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Three books of Michael lecturing Adam with his cliff notes version of the rest of the Bible...

"Am I being frog marched from Paradise
And sentenced to hard labor by lectern?
What did I do to deserve turgid signs
Of distant offspring compounding my fault
By sins hidden, unheralded, unheard
Until to my ears you beckoned them?
I am trying to live in the now, Michael."
He ended; and thus Adam last replied.

#ParadiseLost

In diesem Jahr medial so gar nichts vom #Wacken mitbekommen. Reichlich Konserven gibt es hier: https://www.magentamusik.de/wacken-2026

Mit #JudasPriest und #ParadiseLost angefangen, da geht noch was. 🤘

Roger Avary’s ‘Paradise Lost’ & Alex Proyas’ ‘Heaven’ Have U.S. Theatrical Commitments As AI Outfit Ex Machina Strikes Cinema Deal On Slate
#News #ExMachina #ParadiseLost #RogerAvary

https://deadline.com/2026/08/roger-avary-paradise-lost-us-release-date-theatrical-1237044153/

Gestern auf Quobuz die Paradise Lost Alben gekauft, dich ich vor 10 Jahren über Spotify entdeckt habe 🤘

Gerade laufen Songs aus den Alben Believe in Nothing von 2001 und Paradise Lost von 2005 in Finamp.

#Quobuz #Musik #Metal #ParadiseLost

When Lord Heikkinen formed Soulgrind in 1992, it was a rough and raw solo death/doom band. He released two EPs and two LPs between 1993 and 1995 for the now-defunct Malodorous Mangled Innards Records before deciding to invite some band members along for the ride. This would drastically alter Soulgrind’s musical direction towards gothic black/thrash, a decision likely influenced by the introduction of vocalist Tanya Lilith. Lilith and Lord Heikkinen remain the only current band members from the 1997 record, Whitsongs, as long-time drummer and sometimes vocalist Agathon “The Beast” sadly passed away in 2022 from cancer. Soulgrind experimented with harsh vocalists until settling on keyboardist Azhemin in 2001, though they still incorporated a vocalist committee for some time. In 2010, Soulgrind released their ninth full-length album, The Tuoni Pathway, before suddenly disappearing. It took sixteen years until they finally found the time and inspiration to release their tenth album, Ad Pulchram Mortem.1

Soulgrind has seen a significant evolution in their sound since the beginnings of their life as a gothic act. Their early material was raw and evil-sounding, with demo-level production quality. The blackened rasps from Lord Heikkinen and Caesar McLaulone were sometimes grating,2 yet there’s no denying a hunger and passion in their music. The early 2000s felt like a period where Soulgrind were trying to figure themselves out, with some inconsistency in identity from release to release. Then something clicked in 2007 with the release of Pakana, and the music grew more cohesive as it began to revolve around Lilith’s melodic touch. The Tuoni Pathway would see this direction improved before Soulgrind’s lengthy hiatus. Ad Pulchram Mortem brings about a mix of the old and the new, continuing the melodic direction of the last two records while still including some of the rough blackened touches of the older material. This sounds like a veteran group that hasn’t lost an edge of its passion despite the long hiatus.

Ad Pulchram Mortem contains gothic touches resembling fellow Helsinki natives Hanging Garden and the melodic black metal of Sojourner. They dabble in thrash on the likes of “Jylhä Metsämies” and “A Whispered Curse Upon the Gale,” as well as Paradise Lost-style death/doom on the terrific “The Origin of the White Serpent.” The deep, grizzled blackened growls of Azhemin delve into a darkness and ugliness that bring a harsh edge to the music—sometimes at the risk of putting off listeners. Soulgrind occasionally gets weird, such as on the sinister “In the Circus of Tuonela,” yet typically the weirdness is offset by the melodic and catchy choruses from Lilith, as exemplified by “Tears of the Earth.” The duo of Lilith and Azhemin proves a boon, as she serves as the foil of beauty to his beast. Her emotionally charged cleans lift the spirits and act as a soothing balm. This culminates in an outpouring of passion and melody on finale, “Into the Shadows of Devotion,” that is simply jaw-dropping.

For a band with a sixteen-year gap between releases, there is, understandably, still some rust to shake out—in this case, struggles with consistency and length. The record generally works better when Lilith is singing, and she sometimes rescues songs that are otherwise just okay, such as “Tears of the Earth” and “As a Narrow Fjord Descends.” Even so, she occasionally has distracting issues with pitch or odd-sounding vocal tones. Perhaps the biggest miss is the mid-album tune, “In the Circus of Tuonela,” which feels out of place with its lack of memorable hooks. The inconsistency goes hand in hand with a need to edit. While Soulgrind has pretty consistently pumped out 45-minute records throughout their career, this one feels a bit YOLO, reaching the 65-minute mark, including an eleven-minute finale. This last song, incredible as it is, would have a greater impact in a tighter package.

Soulgrind write the sort of melodic music that I love to overrate, with choruses that have me swooning and a heavy crunch of guitar and growls that beautifully contrast with the gentler side of the music. Yet Ad Pulchram Mortem feels as if the band was a touch over-enthusiastic, unable to make the edits necessary to create a more cohesive record. In my heart, there is a 4.0 lurking within these 65 minutes. The compositions revolving around Lilith as well as her soaring performance are just too good. Now that they have this one under their (onion) belt, I hope Soulgrind can return to the studio and create another work with this level of artistry, but a little more cohesion.

Rating: 3.0/5.0
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Inverse Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: August 14th, 2026

Starker Wacken-Gig von den great britains #ParadiseLost

https://www.magentamusik.de/paradise-lost-woa-2026-9208205928595568990

#Wacken

Since the last Filter dropped, it still hasn’t stopped raining and storming in my neck of the woods. Consequently, my minions trudge evermore through the thin sheet metal of our ducts as the thunder rattles everything like so many dice in a tabletop nerd’s clutches.1 Yet I must press them and push them, for we have quotas to meet and ravenous appetites to sate.

So it is with shaky hands and discombobulated craniums that my grunts hand over the goods. BEHOLD!

Kenstrosity’s Thrashed Thrall

Ascended Master // Crepuscular Gloom [May 8th, 2026 – Self Released]

Death thrash is best thrash, if you ask this sponge. Something about this unholy combo really rustles my jimmies, especially when its executed with great speed and riff-centered fervor. Cincinnati’s Ascended Master nail that combination right into the grave, boasting a sound that’s three parts Death, one part Atheist, and a pinch of Blood Red Throne. With a sense of groove that gives barnburners “Blood Spilled Upon the Stars,” “Crepuscular Gloom,” and rabid closer “Xenopaleontology” a deadly swagger liable to cause fierce whiplash in all who would headbang to it, debut LP Crepuscular Gloom” is a record pumped full of testosterone and adrenaline. Speedy rippers like “Midnight Mother” and “Ghoul Queen” put the pedal to the metal with a ferocity more commonly associated with Kvaen or Hellripper in the modern pantheon, but the record’s natural engineering and coherent screams hark to earlier times where Death reigned supreme in the scene. However, it would be inaccurate to call it pure worship. Ascended Master have an intense personality and a particular ferocity that allows Crepuscular Gloom to integrate smoothly into their respective category without blending into the crowd. As their career develops from this point, I expect we’ll see their identity bloom and rise with greater distinction, further setting them apart and threatening year-end lists all around. Just wait, you’ll see!

ClarkKent’s Prehistoric Pulls

Ilienses Tree // Toward the Storm [May 1st, 2026 – Meuse Music Records]

Ilienses Tree sow their roots deep into the island the band originates from—Sardinia, just off the coast of Italy. Their name, Ilienses, refers to an ancient Nuragic civilization that, during the Bronze Age, built impressive stone tower structures that still stand today. While the band isn’t nearly so old, their second album, Toward the Storm, dabbles in the sort of slow, deliberate doom that speaks of the patience of those ancient ruins. They lean towards a style of funeral doom that has the brutal power of My Dying Bride, but their record also contains the unpredictable dynamic drumming of Oromet and sneaks into speedier death/doom territory akin to Paradise Lost and Novembers Doom. Ilienses Tree have a mastery over melancholic lead riffs, such as the one that opens “To Not Be Forgotten.” “Sudden Rain” flexes the band’s creative muscle most impressively. Beginning in a slow burn and anchored by a poignant guitar lead, the song has a sudden burst of energy, turns in a lovely duet between arpeggiated riffs and bass, and features several more memorable and distinct guitar leads. Though the songs average nine minutes, they fit neatly into a 38-minute record, and thanks to progressive structures, they never feel overlong. If you’d like some music that simultaneously hits you in the feels and provides a shot of adrenaline, then go towards, not away from, this storm.

Anna Fiori // Metztli [May 21st, 2026 – Self Released]

Sometimes symphonic metal bands grow a touch stale from a failure to innovate, relying too heavily on the gimmick of symphonic instruments. Anna Fiori, however, has created something pretty special, with a Mexican/Aztec twist on the genre. Her band mixes “pre-Hispanic instrumentation” with cinematic symphonics and heavy guitars to create thrilling high-energy music. While some songs hit a more poppy Beyond the Black mold (“En El Vacio”), others take a longer-form route. The nine-minute “Luna Llena (Xiki Noeso)” blends indigenous chants and flutes with orchestral elements that sometimes sound like an exciting score to a whimsical adventure film. The highlight, “Luna Menguante (Nimotemak),” contains a mix of cool riffs, flutes, and blast beats before taking us on a bonkers ride involving operatic singing, off-kilter pianos, a few solos, and perhaps the summoning of a demon or two. While the song compositions are tons of fun, Fiori’s performance ties it all together. She sings in the sweet poppy manner of Epica’s Simone Simons, the operatic style of many a Therion singer, and even some growls in the spirit of Seven Spires’s Adrienne Cowen, if not quite her power. Fiori even briefly raps on a couple of tracks, with a pretty impressive section on the outro track, “Tetzahuitl, Pt. 2: El Origen,” and goes off-script with an infectious laugh on “Entre Mil Voces.” Clearly she’s having a lot of fun. Metztli hits some of the familiar symphonic notes while injecting enough personality of its own to make for an entertaining, and sometimes wild, ride.

Grin Reaper’s Spring Fling

Beyond the Veil // Oblivion [May 1st, 2026 – Wormholedeath Records]

There’s little online information about Tokyo prog metallers Beyond the Veil,2 and while I don’t recall how I stumbled across debut Oblivion, I’m glad I did. Upon listening, I was immediately enamored by their familiar yet enchanting blend of drama and technicality. Fans of Opeth and Dream Theater will uncover a trove of unapologetic prog where Beyond the Veil weaves gorgeously conceived instrumentation into intricate compositions. Oblivion also embraces long-form arrangements, sporting six tracks ranging between seven-and-a-half and sixteen minutes each. Credit to Beyond the Veil, though, because even with such robust runtimes totaling over an hour, Oblivion never feels repetitive or bankrupt of ideas. Quite the opposite, in fact, as each listen reveals new knots to untangle and coils to unwind. Perhaps the facet I’ve come to appreciate the most as I revisit Oblivion is Beyond the Veil’s merger of piano, mellotron, and orchestrations with guitar, bass, and drums. They’re hardly the first band to do this, but each song sounds well-attuned to incorporating the right instrument for the right part rather than spotlighting heavy-handed wankery, allowing Oblivion to soar. While Beyond the Veil doesn’t break the mold with this one, getting lost in Oblivion never sounded so sweet.

Lago // Vigil [May 8th, 2026 – Everlasting Spew Records]

Vigil introduced me to Lago and their infectiously abrasive death metal, and this album is forty-two minutes of unhinged brutality flecked with melody. The blood of Immolation, Morbid Angel, and Incantation pumps through Lago’s veins, delivering unapologetic tangles of dissonant, jangling guitars, fuming blast beats, and murky bass runs beneath Cole Jacobsen’s devilishly demented gutturals. Lago’s brew is potent stuff, swirling and churning with caustic acid that will leave your eardrums scarred and cowed with nary a moment wasted. Complimenting the devastating filth Lago dredges is Gus Barr’s warbling lead guitar, which cuts through the grime with off-kilter shredding. “Behold, Ruin” and “Initiation Rite” hit with the immediacy and aplomb of Immolation, lurching onwards with Brian Miller’s timekeeping straight out of Close to a World Below’s playbook. Meanwhile, “Procession into Slaughter” and “The Land Was a Desert” launch into Azagthoth-tinged, otherworldly riffs. Everything about Lago screams danger, yet once the blood starts flowing it’s impossible to turn away from their murderously addictive violence. Once Vigil has its hooks in you, you won’t want them to Lago.

Redshift // Down the Wire [May 29th, 2026 – Pale Wizard Records]

As a massive Rush fan, Redshift’s Down the Wire immediately caught my attention with ample parallels. A power trio wielding buttery smooth bass lines, Lifeson-leaning chords, and Tiago Martins’ tender tenor call to mind Canada’s greatest export for all the right reasons. Yet Bath, England’s Redshift is more than a Rush clone, and on Down the Wire they bounce and whip in syncopated flurries and chromatic runs while dabbling with vocoded vocals and deathly roars. As the best prog does, Redshift explores vast territory in a commensurately brief runtime. Opener “The Routine” hits the Rush influence hard and early, but “The Clown” draws upon Synchestra-era Devin Townsend kookiness while “The Rogue” dabbles in Yesified eclecticism and even features guest keys from Derek Sherinian (ex-Dream Theater, ex-Yngwie Malmsteen). One thing Redshift steers away from is the self-seriousness associated with a lot of prog, and Down the Wire radiates a pervasive sense of fun. Trumpets and samba-coded melodies enliven “The Rogue” while “The Singer” assaults with fierce growls, wicked solos, and perfectly balanced instrumental interplay. Down the Wire fires on all cylinders, scorching with progressive songwriting and so much replayability that I regret not getting the chance to write a review in full. If you’re Down to the Wire and need a prog fix quickly, Redshift is a clever choice that won’t disappoint.

Spicie Forrest’s Nostalgic Nugget

Haste the Day // Dissenter [May 1st, 2026 – Solid State Records]

I haven’t heard the name Haste the Day since 2008. At the time, I was on the tail end of my metalcore phase and pushing into heavier styles, so while I recognized their quality, I didn’t latch on to them as I did other acts of their ilk. It’s a shame, because Dissenter is the sound of my adolescence. Slinging the same emo-flavored metalcore as early As I Lay Dying and August Burns Red, the Indianapolis-based six-piece offers 39 minutes of beautifully aching nostalgia. Stephen Keech’s lead vocals sound pushed and strained (complimentary), evoking the emotion of early Linkin Park (“Shallows,” “Grave”). Guitarists Scott Whelan, Brennan Chaulk, and Dave Krysl are so in sync, delivering stellar layered riffs and leads felt in the soul (“Burn”). When Michael Murphy’s bass comes to the fore, as on “Liminal,” he brings a heaviness and intensity that hurtles me back to middle school like it was just yesterday. Dissenter is a bit heavier and faster on the front end, but even the not-quite-overwrought power ballads of the back half maintain their drive and pacing thanks to Giuseppe Capolupo’s kit work (“Adrift,” “Escape”). For those of us who cut our teeth on acts like Haste the Day, late-career and comeback albums can be an anxious affair, but I’m happy to report that Dissenter is a worthy walk down memory lane.

Nick Holmes looks EXACTLY like my PE teacher back in the days. I despised him wholeheartedly. Love #ParadiseLost though. #Wacken

"Could there be
Something that your world depends on in me?

Could it be
Nothing that you've learned from ash and debris?"

Paradise Lost - Ash & Debris

https://musiccloud.io/_EOPO

#Music #ParadiseLost

Watch: Kim Hyun Joo Reunites With Her Grown-Up Son Bae Hyeon Seong Who Went Missing As A Child In New Film “Paradise Lost” Teaser

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As its creators dare, modern metal music holds the unique position of having decades of realized and celebrated sounds to guide it. Whether it’s the harmonized crunch of Iron Maiden, the forlorn, minor-scale weeping of Paradise Lost, or the twisting, chiming builds of Fates Warning, classic styles like these build a world that transcends the simple attachment of a good chorus or solo. And in the lineage of NWOBHM fury, gothic sorrows, and progressive tinkering, Mark Sugar roots his long-running prog-ish, doom-ish, always heavy Black Sites project. Album after album, Sugar has explored his wide range of musical influences to capture that hard-to-attain feeling of nostalgia without ever being comfortable living in the shadow of any one band. Does For Eternity, then, as installment number five, cement the growing legacy of this recognizable Black Sites synthesis?

Like a worn body, scuffed pickguard six-string, Black Sites has aged with a trustworthy action in its idiosyncratic and progressive foundations. As our beloved DANG once noted, earlier albums like Exile felt like a playlist of Black Sites’ favorite metal songs recreated in the Black Sites fashion—far from a misstep when the material is as quality as Sugar and co. produce. 2021’s Untrue began the path toward a more controlled vision. But then with an extra rhythmic flashiness, 2023’s The Promised Land? saw Black Sites taking greater risks on complex, longer-form tracks contrasted with slower, crowd-ready bangers. On that latter endeavor, For Eternity doubles down and adds an even more ’80s-loaded riff flair. In the construction of tracks like “Giving Up the Ghost” and “Silent Wars,” it doesn’t take much effort to hear the homage to the deadly and moody axe-led precision of classics like Dio’s “The Last in Line” or Ozzy Osbourne’s “Rock ‘n’ Roll Rebel.” Yet in the presence of these touchpoints, Black Sites never loses its course down Sugar’s own expression of heavy metal appreciation.

Throughout For Eternity, a thundering momentum defines the Black Sites attacks. In well-paced bursts of four-to-six-or-so minutes, trademarked open string punctuation in melodies finds weight in power chord progressions, tom-heavy drum drives, and growling, thumpy bass struts.1 For those desiring a pick scrape to pull-off riff-fest, “Above Soil, Beneath Sky” and “Silent Wars” stand at attention to raised horns. And if it’s Sugar’s nimble fingers ripping between muted crunch and piercing, melodic solo work, “Aquarius Betrayed” and “When Prophecy Fails” provide all the nimble fretboard action one could ask for in this context. Whatever the mass of metal movement, Sugar’s slithering and workmanlike warble push and pull on unexpected beats with a relatable melancholy dressed as attachable choruses. While never as bright and boisterous as new co-conspirator Chris Black and his work in High Spirits, this iteration of Black Sites, no matter the tempo, plows through every bar with heavy metal purpose.

In coordination with this honed songcraft, a touch more production panache helps For Eternity wear a bigger presence than its predecessors. The Dan “The Man” Swanö mix/master effort emboldens Sugar and new axe-partner Lee Smith (Professor Emeritus) to find a warmth in tone and classy fullness in reverb that let precise pedal action and pickup shifts feel swift, seamless, and vibrant (“When It Calls,” “Aquarius Betrayed,” “When Prophecy Fails”). And despite the diversity in total attack that each song presents, a uniformity in staging helps Sugar’s sneaky array of snippy licks stick to memory no matter how intense the main refrain or soaring the solo can be (“Aquarius Betrayed,” “Above Soil, Beneath Sky,” “Silent Wars”). Again, the veteran conductor Chris Black (Dawnbringer, High Spirits, ex-Pharaoh) as a co-producer unlocks fine details like gentle synth backings and sneaky vocal layering that add depth and tension to moody intros and triumphant crescendos (“When It Calls,” “Aquarius Betrayed,” “Unanswered for Eternity”).2 Every choice matters, and every choice elevates what For Eternity has to offer.

With this level of calculated prowess, however, For Eternity doesn’t pack any surprises, or rather, doesn’t expand the Black Sites playbook by any significant value. But novelty for the sake of achieving novelty isn’t necessary for an album to succeed. As the fifth step in the Black Sites journey, For Eternity strikes with finesse. And sticking to a tested and refined palette of hooky, hammering, and harmonious heavy metal, Sugar has delivered an experience that, while easy to digest, unfolds new layers with each successive listen.

Rating: 4.0/5.0
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: PCM
Label: Self-Release
Websites: blacksites.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/blacksites
Releases Worldwide: July 17th, 2026

Little Dutch doom-death band Doomcult have been lurking around for 10 years, releasing three albums that haven’t earned them a large slice of mainstream notoriety. Starting life as the solo project of one J.G. Arts, Doomcult has been a vehicle for expressing J.G.’s adoration for the classic Peaceville-era sound made famous by My Dying Bride, Anathema, and Paradise Lost. Early albums played out like a love letter to the 90s Gothic-doom sound, with long, meandering compositions wallowing in chronic sadboi dysfunction. Fourth release, Sacrifice All Life, finds J.G. still running the show, but this time he brought in a vocalist to help round out the sound. The overall sonic blueprint has also been tweaked to incorporate more aggressive tempos and a greater death metal element to anger up the doomy musings. This makes for an interesting collection of tunes with a surprising amount of in-your-face heaviness and extremity.

Opener “Necromancer” wastes no time waking the dead with big, burly riffs. It feels more like High on Fire or Orange Goblin in spirit than classic doom-death, and the Peaceville-loving days seem a million miles away at first. Soon, roof-rattling leads that cleave closer to death metal ride roughshod as new vocalist Rens van Herp (or possibly J.G.) delivers booming death gurgles while someone (J.G., I assume) offers clean, thrash-like shouts. It’s quite effective, and those mid-tempo dino-riffs are impossible to resist or ignore. This is some satisfyingly heavy, forceful noise. I especially like how similar the clean vocals are to Bob Mayo of Wargasm. “Consciousness” cleaves closer to the early Peaceville days with mournful, depressive harmonies laying Gothic flowers on the gravesite as large, ugly death roars dominate the field. The aggressive elements soon resurface, and the dual-vocal attack pays dividends once again. The spikes in tempo keep the nearly 7 minutes moving and grooving, and there are interesting ideas sprinkled throughout the corpse broth.

The real acid test comes with the 15-minute album centerpiece “Sacrifice.” At times, the music reminds of classic Candlemass, and at others it invokes the raw, early days of Paradise Lost and Cathedral. It’s a study in how to hold a listener’s attention over a long period via slick songcraft. Tempos shift at key moments to break things up and keep you on your toes, and time becomes meaningless. Some segments are scuzzy death-doom, others read classic epic doom, and a few isolated bits stink of funeral doom and even stoner booty-shaking. All this is accomplished with very simplistic riff patterns and very little in the way of decorative harmonies. You reach the halfway point before you know it, and the ebb and flow carry you along effortlessly. I’ve seen far better-known and respected bands tank on songs this long, so it’s a wonder how well Doomcult pull it off. They even uncork blastbeats toward the finale, finally unchaining the guitar to noodle and spew. It’s a aural geyser of cathartic release. The goods keep flowing with the caveman-simplistic, but hooky riff-rolling of “Barbed Wire,” and “All Shall Fall,” which nods to Novembers Doom and Cemetery as well as olde Paradise Lost while delivering a massive truckload of prime riff beef to your doorstep. Could I do without the album closing with a re-recording of a song off their debut? Sure, but it provides a nice comparison point for where the band started and where they are now. Does the album feel long at 57 minutes? Not really. I assumed it was a 45-minute platter and was quite surprised when I saw the actual length. That’s a feather in their cap to be sure.

With J.G. handling almost all the guitar work, all other instruments, as well as the songwriting, lyrics, and backing vocals, this is his baby, and he deserves the lion’s share of credit for how effective and listenable Sacrifice All Life ends up. Sure, the shouted cleans are one-dimensional and don’t always work as well as they could, but that’s a minor niggle in the wake of the things that do work. The riffs make this album seethe and bubble with energy, and there’s way more fire and fury here than any doom-death platter should be allotted. If it’s Rens van Herp doing the death roars, kudos to him, as they’re massive, raw, and primal, giving the material all the heaviness it needs. The real star of the show is the songwriting, which manages to use fairly simple, stripped-down music to make long-form compositions pop and sizzle. Not an easy task, but Doomcult do it well.

Sacrifice All Life is another easy-to-miss release you likely won’t hear much about, but it definitely deserves attention. It isn’t doom-death, and it isn’t death-doom, but it sits somewhere in that inky blackness between the genres, and it packs a big wallop. I’ve been spinning it over and over and keep finding new things to appreciate. I’m now investigating their back catalog and studying up on this little Cult that could. You should too. Be a joiner!

Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Meuse Music
Websites: doomcult1.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/doomcultmetal | instagram.com/doomcultband
Releases Worldwide: July 17th, 2026

The Lowest Bid

The Lowest Bid by Stewart Stafford

The sceptre is cast to the shivering sea
with divine ordinance, codes of chivalry.
A blinding vision of the fallen from on high,
New roving dregs with a scavenger’s eye.

Yield up the light, coax out the dying flame,
Punishment for crimes revokes your name.
Was freedom built on ancient delusion?
It persists as the architect’s cold conclusion.

The most degrading and painful descent
is the one to the lower “kingdom” crescent,
Shadow throne invoked by seditious implication.
Collusion not coercion, mummified by mediation.

Trust not the expedient offer, the beatific start —
They can only embalm the chasms of the heart.

© 2026 Stewart Stafford. All rights reserved.

Add Autumnblaze to the list of long-standing bands you’ve likely never heard of. Formed in 1996, this German duo found inspiration in early Katatonia, though their vision has changed throughout the years. Glut will be their ninth full-length album,1 and their third with Argonauta Records. In the years before signing with Argonauta, when they were with Prophecy Productions, they added a few tricks to their bag from fellow labelmates, Empyrium, and still view them as an important influence today. Their last two releases reflect the diversity in their approach, from the acoustic and gentle Welkin Shores Burning (2020) to the light gothic rock of Auf Zerfetzten Schwingen (2024). What drew my attention to Autumnblaze was the mentions of The Vision Bleak and Paradise Lost, along with Katatonia, in their promo materials. At 13 songs, is Glut too much of a good thing, or will it have you happily gorging on their vision of sadboi gothic metal?

Glut trends much heavier and more metal than anything they’ve released for Argonauta. While harsh vocals were present very rarely on their 2024 release, here they are a prominent feature. Vocalist Eldron slips back and forth between cleans and growls, which serve as effective foils for the harsh/gentle dynamic on the record. His growls, more raspy than deep-throated, lend a violent darkness, while the melodic tilt of his cleans brings a tender melancholy. The catchy chorus on “Kerkersonne” will have you singing along and seeking to brush up on your German to better understand the words tugging at your heartstrings.2 The guitar tone is also louder and heavier than on prior releases, and Arisjel sets an energetic, brisk pace on the drums that keeps things from growing too dark or saccharine. Autumblaze mix the gothic melodicism of Katatonia and The Vision Bleak with a more blackened, almost shoegaze-y edge on the guitars and vocals to create an impassioned record that is simultaneously joyful, angry, and sad.

Unlike the prog of Katatonia or the more unpredictable nature of Weird Tales, Autumnblaze favor a much more formulaic structure that proves both a boon and a bane. “Licht Aus” sets the general template for most songs, beginning harsh and heavy before Eldron’s cleans soften the tone for a more palatable chorus. This formula is a comfort, as Eldron’s cleans prove a balm to soothe the harshness of his growls—whether intentional or not, there is a sort of harm/heal dynamic to the music. Of course, where the formula proves a comfort, it also grows a touch repetitive. Glut is an incredibly pleasurable listening experience, yet hearing the same formula across 13 tracks becomes tiresome. It also doesn’t help that Autumnblaze write largely standard rock riffs without any melodic leads to help songs stand apart from one another.

When Autumnblaze mixes up their formula, it also comes with mixed results. “Glut” features some arpeggios that are a nice change of pace, while “Mondmann” forgoes the growls in favor of a pleasantly poppy, but still heavy, metal song. In other ways, their nuanced alterations to the formula prove nuisances. There’s an unfortunate focus on spoken word elements, with “Heilung,” “Glut,” and “Geisteskind” all using them in place of the growls. On top of that, instrumentally, the music is weakest during the spoken segments. “Heilung” and “Geisteskind” both opt for low-energy, uninteresting instrumentals during these moments, but they grow more enjoyable when the cleans kick in. “Heilung” in particular wastes a pretty terrific performance from Arjon by splitting half the song with the tedious spoken parts. Despite these issues, Glut’s strengths weigh favorably enough to make it more enjoyable than not.

Glut truly is a pleasant listening experience that effectively touches on a range of impassioned feelings. Autumnblaze have honed in on a successful formula that works for most of Glut’s 42-minute runtime, even if it starts to bow under the weight of its 13 songs. Having revisited their past stuff, I feel that Glut is the best they’ve ever sounded, both from a production and songwriting perspective. While it’s true they may have injected a little more variety in the past, their earlier stuff didn’t really stick as Glut does. So, sure, there are a few issues to work out, but if 30 years later you sound this fresh, that’s a win.

Rating: 3.0/5.0
DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Argonauta Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: June 26th, 2026

Successfully demonstrated today that driving alone in heavy, slow traffic goes well with Paradise Lost. Very, very well.

https://paradiselostofficial.bandcamp.com/album/ascension

#ParadiseLost #DoomMetal

Sidder helt stille på terrassen og fejrer endnu en afsluttet dag i trædemøllen. #ParadiseLost (Tyrants Serenade som jeg nyligt har opdaget) på den digitale pladespiller. En subtil vind gør det udholdeligt.

Øj, next up er #Airbourne med Back in the Game. En helt fantastisk #80er #farrock vibe.

Finally got around to publishing my notes on Paradise Lost, which I read with the Classics Book Club on Reddit.

https://sofiabelen.github.io/literature/paradise-lost-a-christian-upbringing-lens/

#Bookstodon #ParadiseLost #Milton #ClassicLiterature #BookClub

In a week where I was forced to bail on my half of a double review of Warning’s righteous comeback due to time constraints, a new band from Italy found their way into my ears and heart, offering succor and sweet redemption. In Vespro play doom-death in the vein of early Katatonia, Paradise Lost, and my much beloved Rapture. On their Where Silence Used to Sleep debut, they pull out all the stops to make a tried-and-true style sound as fresh in 2026 as it did back in 1993. Featuring members of Svart Vinter and Veil of Conspiracy,1 In Vespro demonstrate a firm grasp of the sadboi essentials, crafting anthems to despair, loss, and hopelessness with hooks that stick in your swollen tear ducts and keep you hanging around for all the weepy unhappiness. That’s how you get Steel in the yard to have a good cry!

As soon as opener “Fading Hollow” takes flight, you’re cast back to Katatonia’s Brave Murder Day era for a sullen simmer in the crockpot of eternal sadness. It’s instantly likeable and after a few spins, lovable. The morose riffs and glum harmonies conjure the melancholies, and frontman Luca Gagnoni’s vocals are perfect; no clean singing, just a wounded death roar. Can you complain that it’s too close to the Brave Murder Day sound? No, because that way madness lies. “Ghost Inside Tomorrow” is like a long-lost Rapture song, and that gets my full attention. The heaving, sighing guitars also bear the pungent stench of prime Paradise Lost. “Absence Becomes Her” keeps the dour times rolling with an upbeat pace, but the mood remains despondent, even when they spice things up with some unexpectedly noodly guitar work.

By the album’s mid-point, I was so impressed that I started to doubt the second half could keep pace. It does, with killer cuts like “Beneath the Unseen,” which feels deceptively simple on first exposure, led by some very Paradise Lost-adjacent guitar lines, but it does just enough with the classic melodoom formula to make things percolate with pain and remorse. “Ashes of the Dawn” is another textbook example of how to write effective melodoom and make it stick to the ribs. It’s unhurried and grim, but the melody in the weepy guitars carries you along effortlessly from segment to segment. “The Last Light” could’ve fallen off the back of the Draconian Times tour van, so you know that’s a win. Happily, no song feels like filler, and the album functions well as a whole. At a tight, trim 40 minutes and with all songs in the 3-5 minute window, the album moves at a near-perfect pace, and no song overstays its welcome. In fact, several cuts are all the better for their brevity, leaving you wanting more. The production is great with a warm sound and a mix that allows the guitars the weight and space they need for maximum effect, while leaving plenty of room for everything else to breathe.

The guitar tandem of Luca Gagnoni and Emanuaels Marino is a talented one, spinning somber leads that submerge the soul in icy grave water. The harmonies are subtle but impactful and funerary, and the sudden flashes of semi-wanky solos are a nice surprise. Gagnoni is aces as a melodoom vocalist, moving effectively between early days Jonas Renkse and Nick Holmes death bellows and more acerbic blackened wails. There’s no clean singing whatsoever, only occasional spoken word segments. This isn’t an issue, but a few forlorn singing stanzas would make for a nice change-up. If there’s a complaint to be made, it’s how close In Vespro cleave to their obvious influences. It’s impossible to spin this and not hear Katatonia and Rapture looming large in the writing, but when it’s done well, does it really matter? The short answer is fook no.

Where Silence Used to Sleep is a very impressive debut from In Vespro, and it’s quite an effective mood piece album. Mark it as one of those unheralded and happy surprises the promo sump vomits forth when the stars align and the tentacles favor the bold. I may have missed my chance to weigh in on Warning, but I caught this dark beauty as a consolation prize. Life is good (and sad).

Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 11 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Meuse Music
Websites: invespro.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/invesprodoom | instagram.com/invespro_doommetal
Releases Worldwide: June 19th, 2026