Primordial - To The Nameless Dead
March 24 2008 at 07:31:01 AM
To The Nameless Dead is what Bathory might have sounded like if Quorthon had moved a bit further aboveground before his passing. A Heavy Metal album by way of Hans Zimmer, with threads of Folk and Black Metal woven into the most dramatic and dire Primordial album to date. The group has written a sprawling threnody, begun much in the style of 2004’s The Gathering Wilderness, which holds few illusions of the disappearance of nations, languages and cultures, either by steel or by silence; of the heathens who fell and those who inevitably followed in their stead. The question is asked, “What nation on this earth is not born of tragedy?’ And they have phrased this sentiment with a theatrical vim, marshaled it by way of gigantic, galloping surges of strings and the drums of war, rendered by Nemtheanga through a vicious and inspiring repertoire of natural sonances: gruff vocals that launch into a battery of screams, disdaining sneers and ghostly choirs similar to those of Enslaved. With this album Primordial have come full circle, blending their later style circa Storm Before Calm back into the stormy refrains of Imrama. Here, lament and anthem become as one. For within that seemingly fatal recognition of history is an intensity that concludes in strength, not acceptance before the fact. What Primordial imparts then so desperately is not quite optimism, but defiance to the very last. Comments (0)
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