The RockmusicRaider talent scout is on the prowl again. Always looking for new, slightly different undercurrents in the rock and metal multiverse, we came across the Swedish band Mist of Misery and their newest mini-album Fields of Isolation. What do they have on offer? A tasty mix of Atmospheric Black Metal and Post Black Metal with a doomy, melancholic twist. And all of that comes at a pretty cosmic scale.
Why is it that we always like to return to known values? Some of it is – I guess – the doubtful comfort of familiarity. Soundscapes that come with a set of rulez that were painted in hellish runes on blackened walls eons ago.
Visions of burning churches, sweaty halls filled with screaming fans that are egged on by hairy beasts with corpse paint on their faces. With rasped messages howled at them in often intelligible growls. All of that comes with that whiff of the unknown, hints of the underworld suddenly visible on stage. Garnished with riff patterns that … [...] Click to raid more!
Ah yes, they still exist. Bands that waste no time and just try to bludgeon you into submission with their mighty hammer of excellent blackened alloy. Blast beats that rumble comfortably across yer stomach, pitch-black tremolo fests, and rasps that scrape about yer earphones like so many pointed fingernails on a blackboard.
And I am not talking about these copycats that just go ahead, strum wildly on their downturned guitars, and try to hypnotize ye with needless drum work. The elaborate RMR selection process will only weed them out and show them the exit door out back. The one that … [...] Click to raid more!
Metal music is where many proponents dearly love a constant. Genres nicely stowed into neat little boxes and progressing along rulez that someone once decreed.
Because we have no idea who that may have been. It’s a bit like the unwritten book of laws turned terrible grimoire. Because everyone can establish a style and then declare it the law of metal.
And some of those freewheelers paid a pretty hefty price. Like the astounding amounts of hate Myrkur had to endure. Because the band around Amalie Bruun dared to challenge the guardians of the genre’s rigid style police.