1755 - Moonspell

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Lisbon, Portugal d. 1. november 1755, at approx. 9.30. A sleepy winter sun is slowly risen up, a mild breeze from the west reminds you of the beauty of living in a port town, and the smell of the wind, weather, salt, tar and fish makes you proud to be a citizen of the Portuguese empire. It is a beautiful day; it is all saints day. A glorious day of celebration, which always gets a to remember that Portugal is indeed blessed of God. Your wife and your eldest daughter is by your side, you are on the path down in the Church of Our Lady, the most beautiful of all the churches in Lisbon, and you feel completely into the body, that this is a good day. In the distance you hear a bang, but it can be so much; a gun that has gone by, or someone who lost something heavy, so you forget it again quickly. Another bang, and this time shake the ground under your feet. Perhaps you ought to hurry a little. But before you and your beloved family when to slow up, when the whole of Lisbon to the realization, that this day must be the day of judgment. God is not satisfied on this all saints ' day; he is furious and disappointed with Portugal. He has picked out that Lisbon is the new Sodom and Gomorrah, and you and your family are not destined to be Lot and his daughters. In is also of sinners; of sinners, which, like all other inhabitants of Lisbon are forced to go to the reasons in the kataklystiske punishment, which the Lord considers is appropriate. Over all rush to the churches, castles, monuments and houses in the gravel, as if they were sand castles on the beach. People are engulfed by the enormous precipices, which, with divine power, springing up through the pavements, and the poor sailors and the people at the port are being swallowed by the ferocious vredesbølger. The last thing you see and the senses, is that your beloved wife's hand being ripped out of your, as a church tower falling down over you. May God show your puny souls, and the grace of god.

Neo-gothic barokmetal!

If you have forgotten or be ignorant about it, is Moonspell from Portugal. It they decide to put a big fat, old line under with their new album, 1755, tells of Europe's worst natural disaster since Vesuvius buried the ancient answer to Las Vegas, Pompeii in lava back in the year 79 e.Kr. A terrible catastrophe, which forced Lisbon and Portugal in the knees, but later was to lead Portugal out of a darkened, and the feudal middle ages and into the enlightenment. So the ergo was this terrible accident the essence of the phrase "There is nothing that is so bad, that it is not good for something". Moonspell has been around since 1992 and have indulged in different genres and themes, but always held in a dark, classic gothic følelsesregister – perhaps to honor the fact that they were, after all, are the descendants of the visigoths. In 1755 has Moonspell screwed up the theatrical and fædrelandskærligheden, ie. that whole album is sung in Portuguese. Thus, it is forward with fremmedordbogen, if you want to be able to follow, when Fernando sings. The music is clearly composed in such a way that one must sit and feel that you hear baroque music (which, incidentally, also comes from Portugal), just anno 2017. There is full blast the entire symfonielementet; imagine if necessary. a little milder, the Portuguese answer to Dimmu Borgir. Especially heard it on a number as the "Abanão", where there really are turned all the way up to the dark, mystery and symphony, or the subsequent track, "Evento", which is most of all reminiscent of a gothic interpretation of the theme from Pirates of the Caribbean (which is a good thing!). The Intro, "Em Nome Do Medo" ("In The Name". Thank You, Google Translate!), is truly with you from the first seconds, that the dial, it will really forward in the world – and it must take place in the borderland between darkness and beauty.


It, that the whole of 1755 is in Portuguese, do nothing at all. I can personally not very much, in addition to individual words, I recognize from Spanish and latin, but it is very limited. It just does that the whole album becomes so much more majestic, Portuguese is a beautiful language – especially when it is sung/brøles. The album is mixed perfectly. All instruments, whether it is guitar, drum or triangle, goes clean through, but it is also Tue Madsen, who has been involved, and he knows well how to mix an album – just ask Dark Tranquility, Meshuggah or Dir en Grey.

The numbers are in themselves so accomplished and well-written, that they easily could just be 10 singles, but when it all gets together and forming 1755, it becomes simply a magical album. But I predict that this may well be an album that can divide the waters, for it is the kind of album you either knuselsker from the first second, or simply do not understand and, therefore, the treasurer promptly. You can probably guess which camp I personally am in!

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