Adramelech - Pure Blood Doom

Production: Saturated yet tonally vibrant.

Review: Darkened subterranean explorations move forward to merge with rivulets of light in the darkness, mixing the melody of a structure unseen with the literality and harmonic placement of the visible world in its degrading, sadistic, random and implicationless karmic impact. From grinding machinations of the elemental unfold attractors drawing a counterpoint of inner space where the architecture of phrase predominates in a current of harmonic highlights within extruded to provide angular support for tonal motion in the context of riff shape defined by tremelo etching texture and jagged movements of chordal or timbral change.

Its biologically primitive origins and creeping, organic lagging toward complexity bely the power of phrases which several levels into a counterpoint hierarchy summarize and answer them with exact and deliberate motions in a grandeur of articulation which soaks potently into the harmony of the piece, encouraging variants local to specific tonal clusters to reach motivic equilibrium before bubbling toward the surface of narrative and expressing a cogent, thorough connection. Often redundant structures enter through repetition of cyclic riff progressions, yet with the adept centering of harmony these serve unification of a codex of themes and logic and emphasize the thunderous texture which contrasts evolving tonal structure, breaking beyond the rhythmic with faint accents of direction providing form.


1. Centuries of Murder (4:19)
2. Thule (4:47)
3. Abomination 459 (4:13)
4. Season of the Predator (4:10)
5. Thingstead (3:00)
6. Lord of the Red Land (3:44)
7. Evercursed (3:58)
8. The Book of the Black Earth (4:12)
9. Spawn of the Sufering (5:13)

Length: 37:38

Adramelech - Pure Blood Doom: Death Metal 1999 Adramelech

Copyright © 1999 Severe

Guttural murmurs are a nearby conversation to a sleeping child, giving a place associations from elsewhere and thus a flavor of what intelligence transacts nearby, as they punch out spaces for coherence between the unit of riff and the phrase surrounding its repetition. Slack-handed drumming expertly manages space like a cagy boxer, tackling interruptions first and holding back in ready position for durations of less eventiture. As if spilling out portents of apocalypse, the band integrate for duty and perform with restraint in the style of a morbid priest, allowing the negativity of their message to roll through them while reserving energy of persona for the transcendent conversions in song narrative that bring the listener through the lowest parts of the construction of this art to its highest resounding interactions.

While designed to obscure and bring convergent obstructions together over the frontal aspect of its structure, this work comprised of pieces which mirror its overall approach cuts its own ideas deliciously in fatal sections that reanimate only within the consciousness of an alert listener. As a result it is like all hard-won obscurities rare, and while its meanings once deciphered are evident, provides an endless descent into consciousness in the calculation of awareness necessary to parse what is exceptional in these dark songs.