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By Alekhines Gun
Arguably more than any other subgenre, doom metal is as much about aesthetic as it is raw substance. The meshing of tone with riffs of tectonic heft to compensate the substitution of speed with glacial pace is key to the formula, with many a genre great being defined by the two elements in equal measure. Long running doom outfit Slowmatics, first founded in 2004, are here to drop their eighth LP Atomicult, and have opted to modify this approach a little by making a cosmic themed album. Being a sucker for space and all its aural manifestations, I was intrigued to see whether such a relatively rare framework could mesh well with the force and requisite black-hole summoning doom is known for. Strap on your jet packs and pack extra oxygen, and let’s take a quick dip through the cosmos!
Atomicult is an album of two blended flavors. The first is the doom traditional, with slow-moving riffs coated in meteor debris. Not quite as outlandishly bass-shaking as the best of Electric Wizard nor as immediately in your face as Weedeater, the tone offers adequate fuzz to carry the plodding tempo with enough depth to qualify for dooms requisite heaviness. The vocals of Marty (who also serves on drums) have a positive, uplifting quality to them, all cleans with a solid timbre, making them somewhat comparable to more simplistic power metal in their positivity and charm. “Relics” offers a break from the doom proper for a Panopticon-esque strummed and plucked interlude where guitarists David and Chris show off some different songwriting chops while Marty gets to drop an octave and show off a little more of his range. Anyone looking for a more oppressive or depressive quality won’t find such things here, as Atomicult reaches out for a much more celestial approach.
The second flavor helps in this presentation by drenching the majority of the album in synthscapes. If you were a stan for the last Blood Incantation release there’s a lot for you to enjoy here, with tracks like “Night Grief” and “Physical Witching” slathering the guitars in all kinds of electronic leads and ambient fillings. These elements are no mere flourish, but a main staple of the album (only missing in a handful of songs) emphasizing the attempt at a genuinely ethereal journey. Atomicult isn’t an album for you to wallow in your sorrow or declare war on your enemies, but instead sounds in theme like it would be a blast to hear live if you were baked off your biscuit at a laser light show.
The problem is I am neither baked off my biscuit1 nor at a laser light show, and stripped of its contextual placements Atomicult has absolutely nothing to recommend it over its peers. Riffs are boring, meandering, and far from catchy, with nothing to justify their repetition. The tone lacks the violence to carry the minimalism, and the synths only work to serve as a saccharine distraction rather than imbibe a true sense of heavenly beauty in the void, both guitar rooted and otherwise. It doesn’t help that Marty has a nice set of pipes but keeps his vocals constrained to the limited spaces of the riffs instead of carving out melodies for counterpoint or emphasis, with only his oft-repeated lyrical refrain of “Behold the moon, the sun, the stars, the sky”2 hitting a melody anyone could call sing-along inducing. Literally everything across this offering hits the target of “Just enough”. The tone is just heavy enough, the riffs just heavy enough, the synths just colorful enough, the vocals just pretty enough to prevent me from declaring anything bad, but absolutely nothing here is engaging enough for me to call anything good.
In the end, Slowmatics have presented an album of all aesthetic and very little of substance. It’s clearly doom, it’s clearly space themed, and it’s clearly pretty, but it doesn’t captivate, stimulate, or in any way command attention from song to song and nothing sticks to the listener when the album ceases to play. This is disappointing, as I like doom, space themes, and pretty things, but Atomicult manages to aspire to check off the labels in name only. If you’re still on the prowl for extraterrestrial music or need more doom in your life in general, there’s certainly more unlistenable out there, but nothing here to make me recommend it as anything worthy of attention but for the deepest of the genre aficionados.
Rating: 2.0/5.0
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Majestic Mountain Records
Website: Album Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: September 12th, 2025#20 #2025 #Atomicult #BloodIncantation #DoomMetal #ElectricWizard #MajesticMountainRecords #Panopticon #Review #Reviews #Sep25 #Slomatics #UKMetal #Weedeater
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By Alekhines Gun
Arguably more than any other subgenre, doom metal is as much about aesthetic as it is raw substance. The meshing of tone with riffs of tectonic heft to compensate the substitution of speed with glacial pace is key to the formula, with many a genre great being defined by the two elements in equal measure. Long running doom outfit Slowmatics, first founded in 2004, are here to drop their eighth LP Atomicult, and have opted to modify this approach a little by making a cosmic themed album. Being a sucker for space and all its aural manifestations, I was intrigued to see whether such a relatively rare framework could mesh well with the force and requisite black-hole summoning doom is known for. Strap on your jet packs and pack extra oxygen, and let’s take a quick dip through the cosmos!
Atomicult is an album of two blended flavors. The first is the doom traditional, with slow-moving riffs coated in meteor debris. Not quite as outlandishly bass-shaking as the best of Electric Wizard nor as immediately in your face as Weedeater, the tone offers adequate fuzz to carry the plodding tempo with enough depth to qualify for dooms requisite heaviness. The vocals of Marty (who also serves on drums) have a positive, uplifting quality to them, all cleans with a solid timbre, making them somewhat comparable to more simplistic power metal in their positivity and charm. “Relics” offers a break from the doom proper for a Panopticon-esque strummed and plucked interlude where guitarists David and Chris show off some different songwriting chops while Marty gets to drop an octave and show off a little more of his range. Anyone looking for a more oppressive or depressive quality won’t find such things here, as Atomicult reaches out for a much more celestial approach.
The second flavor helps in this presentation by drenching the majority of the album in synthscapes. If you were a stan for the last Blood Incantation release there’s a lot for you to enjoy here, with tracks like “Night Grief” and “Physical Witching” slathering the guitars in all kinds of electronic leads and ambient fillings. These elements are no mere flourish, but a main staple of the album (only missing in a handful of songs) emphasizing the attempt at a genuinely ethereal journey. Atomicult isn’t an album for you to wallow in your sorrow or declare war on your enemies, but instead sounds in theme like it would be a blast to hear live if you were baked off your biscuit at a laser light show.
The problem is I am neither baked off my biscuit1 nor at a laser light show, and stripped of its contextual placements Atomicult has absolutely nothing to recommend it over its peers. Riffs are boring, meandering, and far from catchy, with nothing to justify their repetition. The tone lacks the violence to carry the minimalism, and the synths only work to serve as a saccharine distraction rather than imbibe a true sense of heavenly beauty in the void, both guitar rooted and otherwise. It doesn’t help that Marty has a nice set of pipes but keeps his vocals constrained to the limited spaces of the riffs instead of carving out melodies for counterpoint or emphasis, with only his oft-repeated lyrical refrain of “Behold the moon, the sun, the stars, the sky”2 hitting a melody anyone could call sing-along inducing. Literally everything across this offering hits the target of “Just enough”. The tone is just heavy enough, the riffs just heavy enough, the synths just colorful enough, the vocals just pretty enough to prevent me from declaring anything bad, but absolutely nothing here is engaging enough for me to call anything good.
In the end, Slowmatics have presented an album of all aesthetic and very little of substance. It’s clearly doom, it’s clearly space themed, and it’s clearly pretty, but it doesn’t captivate, stimulate, or in any way command attention from song to song and nothing sticks to the listener when the album ceases to play. This is disappointing, as I like doom, space themes, and pretty things, but Atomicult manages to aspire to check off the labels in name only. If you’re still on the prowl for extraterrestrial music or need more doom in your life in general, there’s certainly more unlistenable out there, but nothing here to make me recommend it as anything worthy of attention but for the deepest of the genre aficionados.
Rating: 2.0/5.0
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Majestic Mountain Records
Website: Album Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: September 12th, 2025#20 #2025 #Atomicult #BloodIncantation #DoomMetal #ElectricWizard #MajesticMountainRecords #Panopticon #Review #Reviews #Sep25 #Slomatics #UKMetal #Weedeater
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By Alekhines Gun
Arguably more than any other subgenre, doom metal is as much about aesthetic as it is raw substance. The meshing of tone with riffs of tectonic heft to compensate the substitution of speed with glacial pace is key to the formula, with many a genre great being defined by the two elements in equal measure. Long running doom outfit Slowmatics, first founded in 2004, are here to drop their eighth LP Atomicult, and have opted to modify this approach a little by making a cosmic themed album. Being a sucker for space and all its aural manifestations, I was intrigued to see whether such a relatively rare framework could mesh well with the force and requisite black-hole summoning doom is known for. Strap on your jet packs and pack extra oxygen, and let’s take a quick dip through the cosmos!
Atomicult is an album of two blended flavors. The first is the doom traditional, with slow-moving riffs coated in meteor debris. Not quite as outlandishly bass-shaking as the best of Electric Wizard nor as immediately in your face as Weedeater, the tone offers adequate fuzz to carry the plodding tempo with enough depth to qualify for dooms requisite heaviness. The vocals of Marty (who also serves on drums) have a positive, uplifting quality to them, all cleans with a solid timbre, making them somewhat comparable to more simplistic power metal in their positivity and charm. “Relics” offers a break from the doom proper for a Panopticon-esque strummed and plucked interlude where guitarists David and Chris show off some different songwriting chops while Marty gets to drop an octave and show off a little more of his range. Anyone looking for a more oppressive or depressive quality won’t find such things here, as Atomicult reaches out for a much more celestial approach.
The second flavor helps in this presentation by drenching the majority of the album in synthscapes. If you were a stan for the last Blood Incantation release there’s a lot for you to enjoy here, with tracks like “Night Grief” and “Physical Witching” slathering the guitars in all kinds of electronic leads and ambient fillings. These elements are no mere flourish, but a main staple of the album (only missing in a handful of songs) emphasizing the attempt at a genuinely ethereal journey. Atomicult isn’t an album for you to wallow in your sorrow or declare war on your enemies, but instead sounds in theme like it would be a blast to hear live if you were baked off your biscuit at a laser light show.
The problem is I am neither baked off my biscuit1 nor at a laser light show, and stripped of its contextual placements Atomicult has absolutely nothing to recommend it over its peers. Riffs are boring, meandering, and far from catchy, with nothing to justify their repetition. The tone lacks the violence to carry the minimalism, and the synths only work to serve as a saccharine distraction rather than imbibe a true sense of heavenly beauty in the void, both guitar rooted and otherwise. It doesn’t help that Marty has a nice set of pipes but keeps his vocals constrained to the limited spaces of the riffs instead of carving out melodies for counterpoint or emphasis, with only his oft-repeated lyrical refrain of “Behold the moon, the sun, the stars, the sky”2 hitting a melody anyone could call sing-along inducing. Literally everything across this offering hits the target of “Just enough”. The tone is just heavy enough, the riffs just heavy enough, the synths just colorful enough, the vocals just pretty enough to prevent me from declaring anything bad, but absolutely nothing here is engaging enough for me to call anything good.
In the end, Slowmatics have presented an album of all aesthetic and very little of substance. It’s clearly doom, it’s clearly space themed, and it’s clearly pretty, but it doesn’t captivate, stimulate, or in any way command attention from song to song and nothing sticks to the listener when the album ceases to play. This is disappointing, as I like doom, space themes, and pretty things, but Atomicult manages to aspire to check off the labels in name only. If you’re still on the prowl for extraterrestrial music or need more doom in your life in general, there’s certainly more unlistenable out there, but nothing here to make me recommend it as anything worthy of attention but for the deepest of the genre aficionados.
Rating: 2.0/5.0
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Majestic Mountain Records
Website: Album Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: September 12th, 2025#20 #2025 #Atomicult #BloodIncantation #DoomMetal #ElectricWizard #MajesticMountainRecords #Panopticon #Review #Reviews #Sep25 #Slomatics #UKMetal #Weedeater
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By Alekhines Gun
Arguably more than any other subgenre, doom metal is as much about aesthetic as it is raw substance. The meshing of tone with riffs of tectonic heft to compensate the substitution of speed with glacial pace is key to the formula, with many a genre great being defined by the two elements in equal measure. Long running doom outfit Slowmatics, first founded in 2004, are here to drop their eighth LP Atomicult, and have opted to modify this approach a little by making a cosmic themed album. Being a sucker for space and all its aural manifestations, I was intrigued to see whether such a relatively rare framework could mesh well with the force and requisite black-hole summoning doom is known for. Strap on your jet packs and pack extra oxygen, and let’s take a quick dip through the cosmos!
Atomicult is an album of two blended flavors. The first is the doom traditional, with slow-moving riffs coated in meteor debris. Not quite as outlandishly bass-shaking as the best of Electric Wizard nor as immediately in your face as Weedeater, the tone offers adequate fuzz to carry the plodding tempo with enough depth to qualify for dooms requisite heaviness. The vocals of Marty (who also serves on drums) have a positive, uplifting quality to them, all cleans with a solid timbre, making them somewhat comparable to more simplistic power metal in their positivity and charm. “Relics” offers a break from the doom proper for a Panopticon-esque strummed and plucked interlude where guitarists David and Chris show off some different songwriting chops while Marty gets to drop an octave and show off a little more of his range. Anyone looking for a more oppressive or depressive quality won’t find such things here, as Atomicult reaches out for a much more celestial approach.
The second flavor helps in this presentation by drenching the majority of the album in synthscapes. If you were a stan for the last Blood Incantation release there’s a lot for you to enjoy here, with tracks like “Night Grief” and “Physical Witching” slathering the guitars in all kinds of electronic leads and ambient fillings. These elements are no mere flourish, but a main staple of the album (only missing in a handful of songs) emphasizing the attempt at a genuinely ethereal journey. Atomicult isn’t an album for you to wallow in your sorrow or declare war on your enemies, but instead sounds in theme like it would be a blast to hear live if you were baked off your biscuit at a laser light show.
The problem is I am neither baked off my biscuit1 nor at a laser light show, and stripped of its contextual placements Atomicult has absolutely nothing to recommend it over its peers. Riffs are boring, meandering, and far from catchy, with nothing to justify their repetition. The tone lacks the violence to carry the minimalism, and the synths only work to serve as a saccharine distraction rather than imbibe a true sense of heavenly beauty in the void, both guitar rooted and otherwise. It doesn’t help that Marty has a nice set of pipes but keeps his vocals constrained to the limited spaces of the riffs instead of carving out melodies for counterpoint or emphasis, with only his oft-repeated lyrical refrain of “Behold the moon, the sun, the stars, the sky”2 hitting a melody anyone could call sing-along inducing. Literally everything across this offering hits the target of “Just enough”. The tone is just heavy enough, the riffs just heavy enough, the synths just colorful enough, the vocals just pretty enough to prevent me from declaring anything bad, but absolutely nothing here is engaging enough for me to call anything good.
In the end, Slowmatics have presented an album of all aesthetic and very little of substance. It’s clearly doom, it’s clearly space themed, and it’s clearly pretty, but it doesn’t captivate, stimulate, or in any way command attention from song to song and nothing sticks to the listener when the album ceases to play. This is disappointing, as I like doom, space themes, and pretty things, but Atomicult manages to aspire to check off the labels in name only. If you’re still on the prowl for extraterrestrial music or need more doom in your life in general, there’s certainly more unlistenable out there, but nothing here to make me recommend it as anything worthy of attention but for the deepest of the genre aficionados.
Rating: 2.0/5.0
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Majestic Mountain Records
Website: Album Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: September 12th, 2025#20 #2025 #Atomicult #BloodIncantation #DoomMetal #ElectricWizard #MajesticMountainRecords #Panopticon #Review #Reviews #Sep25 #Slomatics #UKMetal #Weedeater
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2/ All this, not just sprinkled, but seeped in great synthesizer work, enriching the sound in all the right ways and sometimes even taking the lead in songs such as Auto-Skull or Physical Witching. Pretty sure that if you play this record to the plants in your grow cabinet or wherever you place your shroom box, will increase the crops potency to the effect making you capable of seeing the color out of space.
#slomatics #doommetal #synthrock #stoner #progrock #release #review #belfast
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1/ There must be something in the water these days. Some of my favorite bands are releasing new albums, one after another. This time, it is the spaced out dreadnought of a starship, the mighty Slomatics from Belfast. There is a certain distinctiveness about their sound, that is hard to pin down. Their latest album delivers everything: from softly sung ballads to their well known territory of shouts over crushing walls of slow chugged guitars.
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SLOMATICS (Regne Unit) presenta nou àlbum: "Atomicult" #Slomatics #Sludge #DoomMetal #Setembre2025 #RegneUnit #NouÀlbum #Metall #Metal #MúsicaMetal #MetalMusic
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@annaloffing Hypnotic, relaxed or monotonous stuff works best for me. #Techno, such as #KangdingRay, #Rrose or anything else from the #StroboscopicArtefacts Monad series. When I am tired, it has to be faster, like #Nervasystem. For more relaxed days I listen to #Amapiano like #KabzaDeSmall or #KelvinMomo while working.
On other days I turn to #DoomMetal, faves are #Slomatics, #Bongripper or #Ufomammut. -
@annaloffing Hypnotic, relaxed or monotonous stuff works best for me. #Techno, such as #KangdingRay, #Rrose or anything else from the #StroboscopicArtefacts Monad series. When I am tired, it has to be faster, like #Nervasystem. For more relaxed days I listen to #Amapiano like #KabzaDeSmall or #KelvinMomo while working.
On other days I turn to #DoomMetal, faves are #Slomatics, #Bongripper or #Ufomammut. -
@annaloffing Hypnotic, relaxed or monotonous stuff works best for me. #Techno, such as #KangdingRay, #Rrose or anything else from the #StroboscopicArtefacts Monad series. When I am tired, it has to be faster, like #Nervasystem. For more relaxed days I listen to #Amapiano like #KabzaDeSmall or #KelvinMomo while working.
On other days I turn to #DoomMetal, faves are #Slomatics, #Bongripper or #Ufomammut. -
@annaloffing Hypnotic, relaxed or monotonous stuff works best for me. #Techno, such as #KangdingRay, #Rrose or anything else from the #StroboscopicArtefacts Monad series. When I am tired, it has to be faster, like #Nervasystem. For more relaxed days I listen to #Amapiano like #KabzaDeSmall or #KelvinMomo while working.
On other days I turn to #DoomMetal, faves are #Slomatics, #Bongripper or #Ufomammut. -
GardensTale’s Top Ten(ish) Album Art of 2023
By GardensTale
As we drag our bloated stomachs from the dinner table of Listurnalia to the couch of January, it’s easy to forget that dessert has yet been served. Like a Monty Python waiter with a thin mint, the artwork article is here to ensure everyone’s entrails are catapulted across the living room in a shower of vomitus and viscera. Our yearly celebration of metal visuals is a wonderfully diverse one, if I say so myself, with a wide range of color palettes, moods and styles for you to feast your eyes on. This is the latest I’ve ever written this article, but spending a week among the clutches of Transsylvanian vampires held me up in completing it sooner.
The rules, the rules, the rules. Order must be established lest the resultant list means nothing at all.
- If we haven’t reviewed it, included it in a filter piece, or wrote a TYMHM article about it, it won’t be included. I’ve made one exception this year, because I can, but mostly because the review has just been sitting in the queue for ages as of this writing. So it’s been reviewed, just not published. Loophole!
- One entry per artist. This turned out to be easier than any other year. My stricter and quicker selection process had no doubles at all! Perhaps Kantor didn’t have much time this year.
- Original art only. While this does include photography (in vain, I’m afraid), it does not include a painting from 1739 with a logo slapped on. Be better than that, bands!
- And a new rule that is guaranteed to bite me in the ass at some point: no AI art! While there are ethical use cases for AI art, album covers aren’t one of them, and if I can at all help it I will not add fuel to that fire.
THE WORST
#3. Eternity // Mundicide — I didn’t want to just do artwork where the band clearly doesn’t give a fuck. That’s too easy. The joy is when a band has put in the effort to make something uniquely idiotic, and that is where Eternity’s cover comes in. How did no one at any point in the creation of this artwork say “Hey guys? This looks incredibly stupid.” The little arms, man. It’s like the world’s worst rendition of “It’s a small world after all.”
#2. Secret Rule // Uninverse — This is the unpublished exception and I’m sure you can see why I felt the need to make it. The amount of unskilled photoshop here is downright grotesque. Band photo album covers are rarely advisable, but with these outfits and poses, peak awkward is achieved several times over. Add the weird band name with overengineered logo and illogical pun of an album title and the cringe is complete.
#1. Savage Grace // Sign of the Cross — This is How Not To Composition 101. Everything on this cover is in the wrong place at the wrong scale. Not to mention, the typefacing is a disaster. Unexplained additional text, fonts that don’t match, vertical text, you name it, Savage Grace has got it. The lady knight in the foreground looks like she’s taking a very satisfying dump, and do try not to spray your drink across your screen when you zoom in on the meme-worthy face on the floor. An unmitigated disaster.
THE BEST
#(ish). Varathron // The Crimson Temple (artist: Paolo Girardi) — Girardi has been doing this for well over a decade and along with Burke, Kantor and Chioreanu is one of the most recognizable artists in the scene. This one is one of his more horrifying scenes, a grisly and visceral mass sacrifice. The many details and surreal horror recalls Hieronymous Bosch, but the clever composition draws the eye back to the crimson pool and the screaming evil god-face.
#10. Hexvessel // Polar Veil (artist: Benjamin König) — I’ve made it no secret that I love surreal art, and this deeply intriguing illustration by Benjamin König fits that bill completely. Both the misty blue sky and the black of night fit perfectly well over the idyllic snowy town, but the way the split forms a curious celestial figure is inspired. The largely monochrome coloration gives the art a sense of cold stillness, hovering between serenity and grim portent.
#9. Sanguine Glacialis // Maladaptive Daydreaming (artist: Alex O’Dowd) — This is probably the most meta we’re going to get today. I love the contrast of the dark, bleak room and forlorn painter with the glowing, overspilling painting full of warmth and life. The logo and title placement are uncommonly nice as well here. It’s such a lovely work of art I can even overlook the fact that the woman is clearly not dressed for the job at hand.
#8. Raider // Trial by Chaos (artist: Mitchell Nolte) — It’s difficult making art that’s purposefully crowded but still easy to read. Mitchell Nolte, who was featured here with last year’s excellent Dawnwalker art, manages with ingenious color use, creating contrast with the warrior’s fiery aura to spotlight him in the center of a writhing mass of monsters. Wielding a broadsword in one hand and strangling a multi-eyed monster snake with the other solidifies the subject’s status as one of the most badass bastards in metal art this year.
#7. Fire Down Below // Low Desert Surf Club (artist: Christi du Toit) — Comic style illustrations are a rare treat in metal, and those done well are rarer still. Christi du Toit clearly has a knack for wondrous, intriguing layouts. I love the sharp shading and color palette, and the atypical, adventurous feel the illustration exudes. I read a lot of webcomics, and if I saw this on a cover page I’d already be hooked.
#6. Grant the Sun // Voyage (artist: William Hay) — So many metal covers are grim, dark, foreboding or violent. The art for Voyage, on the other hand, is a quirky and colorful affair. The diving panda and the anglerfish make for an interesting dichotomy, a collision of worlds that are never supposed to meet. But the wink and smile belies the beautiful details, such as the streams of air escaping the panda’s mouth or the various level of refraction in the turbulent waters.
#5. Wormhole // Almost Human (artist: Adam Burke) — Adam Burke is usually the go-to guy for sci-fi cosmoscapes, but his strongest artwork this year graces the cover of Wormhole, or as I’m told the correct pronunciation is, WWWWOOOOOOORRRRRMMHHHOOOOOOOOLLLEEEEEE. What I especially like about this art is how much story it suggests. Either something that wasn’t human is in the midst of becoming gradually more so, or someone is shedding their humanity (as well as skin). Either way, it has something to do with the rhino beetle, and I can’t wait to find out what.
#4. Evile // The Unknown (artist: Eliran Kantor) — Few artists could make me include a cover that is like 75% black. Kantor can, though. The slim beam of light cast by a cracked cellar door is the only light for the father and son, surrounded by inky blackness. Kantor is an expert at expressive faces, and this pair ooze fear and despair. It’s an effective and haunting image that uses black as a tool to tell a story. If only the album were as great as the artwork.
#3. Slomatics // Strontium Fields (artist: Ryan Lesser) — I knew this had to be on the list the moment I saw it. I’ll even forgive the lack of album and band titles. The breathless figure reminiscent of the Statue of Liberty, her eyes beaming and her hair waving as if underwater, stands in stark contrast with the glistening embodiment of cosmic horror behind her. A clever trick that enhances that contrast, besides the clash in color, is the difference in shading. The flesh monster has been rendered in angry blotches, the statuesque woman in more marble-like tones. Don’t forget to check out the full-size art in the review!
#2. Harm’s Way // Common Suffering (artist: Corran Brownlee) — This stark, haunting piece makes it abundantly clear that “It’s Raining Men” is a horror scenario. The dreamlike surrealism and the apocalyptic climax clash into a nightmare depiction that took my breath the first time I saw it, and still fills me with an appropriate excess of dread when I look at it now. Rendering it entirely in black & white and cleverly constraining the cloud of people with a frame makes the scene feel both immense and claustrophobic.
#1. Deadly Carnage // Endless Blue (artist: Alexios Ciancio) — Though this list is ever a contentious one, I don’t think much protest will be levied at the winner this year. Graphic designer Alexios Ciancio is the vocalist and guitarist for Deadly Carnage, making this the rare treat of a band member designing their own album’s cover. Inspired by traditional Japanese art, Ciancio has created an absolute feast for the eyes. Though the portrait-oriented illustration leaves a lot of blank space on the sides, the dynamic composition that spills out the frame grants sumptuous life and vitality. The spectral nature of the cresting whale elevates the scene above the earthly and into the ethereal, which the music inside encapsulates. And whereas many artworks suffer from zooming in too much, the crisp lines and myriad beautiful details keep me scrolling endlessly across the canvas, from the swans flying out of the frame to the upended rowboats. A visual masterpiece.
#2023 #DeadlyCarnage #Eternity #Evile #FireDownBelow #GrantTheSun #HarmSWay #Hexvessel #Raider #SanguineGlacialis #SavageGrace #SecretRule #Slomatics #Varathron #Wormhole
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GardensTale’s Top Ten(ish) Album Art of 2023
By GardensTale
As we drag our bloated stomachs from the dinner table of Listurnalia to the couch of January, it’s easy to forget that dessert has yet been served. Like a Monty Python waiter with a thin mint, the artwork article is here to ensure everyone’s entrails are catapulted across the living room in a shower of vomitus and viscera. Our yearly celebration of metal visuals is a wonderfully diverse one, if I say so myself, with a wide range of color palettes, moods and styles for you to feast your eyes on. This is the latest I’ve ever written this article, but spending a week among the clutches of Transsylvanian vampires held me up in completing it sooner.
The rules, the rules, the rules. Order must be established lest the resultant list means nothing at all.
- If we haven’t reviewed it, included it in a filter piece, or wrote a TYMHM article about it, it won’t be included. I’ve made one exception this year, because I can, but mostly because the review has just been sitting in the queue for ages as of this writing. So it’s been reviewed, just not published. Loophole!
- One entry per artist. This turned out to be easier than any other year. My stricter and quicker selection process had no doubles at all! Perhaps Kantor didn’t have much time this year.
- Original art only. While this does include photography (in vain, I’m afraid), it does not include a painting from 1739 with a logo slapped on. Be better than that, bands!
- And a new rule that is guaranteed to bite me in the ass at some point: no AI art! While there are ethical use cases for AI art, album covers aren’t one of them, and if I can at all help it I will not add fuel to that fire.
THE WORST
#3. Eternity // Mundicide — I didn’t want to just do artwork where the band clearly doesn’t give a fuck. That’s too easy. The joy is when a band has put in the effort to make something uniquely idiotic, and that is where Eternity’s cover comes in. How did no one at any point in the creation of this artwork say “Hey guys? This looks incredibly stupid.” The little arms, man. It’s like the world’s worst rendition of “It’s a small world after all.”
#2. Secret Rule // Uninverse — This is the unpublished exception and I’m sure you can see why I felt the need to make it. The amount of unskilled photoshop here is downright grotesque. Band photo album covers are rarely advisable, but with these outfits and poses, peak awkward is achieved several times over. Add the weird band name with overengineered logo and illogical pun of an album title and the cringe is complete.
#1. Savage Grace // Sign of the Cross — This is How Not To Composition 101. Everything on this cover is in the wrong place at the wrong scale. Not to mention, the typefacing is a disaster. Unexplained additional text, fonts that don’t match, vertical text, you name it, Savage Grace has got it. The lady knight in the foreground looks like she’s taking a very satisfying dump, and do try not to spray your drink across your screen when you zoom in on the meme-worthy face on the floor. An unmitigated disaster.
THE BEST
#(ish). Varathron // The Crimson Temple (artist: Paolo Girardi) — Girardi has been doing this for well over a decade and along with Burke, Kantor and Chioreanu is one of the most recognizable artists in the scene. This one is one of his more horrifying scenes, a grisly and visceral mass sacrifice. The many details and surreal horror recalls Hieronymous Bosch, but the clever composition draws the eye back to the crimson pool and the screaming evil god-face.
#10. Hexvessel // Polar Veil (artist: Benjamin König) — I’ve made it no secret that I love surreal art, and this deeply intriguing illustration by Benjamin König fits that bill completely. Both the misty blue sky and the black of night fit perfectly well over the idyllic snowy town, but the way the split forms a curious celestial figure is inspired. The largely monochrome coloration gives the art a sense of cold stillness, hovering between serenity and grim portent.
#9. Sanguine Glacialis // Maladaptive Daydreaming (artist: Alex O’Dowd) — This is probably the most meta we’re going to get today. I love the contrast of the dark, bleak room and forlorn painter with the glowing, overspilling painting full of warmth and life. The logo and title placement are uncommonly nice as well here. It’s such a lovely work of art I can even overlook the fact that the woman is clearly not dressed for the job at hand.
#8. Raider // Trial by Chaos (artist: Mitchell Nolte) — It’s difficult making art that’s purposefully crowded but still easy to read. Mitchell Nolte, who was featured here with last year’s excellent Dawnwalker art, manages with ingenious color use, creating contrast with the warrior’s fiery aura to spotlight him in the center of a writhing mass of monsters. Wielding a broadsword in one hand and strangling a multi-eyed monster snake with the other solidifies the subject’s status as one of the most badass bastards in metal art this year.
#7. Fire Down Below // Low Desert Surf Club (artist: Christi du Toit) — Comic style illustrations are a rare treat in metal, and those done well are rarer still. Christi du Toit clearly has a knack for wondrous, intriguing layouts. I love the sharp shading and color palette, and the atypical, adventurous feel the illustration exudes. I read a lot of webcomics, and if I saw this on a cover page I’d already be hooked.
#6. Grant the Sun // Voyage (artist: William Hay) — So many metal covers are grim, dark, foreboding or violent. The art for Voyage, on the other hand, is a quirky and colorful affair. The diving panda and the anglerfish make for an interesting dichotomy, a collision of worlds that are never supposed to meet. But the wink and smile belies the beautiful details, such as the streams of air escaping the panda’s mouth or the various level of refraction in the turbulent waters.
#5. Wormhole // Almost Human (artist: Adam Burke) — Adam Burke is usually the go-to guy for sci-fi cosmoscapes, but his strongest artwork this year graces the cover of Wormhole, or as I’m told the correct pronunciation is, WWWWOOOOOOORRRRRMMHHHOOOOOOOOLLLEEEEEE. What I especially like about this art is how much story it suggests. Either something that wasn’t human is in the midst of becoming gradually more so, or someone is shedding their humanity (as well as skin). Either way, it has something to do with the rhino beetle, and I can’t wait to find out what.
#4. Evile // The Unknown (artist: Eliran Kantor) — Few artists could make me include a cover that is like 75% black. Kantor can, though. The slim beam of light cast by a cracked cellar door is the only light for the father and son, surrounded by inky blackness. Kantor is an expert at expressive faces, and this pair ooze fear and despair. It’s an effective and haunting image that uses black as a tool to tell a story. If only the album were as great as the artwork.
#3. Slomatics // Strontium Fields (artist: Ryan Lesser) — I knew this had to be on the list the moment I saw it. I’ll even forgive the lack of album and band titles. The breathless figure reminiscent of the Statue of Liberty, her eyes beaming and her hair waving as if underwater, stands in stark contrast with the glistening embodiment of cosmic horror behind her. A clever trick that enhances that contrast, besides the clash in color, is the difference in shading. The flesh monster has been rendered in angry blotches, the statuesque woman in more marble-like tones. Don’t forget to check out the full-size art in the review!
#2. Harm’s Way // Common Suffering (artist: Corran Brownlee) — This stark, haunting piece makes it abundantly clear that “It’s Raining Men” is a horror scenario. The dreamlike surrealism and the apocalyptic climax clash into a nightmare depiction that took my breath the first time I saw it, and still fills me with an appropriate excess of dread when I look at it now. Rendering it entirely in black & white and cleverly constraining the cloud of people with a frame makes the scene feel both immense and claustrophobic.
#1. Deadly Carnage // Endless Blue (artist: Alexios Ciancio) — Though this list is ever a contentious one, I don’t think much protest will be levied at the winner this year. Graphic designer Alexios Ciancio is the vocalist and guitarist for Deadly Carnage, making this the rare treat of a band member designing their own album’s cover. Inspired by traditional Japanese art, Ciancio has created an absolute feast for the eyes. Though the portrait-oriented illustration leaves a lot of blank space on the sides, the dynamic composition that spills out the frame grants sumptuous life and vitality. The spectral nature of the cresting whale elevates the scene above the earthly and into the ethereal, which the music inside encapsulates. And whereas many artworks suffer from zooming in too much, the crisp lines and myriad beautiful details keep me scrolling endlessly across the canvas, from the swans flying out of the frame to the upended rowboats. A visual masterpiece.
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