2018 新砖

All music by 明日の叙景
Lyrics written by 布(track1,2,4~7)and齋藤(track3)
Mixed and mastered by 等力
Vocal recorded and Guitar reamped by 石野 at Crunch Studio
Drum recorded by 中田 at Hill Valley Studio
Artwork by 丁子紅子-Choji Beniko-

The striking first full-length from AU CHAMP DES MORTS is a richly emotive, multi-headed manifestation of finest contemporary Black Metal song-craft.
Texturally and musically diverse, this sterling album melds the prime orchestration of predecessors ANOREXIA NERVOSA with an abundant core of atmospheric influences including black-gaze, post-rock, cold wave and post-black metal.
Impassioned vocals from guitarist Stephan Bayle and bassist Cecile G are haunted by the ghosts of internal and external wars, bringing howls of dismay, chants of uprising and clean-sung litanies of personal fragility amidst corroding heritage.
Strident themes alluding to the peopled triumphalism of folk song are wrung for maximum poignancy in the face of accelerating extinction, impossible crises and imminent collapse.
Beautifully produced and mixed at Drudenhaus Studio (ANOREXIA NERVOSA, ALCEST), iridescent soundscapes and shimmering effects-laden guitars transition seamlessly into masterly blast command and powerfully affecting chord-work.
A deeply personal, vital record, Dans la Joie is an interweaving of dualities: transience and temporality, fury and fragility, aging and aesthetics, depression and delirium, dreams and dust.

瑞典黑金第四张全长

Spikefarm Records is proud to release the long-awaited debut of the respected underground veterans S¢lstafir, and hereby raise a glass of vodka in their honor. Iceland's finest brings us an album that is equal parts volcanic eruption and ice. Despite S¢lstafir's isolated home being something of an uncharted region on the worldwide metal map, when it comes to delivering the goods these fellas do not need any novelty points on their side. 2005.

Spikefarm Records is proud to release the long-awaited debut of the respected underground veterans Sólstafir, and hereby raise a glass of vodka in their honor. Iceland's finest brings us an album that is equal parts volcanic eruption and ice. Despite Sólstafir's isolated home being something of an uncharted region on the worldwide metal map, when it comes to delivering the goods these fellas do not need any novelty points on their side. 2005.

Country of origin:Russia
Location:Orel
Status:Active
Year of creation:N/A
Genre:Depressive Black Metal
Lyrical themes:Hate, Loss
Current label:Firstborn Chaos Productions

Genre(s) :Depressive Black Metal
Origin: Finland

Acoustic Neo-Folk
Ambient, Dark Metal
国家: Finland

The untitled demo EP by the American black metal band Deafheavenwas self-released by the band on June 1, 2010. A remastered edition was released in 2012 through Sargent House.

自赏黑 美国加州旧金山

Brought on by the notion that discernible notes bear weakly for this sort of crowd we have brewing another upstart it seems from the Cascadian persuasion of Black Metal. Somewhere in 2007, at least that's when I became conscious of it, black metal bore another fuzzy creation which focused on the condensation of notes into one stream of momentum. To which I found this evolution in music to create a sort single consciousness, each musician and often each title contributing to a trance like solidarity. Beyond that time I have absorbed many of it's imitators and in doing so I have become disillusioned by the rank texture of communism...few even suffice to provide any grasp of tone that this sort music demands, (I'm probably talking about amplifiers and shit...) yet in that statement itself I see a sort of conforming rendering, adhering to the doctrine of a micro-genre of a stupid genre title (Heavy Metal) is succumbing to a coalescing decline, but tremolo picking with what sounds like an entry level stratocaster with it's pickups too loose is hardly reminiscent of someone who happens to actually care about what those notes mean, it all just seems to be a facade for passion. But enough of Fool Hens.
Deafheaven take this sort of strayed formula of Black Metal and craft their own aerial offspring. In this we get a taste for a more intelligent sound, it doesn't stray from the rise and fall, sometimes quietly sometimes loudly, but it does execute with deliberate motive to succeed it's forebears, it tries and accomplishes something new in each stroke with out failing to a dying standard. The typical forest and earth ritual titles are kept to a sort of esoteric medium and it benefits the listening to know that when you close your eyes you're not going to see Missouri and shotguns by the influence of a some obligatory album cover and accompanying track titles. Reviews are a a slant to the right when watching toe eroticism. To surmise, Road to Judah amounts to a success that doesn't define anything but allows the definition that said release adheres to ring with a superior clarity.
Let's just say that very few superior albums have been released in this style since Alcest and Wolves in the Throne Room set the standard for it five years ago. The main difference here appears to be a certain kind of emotional passion, not unlike something you would hear on the great screamo records of the late 90s/early 00s. It doesn't feel as though this band is simply riding the new wave of 'blackgaze' or the cascadian black metal movement so much as they're attempting to set their own new standard for where modern black metal should be going. Maybe neither is true and these guys couldn't give a fuck less about the scene, who knows. What's important is that this relatively short release is incredibly exciting and should be heard by anyone interested in atmospheric black metal of any kind.