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Aversio Humanitatis – To Become the Endless Static Review By Thus SpokeThe thing I am most afraid of is losing my mind. The progressive destruction dementia wreaks upon a brain is upsetting enough to endure from the outside, but the horror of that brain potentially being mine is a thought that keeps me up at night. While not explicitly about dementia, To Become the Endless Static follows the disintegration of a person’s mind as “[a]ll pathways, dreams and connections to what once formed their identity spiral down, merging into the great nothing, the endless static.” It’s a frightening, abstract concept that naturally suits Aversio Humanitatis’ brand of freeform dissonant black metal, which here takes a turn for the still more intense and unsettling. The group have garnered a reputation for long rumination between releases, and though not everyone might agree, 2020’s Behold the Silent Dwellers demonstrated the fruitfulness of this approach with its nine-year-awaited greatness. Six years on, with the sophomore but a shadow in the nebulous past, the apparition of Endless Static portended greatness once more, in addition to a genuinely scary theme. I was only too happy to indulge my masochism.
Much like the march of time and an incurable disease, Endless Static does not wait until you’re ready before attacking. “Long Stretch the Shadows” threatens whiplash as it erupts off the start line with relentless percussion and tremolos bending at uncomfortable angles. It epitomises the shift in Aversio Humanitatis’ already extreme and dissonant style towards a still more complex, confrontational, and often faster version of itself, which dominates across the album. Rhythms shift more frequently, and the distortion wrought by the layering of agonised roars and churning riffs is more clamorous; even the slower aspects are more haunting. Endless Static sees a leaning into a chaotic splendour akin to a sped-up Patristic, a more acerbic Schammasch, rendered in a deceptively melodic, deeply atmospheric way that at turns also recalls Aeviterne and Selbst. But Aversio Humanitatis prefer to create their mournfulness and urgency by disguising it as dissonance in a way distinct from any of the above. Endless Static is a masterful distillation of this practice: a soundscape whose violently aversive face admits more honesty and beauty the more you allow it.
Endless Static doesn’t just embody its concept generally; it lives it viscerally. The lurching of discordant scales (title track, “Blackened Mold Marrow”), and repeated strip-back and surge in of percussion (“Long Stretch…,” “Collapsing into the Resonance”) is upsetting yet mesmerising. And its transformation into a stumbling sway (“Strange Angles,” “The White Noise is Calling”) elevates unease with doubt. Shuddering, multitracked screams, cymbals panting like laboured breaths, and disorienting rhythm and riff patterns (“Strange Angles,” “Blackened Mold Marrow”) express the nightmare of incurable confusion. The soft creep of a melancholic tremolo behind the recurrent tumbles of percussion, and the bleeding of their melody into the pervasive atmosphere (title track, “Collapsing…”) communicate the grief of loss and the fear of the future. These patterns develop with the runtime too: the tightness with which harmony is sealed into overtly cold guitar lines slowly loosens and vocals slip more frequently into a desperate, anguished wail, culminating in the stirring lead melodies and devastating resistance of closing duo “The White Noise…” and “Collapsing…” All the while, the terror-amplifying resonance of the vocals and sinister edge to the riffs never ceases to feel frightening. But Aversio Humanitatis’ ability to shape these dissonant waves of assault into something beautiful without compromising on this affecting frightfulness makes Endless Static greatly more compelling than it otherwise might have been.
That Aversio Humanitatis can communicate all this so compellingly in a mere 35 minutes makes it that much more impactful. The speed at which “Long Stretch…”‘s confrontational unease becomes the ardour-filled protest “Collapsing…” is upsetting—another metaphor perhaps. This brings me to my only real complaint about Endless Static, which is how short it is; though I suppose it’s better to have brilliance and be left hungry than have a flawed abundance. I must, more importantly, draw attention to the drumming—courtesy of J.H—that rivals last year’s Patristic in its tenacity, dynamism, and unhinged precision whilst being so ridiculously fast and expressive (“Blackened Mold Marrow” has my jaw on the floor). Its speed and violence play no small part in Endless Static’s horror. I am also sometimes drawn to wonder if vocalist A.M is actually undergoing some phantasmagorical transformation, so wild and terrifying are his howls.
Dissonant black metal bands and degenerative diseases operate in the shadows, but Aversio Humanitatis now, if never before, deserves all the light we can cast on them. But more likely that this hypnotically horrifying work will yank you violently into its darkness. Harrowingly inexorable even in its brevity, one can’t escape the draw To Become the Endless Static.
Rating: Excellent
#2026 #45 #Aeviterne #Apr26 #AversioHumanitatis #BlackMetal #DeathMetal #DebemurMortiProductions #DissonantBlackMetal #Patristic #Review #Reviews #Schammasch #Selbst #SpanishMetal #ToBecomeTheEndlessStatic
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Debemur Morti Productions
Websites: Official | Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: April 24th, 2026 -
Aversio Humanitatis – To Become the Endless Static Review By Thus SpokeThe thing I am most afraid of is losing my mind. The progressive destruction dementia wreaks upon a brain is upsetting enough to endure from the outside, but the horror of that brain potentially being mine is a thought that keeps me up at night. While not explicitly about dementia, To Become the Endless Static follows the disintegration of a person’s mind as “[a]ll pathways, dreams and connections to what once formed their identity spiral down, merging into the great nothing, the endless static.” It’s a frightening, abstract concept that naturally suits Aversio Humanitatis’ brand of freeform dissonant black metal, which here takes a turn for the still more intense and unsettling. The group have garnered a reputation for long rumination between releases, and though not everyone might agree, 2020’s Behold the Silent Dwellers demonstrated the fruitfulness of this approach with its nine-year-awaited greatness. Six years on, with the sophomore but a shadow in the nebulous past, the apparition of Endless Static portended greatness once more, in addition to a genuinely scary theme. I was only too happy to indulge my masochism.
Much like the march of time and an incurable disease, Endless Static does not wait until you’re ready before attacking. “Long Stretch the Shadows” threatens whiplash as it erupts off the start line with relentless percussion and tremolos bending at uncomfortable angles. It epitomises the shift in Aversio Humanitatis’ already extreme and dissonant style towards a still more complex, confrontational, and often faster version of itself, which dominates across the album. Rhythms shift more frequently, and the distortion wrought by the layering of agonised roars and churning riffs is more clamorous; even the slower aspects are more haunting. Endless Static sees a leaning into a chaotic splendour akin to a sped-up Patristic, a more acerbic Schammasch, rendered in a deceptively melodic, deeply atmospheric way that at turns also recalls Aeviterne and Selbst. But Aversio Humanitatis prefer to create their mournfulness and urgency by disguising it as dissonance in a way distinct from any of the above. Endless Static is a masterful distillation of this practice: a soundscape whose violently aversive face admits more honesty and beauty the more you allow it.
Endless Static doesn’t just embody its concept generally; it lives it viscerally. The lurching of discordant scales (title track, “Blackened Mold Marrow”), and repeated strip-back and surge in of percussion (“Long Stretch…,” “Collapsing into the Resonance”) is upsetting yet mesmerising. And its transformation into a stumbling sway (“Strange Angles,” “The White Noise is Calling”) elevates unease with doubt. Shuddering, multitracked screams, cymbals panting like laboured breaths, and disorienting rhythm and riff patterns (“Strange Angles,” “Blackened Mold Marrow”) express the nightmare of incurable confusion. The soft creep of a melancholic tremolo behind the recurrent tumbles of percussion, and the bleeding of their melody into the pervasive atmosphere (title track, “Collapsing…”) communicate the grief of loss and the fear of the future. These patterns develop with the runtime too: the tightness with which harmony is sealed into overtly cold guitar lines slowly loosens and vocals slip more frequently into a desperate, anguished wail, culminating in the stirring lead melodies and devastating resistance of closing duo “The White Noise…” and “Collapsing…” All the while, the terror-amplifying resonance of the vocals and sinister edge to the riffs never ceases to feel frightening. But Aversio Humanitatis’ ability to shape these dissonant waves of assault into something beautiful without compromising on this affecting frightfulness makes Endless Static greatly more compelling than it otherwise might have been.
That Aversio Humanitatis can communicate all this so compellingly in a mere 35 minutes makes it that much more impactful. The speed at which “Long Stretch…”‘s confrontational unease becomes the ardour-filled protest “Collapsing…” is upsetting—another metaphor perhaps. This brings me to my only real complaint about Endless Static, which is how short it is; though I suppose it’s better to have brilliance and be left hungry than have a flawed abundance. I must, more importantly, draw attention to the drumming—courtesy of J.H—that rivals last year’s Patristic in its tenacity, dynamism, and unhinged precision whilst being so ridiculously fast and expressive (“Blackened Mold Marrow” has my jaw on the floor). Its speed and violence play no small part in Endless Static’s horror. I am also sometimes drawn to wonder if vocalist A.M is actually undergoing some phantasmagorical transformation, so wild and terrifying are his howls.
Dissonant black metal bands and degenerative diseases operate in the shadows, but Aversio Humanitatis now, if never before, deserves all the light we can cast on them. But more likely that this hypnotically horrifying work will yank you violently into its darkness. Harrowingly inexorable even in its brevity, one can’t escape the draw To Become the Endless Static.
Rating: Excellent
#2026 #45 #Aeviterne #Apr26 #AversioHumanitatis #BlackMetal #DeathMetal #DebemurMortiProductions #DissonantBlackMetal #Patristic #Review #Reviews #Schammasch #Selbst #SpanishMetal #ToBecomeTheEndlessStatic
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Debemur Morti Productions
Websites: Official | Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: April 24th, 2026 -
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ColdCell – Age of Unreason Review
By Thus Spoke
Sometimes an album’s artwork is just perfect. The art for ColdCell’s Age of Unreason is one such example. A man—his state of undress suggesting hermitude, a rejection of civilisation, or perhaps just haste—running across a landscape littered with skulls whose faces are frozen in grotesque masks, a burning sun dominating the scene, and everything save that rag drained of all colour. Escape, and freedom from modern society come instantly to mind; or perhaps it is our protagonist who is the barbarian—uncivilised, and literally stepping on others in pursuit of his own goal. Whichever interpretation one chooses, they fit equally well, as ColdCell “venture deeper into social abysses and explore the (un)reason of being.” It is not misanthropy, but a lament over humankind’s discordant, destructive ways, and apathy towards the suffering of others that characterises this album. And it pairs quite magnificently with ColdCell’s own brand of eerie black metal.
ColdCell don’t fix what isn’t broken, their black metal remains imbued with layers of drawling melancholic melodies that pleasingly blunt the serrated edge of harsh vocals and vitriolic tremolo. Having the drummer of Schammasch in their midst, it’s perhaps no coincidence that they have historically sounded a little like a less long-winded iteration of that band, while in terms of delivery coming close to Dymna Lotva. Make no mistake, however, they are a unique force all of their own. Misanthropic nihilism has always been the characteristic core of their music, and this comes through both in these undulating waves of sinister, desperate refrains, but equally through vocals that are not only barbed and bleeding with pathos, but also thoughtful and articulate. And ColdCell seem to be following their own conceptual and musical train of thought to its next logical step. Whereas prior album The Greater Evil felt like a cry of anguish and rage, Age of Unreason trades in something closer to apathy, dialling down on the humming atmospheres in exchange for a more balanced blend of ambient and progressive that trades some beauty for brute force, but keeps a strong emotional heart.
Because of this new approach, Age of Unreason strikes with a little more immediacy than its predecessor, whilst retaining a signature urgent atmosphere. The band have a knack for laying down drama in deceptively few strokes, keeping it at a constant state of urgency, without breaching the boundary of overwrought, and thus creating endless, shivery tension. Every track builds seamlessly, and there’s something undeniable about the endlessly circling, driving rhythm, the interplay between a dragging chord or a hanging note and the flutters of rollovers (“Left,” “Meaningless,” “Discord”), the muted flurry of riffs (“Hope and Failure”) and the pulse of ambience. Rushes of buzzing tremolo veiled in warm, electric smoke draw out the refrain into an adrenaline-fuelled charge (“Hope and Failure,” “Sink our Souls”), bridge the gap between a line-ending howl of a lyric (“Left,” “Discord”), or stalk upwards before exploding (“Meaningless”). Amplifying the pathos is the clearest vocal delivery of ColdCell’s career, making for some deliciously morbid moments (One thing in life is certain: that we are all going to die, eventually – “Hope and Failure” ), as well as pure thrilling ones where the album name (“Left” ) or song title (“Discord”) are belted out. All happening as percussion slips away; or a crawl turns to a stampede or the instrumentation erupts into a frenzy of panicked, fluttering black metal.
The record’s particular flavour of despondency emanates even through the very tone of the guitars, and the yearning key of minor themes that span each song, carrying a common thread. Just as in previous albums, this dour sentiment lends furious and atmospheric passages alike a solemnity, tinged with a discomfiting twist when a line slips into dissonance just for a moment (“Meaningless,” “Sink our Souls”). Despite this, Age of Unreason feels a little shallower, musically anyway than that which came before. It cleaves faster to the mind, but its wounds it leaves are less deep, certainly, at least, than The Greater Evil. While symptomatic of the record’s bleak concept, and coming with the benefit of more immediately striking compositions and stickier refrains, it feels, however slightly, like a kind of step down. This is no fault in production—the master is perfectly clear—but rather a case of the wails being less agonised, the climaxes less soul-rending, the songs reaching just a little less far.
Let not the above cloud your judgement; Age of Unreason is a very good record. In a world where black metal is so easily a regurgitation of a tired formula, or pleasant vibey-ness on the atmospheric end, ColdCell prove, again, that they stand out. Intriguing, compelling, and layered, it belongs in the upper echelons of modern extreme music, and deserves—and will easily get—many reslistens.
Rating: Very Good
DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: AOP Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: July 26th, 2024#2024 #35 #AgeOfUncreason #AOPRecords #AtmosphericBlackMetal #BlackMetal #ColdCell #DymnaLotva #Jul24 #MelodicBlackMetal #Review #Reviews #Schammasch #SwissMetal
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ColdCell – Age of Unreason Review
By Thus Spoke
Sometimes an album’s artwork is just perfect. The art for ColdCell’s Age of Unreason is one such example. A man—his state of undress suggesting hermitude, a rejection of civilisation, or perhaps just haste—running across a landscape littered with skulls whose faces are frozen in grotesque masks, a burning sun dominating the scene, and everything save that rag drained of all colour. Escape, and freedom from modern society come instantly to mind; or perhaps it is our protagonist who is the barbarian—uncivilised, and literally stepping on others in pursuit of his own goal. Whichever interpretation one chooses, they fit equally well, as ColdCell “venture deeper into social abysses and explore the (un)reason of being.” It is not misanthropy, but a lament over humankind’s discordant, destructive ways, and apathy towards the suffering of others that characterises this album. And it pairs quite magnificently with ColdCell’s own brand of eerie black metal.
ColdCell don’t fix what isn’t broken, their black metal remains imbued with layers of drawling melancholic melodies that pleasingly blunt the serrated edge of harsh vocals and vitriolic tremolo. Having the drummer of Schammasch in their midst, it’s perhaps no coincidence that they have historically sounded a little like a less long-winded iteration of that band, while in terms of delivery coming close to Dymna Lotva. Make no mistake, however, they are a unique force all of their own. Misanthropic nihilism has always been the characteristic core of their music, and this comes through both in these undulating waves of sinister, desperate refrains, but equally through vocals that are not only barbed and bleeding with pathos, but also thoughtful and articulate. And ColdCell seem to be following their own conceptual and musical train of thought to its next logical step. Whereas prior album The Greater Evil felt like a cry of anguish and rage, Age of Unreason trades in something closer to apathy, dialling down on the humming atmospheres in exchange for a more balanced blend of ambient and progressive that trades some beauty for brute force, but keeps a strong emotional heart.
Because of this new approach, Age of Unreason strikes with a little more immediacy than its predecessor, whilst retaining a signature urgent atmosphere. The band have a knack for laying down drama in deceptively few strokes, keeping it at a constant state of urgency, without breaching the boundary of overwrought, and thus creating endless, shivery tension. Every track builds seamlessly, and there’s something undeniable about the endlessly circling, driving rhythm, the interplay between a dragging chord or a hanging note and the flutters of rollovers (“Left,” “Meaningless,” “Discord”), the muted flurry of riffs (“Hope and Failure”) and the pulse of ambience. Rushes of buzzing tremolo veiled in warm, electric smoke draw out the refrain into an adrenaline-fuelled charge (“Hope and Failure,” “Sink our Souls”), bridge the gap between a line-ending howl of a lyric (“Left,” “Discord”), or stalk upwards before exploding (“Meaningless”). Amplifying the pathos is the clearest vocal delivery of ColdCell’s career, making for some deliciously morbid moments (One thing in life is certain: that we are all going to die, eventually – “Hope and Failure” ), as well as pure thrilling ones where the album name (“Left” ) or song title (“Discord”) are belted out. All happening as percussion slips away; or a crawl turns to a stampede or the instrumentation erupts into a frenzy of panicked, fluttering black metal.
The record’s particular flavour of despondency emanates even through the very tone of the guitars, and the yearning key of minor themes that span each song, carrying a common thread. Just as in previous albums, this dour sentiment lends furious and atmospheric passages alike a solemnity, tinged with a discomfiting twist when a line slips into dissonance just for a moment (“Meaningless,” “Sink our Souls”). Despite this, Age of Unreason feels a little shallower, musically anyway than that which came before. It cleaves faster to the mind, but its wounds it leaves are less deep, certainly, at least, than The Greater Evil. While symptomatic of the record’s bleak concept, and coming with the benefit of more immediately striking compositions and stickier refrains, it feels, however slightly, like a kind of step down. This is no fault in production—the master is perfectly clear—but rather a case of the wails being less agonised, the climaxes less soul-rending, the songs reaching just a little less far.
Let not the above cloud your judgement; Age of Unreason is a very good record. In a world where black metal is so easily a regurgitation of a tired formula, or pleasant vibey-ness on the atmospheric end, ColdCell prove, again, that they stand out. Intriguing, compelling, and layered, it belongs in the upper echelons of modern extreme music, and deserves—and will easily get—many reslistens.
Rating: Very Good
DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: AOP Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: July 26th, 2024#2024 #35 #AgeOfUncreason #AOPRecords #AtmosphericBlackMetal #BlackMetal #ColdCell #DymnaLotva #Jul24 #MelodicBlackMetal #Review #Reviews #Schammasch #SwissMetal
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Some Schammasch to end the weekend.
I hear these guys have a new album out soon, this makes me happy.
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14 Black Metal Bands That Embrace Other Genres
A list for when black metal die-hards fall victims to ennui.https://metalinjection.net/lists/14-black-metal-bands-that-embrace-other-genres
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A list for when black metal die-hards fall victims to ennui.https://metalinjection.net/lists/14-black-metal-bands-that-embrace-other-genres
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Schweizer Metalfreunde! Am Karfreitag, 7.4., organisiere ich in der Schüür Luzern einen Talk über Metal & Religion u.a. mit Okoi Jones von #Bölzer, danach spielen #Schammasch. Würde mich freuen, den einen oder die andere aus der TL zu sehen & danke für Spreading the Gospel!
