Abruptum
De Profundis Mors Vas Cousumet

THE REVIEW

There are (rare) cases when one comes into contact with works that go beyond human perception, and although it is practically impossible to refrain from making at least an attempt to categorize them in some way, this effort proves to be superfluous or extremely reductive. Faced with the musical proposition of Abruptum, even a powerful definition such as "black metal" loses its meaning, giving way to a devastating, yet untamable vortex of evil emotions.
The album in question presents a track-list of only three pieces, two of which are not even songs, but recordings of noises (and not in a metaphorical sense) made who knows where, who knows when. The only assessable track remains that "De Profundis Mors Vas Cousumet" which already appeared at the opening of the legendary tribute to Euronymous released in '95.

On a background of unsettling sounds, dark melodies drawn by keyboards, samplers, and Pan flutes, alternate with an almost disarming ease with obsessive scores, composed of cadenced rhythms and inhuman screams that seem to insinuate like an unrelenting cancer into the mind of those who listen bewildered to the entire disturbing, luciferian mix.

Among these grooves hovers evil, the true, palpable one.

"It" and "Evil" transmit the utmost negativity, an existential discomfort that is incredible, images coming from a filthy basement where the only possible prerogative is to worship Satan and sadistically torture one's body by swallowing the hot wax from candelabras, shooting one's feet, or more simply self-inflicting wounds with various sharp weapons, to celebrate the total mortification of the flesh. What gushes from this squalid, yet equally seductive putridity is only blood, black blood: the nectar of two lost souls, swollen with hatred and rancor towards the world around them.

Welcome, poor humans, to the deep abysses created by that feeling that you try to express with a simple, empty word: pain.