Ævangelist – De Masticatione Mortuorum In Tumulis
Churning deep in the bowels of the unholy Worm lurks the ghastly duo, Ævangelist with their south of cult death metal emanations of filth and guttural despair. Both members of this band also share time in Benighted in Sodom, which I can only assume is more black metal minded (haven’t heard them), so they are summoning their unclean death desires through this light consuming monster. De Masticatione Mortuorum In Tumulis is easily one of the bleakest and most abysmal sounding albums I’ve heard in quite some time. The foundation is built upon guitars tuned so low, it is amazing they can remain in tune, and the tone of darkness they bask in, is 1 frequency above the sound of oceans of black blood boiling at the Earth’s core. This alone gives one the feeling of being confined to a small, hot, painted black room with no light, with the stench of a decomposing dog hanging heavy in the air. It is truly an oppressive style that is made even more so by these creeping synth lines that stir just below the surface. The sound is equally dark, and the fact that the keyboards seem to possess a life of their own, but are in a symbiotic union with the host gives this album an illusion of being “alive”. Lurking. Hunting. Waiting for the ritual feast. Vocals come and go in much the same manner as the keyboards it seems, sharing a deep death moan, and sharper screams that jab in and out of the cadaver as if in a frenzied state. There is zero melody or moments of light on De Masticatione Mortuorum In Tumulis, so the listener is never offered that fleeting moment of “it’s going to be alright. You just have to stick with it and try to be as small and unassuming as possible while crouched in fearful awe in Ævangelist’s ritual chamber, for the demons are many, and swirling around in a cacophonous stew just looking for movement so they may focus their rage and hunger. I know, flamboyant writer embellishments often over inflate the music at hand, but really, I’m describing what I hear and a one word review simply stating, “wow” isn’t going to cut to the heart of this beast. De Masticatione Mortuorum In Tumulis is indeed an ugly creation filled with evil intent that I find quite inspired and impressive. The lack of melody and other such elements to cling to make this one of those releases that you really need to be in the mood for, but when that moment strikes, I recommend headphones and a flashlight. Wow. -Marty
~ by martyworm on January 23, 2013.