to make their way across. Weird melodies swirl into a sound vortex, and then things really get started, with gurgles bubbling up, menacing messages being delivered, and then a stretch of uneasy quiet. That’s torn apart by slicing riffs that sound almost conventional (at least in an Ævangelist world), before the first stretch of speaking arrives, switching back and forth between tongues, and sounding like a sermon for the end of days. That melts into death and an array of dizzying sounds, with the monologue returning and then dissolving into a stretch of lurching growls and a melody burst that spins out of control. “Bow down and pray!” is bellowed over and over, way more a threat than an invitation, while the last few minutes bend into feral ugliness and go out in death fumes. This is one of Ævangelist’s more daring pieces yet, one that holds its own quite well with their split mates.

As much as I enjoy split releases that feature bands coming at things from completely different angles, it’s also great to hear one where both groups are operating within the same sphere, albeit with different agendas. Blut Aus Nord and Ævangelist are two of metal’s most daring and interesting bands, and you never can guess with total certainly where either will gravitate next. To have both locked into the same creative space is an enthralling thing, one that will reprogram your brain and how you process art.

For more on Blut Aus Nord, go here: https://www.facebook.com/blutausnord.official

For more on Ævangelist, go here: https://www.facebook.com/aevangelist .official

To buy the album, go here: http://www.debemur-morti.com/en/12-eshop

For more on the label, go here: http://www.debemur-morti.com/en/