I've tried very hard to avoid writing a review for ‘Howls of Ebb’. The reason is simple. It’s old news. Their debut was released in February of 2014. That is a long time ago and when being bombarded with new music every single day has been the norm for me, and I am grateful for that, it is relatively easy for some albums to slip through the cracks.
The collective creation of their unique and mandatory vision, forced to them by forces unseen, unexplained and awe inspiring.
I became acquainted with these obscure and weird fellas
almost two months ago, while I was surfing the dark and metallic side of the
internet. I found two intriguing factors that held my attention. Their cover is
weird as fuck and it was released via I, voidhanger records, which specializes
in weird as fuck releases. And then I listened to the album.
The arrangement is abnormal, the vocalist whispers and
speaks like an ancient deity from a never to be discovered lost civilization.
Their lyrical approach is that of a galactic war between the forces of good and
evil. Numbers play a significant role and it seems to me that they are
expressing a philosophical dark art where universes submerge into the black void
of nothingness.
If I were to put them under a bright white light of an
interrogation room, I would say that they are the bastard sons of death and
black metal, a group of individuals with a unique vision that leads them to
push the envelope and walk into uncharted musical territory.
They do not care about normality. They do not care about
acceptance. They do not care about being understood. They care for only one
thing. The collective creation of their unique and mandatory vision, forced unto
them by forces unseen, unexplained and awe inspiring.
Soaring the might of
blue abyss, fly!
Tangle the tentacles
of mind, divine!
Ripe with the sweet
essence of creep, sin!
3 of a pair eat sheep
amongst green vile winds
But even in this abnormal expression, one can come in touch
with the humane and mortal nature of this entity. There is structure. There is a
layout. They never go too far as to reach a point where avant-garde becomes impossible
to bear. The listener will be welcomed into their world, but he, or she, needs
to be in a state of acute attention and acceptance or he will be lost and
confused.
The ‘Vigils of the 3rd eye’ is the abnormal,
illucid and obscure architecture of a Lovecraftian city. Are you willing to live
there?
Wiping, and trifling,
and stumbling, and falling
Amongst bumps and
deep ends
In Dark, In Mind, In
Nothing
From the crevices
they crawl and win!
Illucid Illuminati
Cradling the sphere.
loosening the spin
Illucid Illuminati
Heeding the Vortex,
ripening the Blend
Illucid Illuminati
Standing mist high,
floating beyond winds
Illucid Illuminati
Beckoning fruitful
visions, yes, it will cleanse
Listen to: Illucid Illuminaty of the Dark
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