Artist: Demilich
Album: Nespithe
Release: 1993
Label: Necropolis Records
Tracklist:
1. When the Sun Drank the Weight of Water
2. The Sixteenth Six-Tooth Son of Fourteen Four-Regional Dimensions (Still Unnamed)
3. Inherited Bowel Levitation - Reduced Without Any Effort
4. The Echo (Replacement)
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-Asa
Album: Nespithe
Release: 1993
Label: Necropolis Records
Tracklist:
1. When the Sun Drank the Weight of Water
2. The Sixteenth Six-Tooth Son of Fourteen Four-Regional Dimensions (Still Unnamed)
3. Inherited Bowel Levitation - Reduced Without Any Effort
4. The Echo (Replacement)
5. The Putrefying Road in the Nineteenth Extremity (...Somewhere Inside the Bowels of Endlessness...)
6. (Within) The Chamber of Whispering Eyes
7. And You'll Remain... (In Pieces in Nothingness)
8. Erecshyrinol
9. The Planet That Once Used To Absorb Flesh In Order To Achieve Divinity and Immortality (Suffocated To The Flesh That It Desired...)
10. The Cry
11. Raped Embalmed Beauty Sleep
Demilich are the greatest macabre anomaly of old-school underground death metal. Now broken up, the band never made a sequel to their sole record the 1993 opus Nespithe. This is a damned good thing, ultimately, because Nespithe is as mind-altering an aural experience as they come.
What if inter-dimensional beings opened a portal to a death meal band's practice space, made 'em combust Scanners-style, and used their equipment to cut a record? My hyperbole here is out of hand, but Demilich's approach to the music is that odd. Dark riffs twist, writhe and crawl as if being birthed from a hive creature. The wonderfully sludgy bass leaves its own trail of slime, surprisingly audible in a time where most extreme recordings left the instrument buried. Blast beats are rarely relied upon-- most of the strange song compositions trudge along at a steady pace, occasionally moving up to a sprint.
But the feature of Demilich that is arguably the weirdest-- and thus the one that usually takes the most acclimation-- is the stomach-churning guttural style of frontguy Antti Boman. Depending on your tolerance, his deliverance will strike you as either entirely brutal or laughably Jabba the Hutt-esque. But here at ICDT, we're all about open minds. So stop being so racist against Hutts, and download this record. Hell, the band doesn't even mind!
Demilich are the greatest macabre anomaly of old-school underground death metal. Now broken up, the band never made a sequel to their sole record the 1993 opus Nespithe. This is a damned good thing, ultimately, because Nespithe is as mind-altering an aural experience as they come.
What if inter-dimensional beings opened a portal to a death meal band's practice space, made 'em combust Scanners-style, and used their equipment to cut a record? My hyperbole here is out of hand, but Demilich's approach to the music is that odd. Dark riffs twist, writhe and crawl as if being birthed from a hive creature. The wonderfully sludgy bass leaves its own trail of slime, surprisingly audible in a time where most extreme recordings left the instrument buried. Blast beats are rarely relied upon-- most of the strange song compositions trudge along at a steady pace, occasionally moving up to a sprint.
But the feature of Demilich that is arguably the weirdest-- and thus the one that usually takes the most acclimation-- is the stomach-churning guttural style of frontguy Antti Boman. Depending on your tolerance, his deliverance will strike you as either entirely brutal or laughably Jabba the Hutt-esque. But here at ICDT, we're all about open minds. So stop being so racist against Hutts, and download this record. Hell, the band doesn't even mind!
Download Here
Buy the AWESOME gray-and-black splatter reissue LP here
-Asa
2 comments:
A+ post. both you and my friend Andrew were hounding me to check this classic piece of finnish death out and it's seriously incredible!
-Adam
I fuckin' love this album...*belch*
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