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A New Kind Of Horror - Anaal Nathrakh

The plate to end all plates

One can argue against the sound effects on the albums, and claim that the music itself must carry the mood. I have even scrappy me about it in the past, but conversely I have also praised the musicians to be able to implement it in the music, without that you lose the focus. Moreover, they are adept to put together genres and make it sound like it does on this record, and it is a pleasure to immerse themselves in the music that is put thought and energy in. Unfortunately, the first half of the record is clearly the most memorabel in the form of numbers, burning through with the same, where the rest of the lagging a little behind when it comes to chokeffekt – which one must say, is their trademark. There is really not a bad track on the disc, but it pulls down in length, that we constantly are messing up somewhere around 11. There are not many breaks on this plate where you can just rest your ears, as the next issue actually has an effect and not just end up being an extension of the previous track. But who am I to tell the generals how to conduct war?

Dance or I shoot

Just at the edge of the two years have passed since the galningene in Anaal Nathrakh lately gifted us with yet another psychotic discharge. The time I gave them a high character and praised them for their crazy gambit, and what I regard as bold: To combine the extreme metal bands with equally extreme electronic music, although the fusion of two such diverse genres, however, is not something they have a patent on – it is seen in abundance in modern metal. But this time, there is less bass-arm. The challenge now is how to get a mosaic of subgenrer to go up in a higher unity, without their recognizable sound are hampered by the unforeseen influences by, among others, the band that has set the fans ears in the fire around on the internet.

 

For god, king and fatherland

And it is precisely the unpredictability is something I appreciate by Anaal. For A New Kind Of Horror is classic Anaal: something you had not seen coming, but still expected them to find on. The sound and the content goes up in a higher entity, something that is evident already from the outset thanks to "The Road to". We are introduced to the plate on an excellent show with feedback, obliterates the scream and something that sounds unmistakably like a distorted højttalerstemme. It provisions me in a state of lively inner pictures of the armored propagandavogne in a rubble town, and it took many minutes for them to turn the claws into me. War was to be so fashionable to sing about, and it has no shortage of releases this year on just this topic. But where the Second world War and the contemporary civil unrest has often been in the crosshairs, goes Anaal its own behalf and focuses on the First world War. Both purely musical, but also greatly thematic is there a red thread to track, the lyrics are based on various anthologies consisting of poems and letters written by soldiers and contemporaneous authors) – added music which in its own shape reflects the brutality, the world then had not yet seen.

"Reek Of Fear" sounds to be directed by Michael Bay. The classic dommedagshorn we know from the previous plate reeks of death and destruction, svinske grunt goes perfectly in hand with the King Diamond-the belief overskruede falsetto, and the music alone gets me to think about how it sounds when you open fire into a crowd. In flames. But should I designate one track that outshines all others, it is without a doubt the single "Forward". Not enough with that it opens with something, Fantomas could have made, so is the riff, paired with a fully automatic weapon of unknown caliber. Vokalens aggressive snarl stands in sharp contrast to the text, in a brilliant show manufactures the gap between the promise of honor and sick ass in skyttegraven. Unfortunately we hit then a small fartbump. The thread shredding, just as slowly up about half way, and the subsequent numbers, even if they are of just as high of quality, not equally engaging – which, however, may be due to a desire for a more minimalist look. Fortunately, when they find mold on the last two tracks, "Horrid Strife" and "Are We Fit For Glory Yet (The War Two Than Nothing)", where the first leads me to doubt the possibility of lead singer Dave Hunt is excited FOR stridsvognen, or whether he leads it. The oozing of war and chaos with its distant shots and the pathetic screams for mercy. "Are We Fit..." is a worthy conclusion to a plate that much along the way appeals to both musikelskeren and historienørden in me. The symphonic element, and a dramatic choir in the background adds an extra depth to their otherwise right-on-and-hard theme, but the hoarse vocals and the massive blastbeats to keep it on the ground.

 


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