by Martin Popoff
Arch Enemy - Stigmata
First you gotta know the history. Arch Enemy comprise Mike Amott from
Carnage, Carcass and the godly Spiritual Beggars, his brother Chris
and bassist Martin Begtsson both from Armaggedon, Johann Liiva from
Carnage and the under-rated Furbowl, and new drummer Peter Wildoer
who actually steps out and steals the show, damn! What they've
woven is a staggering follow-up to the equally dense and intelligent
Black Earth debut, Stigmata stacking upon high influences from black
to death to thrash to classic '80s metal, emerging from the tunnel
as one enigmatic tactical unit of metal might. It's hard dipping
into that '80s vibe and remain respectable, but Arch Enemy have
mastered the plunder, pulling just the best while caking the thing
way underground with aggression and your middle bad bark, not too
sour, not too sweet. Emotionally powerful and prog-finessed to the
teeth, calling this one a timeless masterpiece would not be unwarranted,
Arch Enemy rhythm-pounding their way down a devilish path that frost-cocks
all the filmy-eyed priss of the new Maiden clones, Amott's sense
of classic being more about classic Euro death and classic US power
than classic commercial. Just feels important, that's all.
Hollow - Modern Cathedral
No real hyped story on this one, Modern Cathedral being a sure-footed
debut (after one mini), from a bunch of chilly Swedish blokes with
little previous pedigree. But man, Hollow rule, playing a sort of
middle metal that combines groovebang stuff like Accept, Priest, and
'80s Sabbath with elevated prog touches. But it's not like
those art metal records we all find so tiring, Hollow recording like
a mess, all crackle and distortion, cymbals all over the place, the
backing barrage providing the perfect foil for the splendiferous,
persuasive vocals of Andreas Stoltz. There's a chemistry here,
the hefty result sounding not unlike a rudimentary Nevermore, Hollow
somehow marrying the crushingly metallic with the complicated in a
way that remains fussy without the egos.
Covenant - Nexus Polaris
OK, big news again for two reasons, one being that this is another
supergroup black metal project (Dimmu Borgir, Mayhem, Arcturus, and
a weak link to Cradle Of Filth), second being the record's obvious
bow to commercial accessibility. But wence again, it's a poisoned,
down-the-chain commercial ruse, Covenant designed to poke and jab
the soul, tug those Nordic heartstrings, and blacken the disposition,
while delivering said creepiness with perfectly serviceable recording
and playing, vocals not too, too harsh, music only a couple of blocks
from Maiden. Sure lusty sure, this works for me in low temperatures,
but I'm not sure those born of black will approve, the hyper
trend-wary world of the informed denigrating anything considered too
starry, even if said elements comprising Covenant are probably next
to broke despite their notoriety. Quite vampirically entertaining
for us weakened by Welkin, but alas, a tame, tailored, arable bit
of frost is all Covenant can claim.
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