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Rating: There is always a before, an after, and a during. The before, the after, and the during of black metal have only one name: Caligulae Crucis!
This demo, perhaps the first known recording of the ultimate cult band, represents a mystical ceremony officiated by the malevolent duo of Obducto.zx and Brutus474.
Before time. Before space. Before pain. Before everything is only the abode of nothingness. The realm of the cosmic void that annihilates everything. This is the beginning of Down in the chamber of torture and pleasure: 11 minutes and 20 seconds of absolute silence. A deafening silence: the silence of the solitude of a young girl abandoned, blindfolded, and bound by infernal ropes. The silence of one who no longer has tears, a silence of fear and horror.
The ceremony begins. Creaks, heavy footsteps, desperate screams of a girl who dares not imagine what awaits her. Screams that invoke a powerless god in the face of absolute evil.
Down in the deep abysses of the human soul. Down, into the darkest evil. Down, into perversion. Down, into the chamber of torture and pleasure. Down, where no god dares to cast their gaze.
The door opens. Brutus474 and Obducto.zx start the dance. Calling this black metal is reductive. To associate this masterpiece with other productions in the genre is an insult. Let the faint-hearted, the weak of spirit, and those who believe that black metal is just music abandon the listening.
This is the first hit. The first harsh blow dealt by CC to all the kids who think they play black metal, live black metal, or are black metal. In one fell swoop, CC demolish years and years of extreme music, tearing the "sacred monsters" to shreds. If there exists a dogma 95 of black metal, this is Forgotten (in the chamber). If there is a manifesto of extreme music, ours are the only authors. If there were a testament of what CC represent, there would be no worthy heirs.
The wails, the screams, the hysterical laughter, the obsessive riffing, the tortures, the torments, the coitus, the seminal fluid, the paranoid and exalted screaming, the wounds, the blood, the evil, the cold and damp cellar.
This is the during. This is the life you would never want to live. This is your prison. This is suffering. This is what you have awaited in silence. This is the beating heart of the universe. Evil understood as pure force, as the purpose of creation itself. Evil that rises to the role of the vital essence of the entire universe. Evil that exercises its dominion in secret, ready to strike anyone.
The during continues in the second track. It continues where many could never venture: Chained and forgotten. The animal fury that animated the first part abates. The creative-force evil gives way to the evil that destroys, that annihilates, that arrogates the right of life and death.
In a mad delusion of omnipotence, the two decide to abandon the girl in chains again. This immense song continues with spitting, acts of lust, violence, until all the listener perceives is a door closing, footsteps growing more distant, and a fatigued lament. A lament with a scent of death that slowly fades until the ceremony concludes in the same way it began: a chilling silence.
The circle closes, the ceremony is concluded.
After listening to forgotten, you cannot go back. After understanding the meaning of CC's works, it is impossible to even compare them to other representatives of extreme music.
Two tracks for more than an hour of anguish. A masterpiece for a very few chosen ones. An inhuman fresco of the world that surrounds us: there is no salvation or redemption. No god will hear your prayers or come to save you. In the face of evil and wickedness, we are utterly alone.
A chilling metaphor translated into a conceptual artwork made by the two by "using" the poor girl, who initially agreed with the two.
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