Showing posts with label Hell. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hell. Show all posts

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Hell - III


Image of HELL - Tour Shirts

Admittedly, I am new to the Hell phenomenon. I was late on the boat for a number of reasons including the seemingly generic moniker. Respected members of the blog-sphere and close friends have been calling this band genius since Hell - I came out. To their credit, it was not hyperbole. I have wanted to purchase the back catalog, but it always seems something else comes up that I end up buying instead. This time, however, I jumped when I saw my chance. Pesanta put up the remaining copies of the Stella Natura test pressings, and I ordered without hesitation. I was very lucky that I did, as they sold out shortly thereafter.



At first listen I am completely blown away. The songs themselves are simple yet complex. Containing melodies that wrap themselves around your brain and refuse to let go. The space between notes is empty and void and necessary. When the heavy kicks in it crushes and melts your face simultaneously. This is perfection, I think. Everything I wan't and everything I need from music is here, revealing itself in widescreen, high definition analog. Darkness and beauty enmesh themselves in unwavering unity. My soul is raptured by total night.

When the cassette came up, I purchased that as well, obviously. Between the two copies, I must have listened to this album 60 or 70 times in two weeks. It holds up, believe me. I remain completely, in all senses of the phrase, blown away.



You can pick this up on cassette right now at Eternal Warfare. The vinyl release is forthcoming from Pesanta Urfolk records, so keep your eyes peeled. Do not miss this. You have been warned.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Hell - II


The horror! Oh, the horror! Hell II is here! Squealing, gurgling, growling, grunting, gastrointestinal-juice-projecting! If you weren't skull-fucked enough by Hell I, then strap your bulbous ass down in an electric chair and flip the switch to get those stagnant bodily fluids flowing once more. Gog, the ultimate enemies of God's people. Metnal (redirected to Xibalba, and no, not that crap-ass band), the place of fear to the Mayans, ruled by the Mayan Death Gods. Trucid, random sources lead me to believe this is to kill, or more precisely, "to slice the throat" or massacre and Umbilicus(cut the cord!). These are the titles of the four tracks of disturbed blackened doom/drone that will undoubtedly permeate the mind and body leaving the most pleasant yet unsettling feeling within you.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

False - Untitled


False, a band that’s nearly impossible to find any information about. Much like obscure black-drone band, Hell, they’ve decided to use a moniker that’s so generic that it develops millions of search engine results. The resurfacing popularity of analog formats lends to this, wanting to develop a time reminiscent of the tape-trading days that I’ve only heard about, in which the only way you could hear some bands was through trading of tapes.

False’s Untitled debut, brought to us by Gilead Media and Howling Mine Records, is a two track gem sitting in the depths of your throat, choking you

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Hell - I


All the typical things of a black drone album come to mind with Hell, haunting, evil, chills, anger and greatness. But, the fact of the matter is that unlike a lot of the same ‘ol thing repackaged, “I” is actually addicting and memorable. Like a version of Dragged into Sunlight, but at the same time totally unique to their own. Walls of thick guitar work crush
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