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Darkthrone - Dark Thrones and Black Flags![]() Redux. Where the mighty have fallen and slowly biodegraded, Darkthrone has drifted outside of any realm that adheres to physical laws. Fenriz and Noctourno Culto have made undeniably brilliant records in the past; they’ve made marginal records, and they’ve made some records that have caused their untouchable status of True Fucking Norwegian Black Metal (TFNBM) to crack and crumble and regenerate in alarming and hilarious new forms of crust and punk and not-so zippy jokes that serve more to irritate those concerned with “staying in character” and being simply all “kvlt.” Drummer, vocalist, and standup comedic force Fenriz knows this and he’s practically weaponized his ability to act the dipshit and still manage to have folks thumping their chests and ogling necklaces to see who the fuck’s got the most buffalo teeth. Darkthrone’s break with TFNBM resulted in a strange union of thump punk and frothing crust, their rhythms empowered with equal amounts of G.B.H. and Broken Bones, their guitar and delivery something ripped right from G.I.S.M.’s playbook. In the gloaming of every offering since 2005’s Sardonic Wrath, Fenriz ambled out into the snow, drained some Ringnes tallboys and waxed nostalgic re: TFNBM, snuff, Uriah Heep, etc.—most sealed in time via YouTube. Everyone forgave and forget, even those (me included) that cherished the infantile fits that passed for songs on the embarrassingly enjoyable The Cult Is Alive. Of course, Fenriz and Noctourno are making music for the sake of making music; writing songs that riff on old favorites and rocking them if and only because they love them: what they sound and feel like; what they “mean” in a larger context, and—possibly—how they can be received on so many different levels. The duo is as good at spinning semiotic plates as it is bringing its obsessions to fruition in as dunderheaded ways as placing flaming bags of shit at potential listeners’ feet. Folks interested in questioning the impetus behind the band’s transformation would do better to look at said transformation in the larger context of the genre it often religiously reifies and confrontationally rails against. Get back to me on that mental exercise… So came F.O.A.D.—the Fuck Off & Die response to chides and adulation that came years earlier, as most of the folks that genuflected to Darkthrone to begin with did so for their early efforts which are now inextricably bound to the Norwegian soap opera starring Varg, Dead, and Euronymous. Perhaps a reaction to the whole bloated shitpit of it all, F.O.A.D. was pure tongue and cheek parody, riddled with lyrical gook that was probably lifted straight from school house desks and guitar/drum romps not far from the slow pogo that is Blitzkrieg Pop. “Sex with Satan the loudest song / Sounds like a hammer from hell / Pyrokinesis and take this torch / sounds fill me with no remorse,” goes “Canadian Metal,” a silly, not-so gritty oompah to nowhere that encapsulated the rest of the music on F.O.A.D. so well, like the majority of beer-soaked weekend practice sessions—some times bringing a modicum of white-knuckled fury, but mostly falling flat in its tedious cuteness. There were a billion in-jokes and references there that the most loathsome of record collector scum would get and rouse their lesser counterparts for. Dennis Dread’s exceptional cover art was to be admired, but its necrotic tattoo couldn’t ease the shit smell wafting from the vinyl. Unhappy days are here again. The abysmal Dark Thrones & Black Flags takes a page from American crass consumerism, hawking single ware in multiple formats with little-to-no change in content. Herr Dread is a return offender, wrapping the release in a sort of Savage Sword of Putrefaction. His nib ‘n’ ink is the apex of this artifact, which steadfastly degenerates into a hodgepodge of limp ad hoc comp, with Fenriz and Noctourno ostensibly taking turns at “songcraft,” strings and skins with wildly differing results. The tone is no different from a Hostel’s rec room full of Krauts eyeing Young Ones reruns whilst pulling tubes and pounding suds, and the music rarely aspires to anything beyond that fratty realm. I’m all for R&R, but by the time “Witch Ghetto” cheerleads from the woofs and tweets, self-bludgeoning seems a more appropriate option. [Stewart Voegtlin] Comments (21)Leave Feedback |
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However the most irritating thing about the recent Darkthrone records is how norwegian metal enthusiasts get behind them just to appear forward thinking and 'in on the joke' at the same time. As if if you laughed involuntarily at a bad joke then obviously those that didn't are stuck up and no fun, no core, no mosh.
Without a doubt, their first five albums rule supreme, IMO. I'll even go as far as to say that 'Blaze' is one of the best BM albums - EVER. The albums that followed these classics... blah. Sure, some had a few alright songs, but nothing compared to their past glory.
I still remember the day I picked up 'Blaze.' A local record store had a promo copy. I was 16, and had to borrow my folks' car. It blew me away, and coaxed me further down the LHP. No turning back.
After repeated listens, I'll stand by my call that this is an enjoyable record. I was actually surprised to arrive at this conclusion, as I didn't care much for FOAD.
TFNBM this is not. Long gone is the mystery that started to fade with 'Total Death,' and quickly accelerated with the passing years.
IMO, the closest comparison to who they are today would be a drunken, sloppy, punked-up marriage of Venom and Witchfinder General gone necro.
WG had some great licks, but it was hard to take them seriously, given their often rudimentary lyrics. While bands such as early Trouble and Nemesis/Candlemass also had licks, they added atmosphere, and left any humor at the practice space. Maybe that's why I like the latter two better.
Sometimes, I selfishly wish Darkthrone had stopped after 'Panzerfaust' and disappeared from the radar, but they didn't. I could say the same about Bathory and Celtic Frost.
I've often thought that the more extreme a band, the shorter the (healthy) lifespan; especially in metal.
I digress...
Thanks for the review, though. Keep 'em coming.
I would like to posit a question. What are some metal bands that you think have managed to keep the flame alive for 10+ years? Not saying Darkthrone has....
Great bands that kept the quality up for 10 years or more? Hm. Fates Warning. Manilla Road. Brocas Helm. You are right to see a pattern there.
Furthermore, In The Woods... cut it pretty close with no dud releases from the demo in 1993 to the live album in 2003.
Oh you know who else? Coroner! 1986 to 1996 (if you count the best-of that had a few new songs) not a bad anything in there.
That being said, to answer your question, no. But Darkthrone is so far from your average "black metal" band these days that it's hard to even weigh their newer material in the same spectrum as the majority of the bands I was covering on Blod¥rstid.
I tend to NOT care for "lightheartedness" in any music, but this is one of those bizarro exceptions. I've made no secret of my borderline Fenriz-worship based on the pure brilliance of some of the various video segments in which he's featured on YouTube, and that appreciation makes it impossible not to get a kick out of the fact that they would actually title a song "Canadian Metal", and now, even more hilariously, "Hiking Metal Punks".
What can I say? I'm a fan...
Also the security math for this post was 9 - 9. Nihil.
And, Helm, my security math was 4-4.
My security math was 25+13. Why was mine so much harder?
stew_vee, there's a little footage of Fenriz playing on the label's mini-site for the new album, actually:
http://www.peaceville.com/darkthrone/darkthronesandblackflags/
Good stuff, all around, ha...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rIUz2hvlhn8&feature=related
11-1 this time...
And the drummer on Voyager is about 20 times the drummer Fenriz ever would be so no complaints at all from me.
disappointed.
too much anger where it should not be.
really dig LHP, disagree with some of the reviews but then at least i fucking read them.
this album is tits though ! norway in september !
FTW
jpt
Thought about doing the same thing for the latest. It's no different (i.e. BAD), which is why my reviews for late-era Darkthrone will be no different.