They Became The Falling Ash
Grimoire Cassette Cvlture Records
Northern Silence Productions
The nightmares that boil in the darkest crevices of our neural gyri, those passions and feelings of sensational power, epic fusion of self, wisdom and vibration bring forward the reality of human shadows. Ethereal Shroud takes us to that dark and golden world of forces, fates and enchantment. A mirror image of the post rock scene, matched in the progressive flow and delivery yet reversed in the draw to self. Lengthy tracks encapsulate the drive and reverberation in stages, score like symphonic passages of musical time. As the record plays, the energy builds. As the energy builds, the feeling of inner satisfaction grows. As we continue on the path, the dark yet mysteriously beautiful compositions haunt us, teach us that not all is suffering when in the shadow of the heart.
Look Upon the Light, a track of inner depth and visions of horror, a doomsday themed ode that opens much like My Dying Bride but soon changes gear and leaves the funeral procession behind. Excellent use of scale and timing bring each section into a new layer of presence, the drums and the keys wrap the riffs in neat, precisely notated sandwiches. As we near the end of the track, we find ourselves holding the mother of all sandwiches, eyes watering, mouth open wide and ready to shove it all in.
As the music persuades us to envision ourselves running along the top of jagged rocks, perhaps on a hill, we can feel the predatory eyes in the backdrop waiting for us to get comfy. Extreme music loves to make us jump and this album will do this. Desperation Hymn leaps from the pristine shimmer left behind after the first twenty four minutes of track number one and launches us into a powerful assault of smashing snare drums, raging guitars and lyrics about utter hopelessness. Potent stuff indeed. This track has an Emperor feel about it, taking light of the harsh but consistent and eventually appreciated guitar-drum delivery.
Track three, the final opus on this deceptively lengthy record starts like it sounds. Echoes in the Snow reveal a cold and desolate sonic landscape which slowly fills with the elements of life and then finally a melody cuts in, bringing soul to the original chaos of near silence. Perhaps the most progressive track on the album, after being bathed in a tranquil moonbeam of storytelling bars, we are thrust again into the poltergeist that is feeding on the light, feasting on the knowing of self. The coldness sucks life away yet, we as the audience are treated to this opera of intent and battle, this tragedy of music. Art doesn’t always leave us feeling all gooey inside. This leaves us feeling raw, sensualised and ready to make some changes to our own source of winter.
They Became The Falling Ash is available on bandcamp for download and limited physical versions.
Rowan Blair Colver