Current 93
Imperium

Imperium is the first album by Current 93 that I purchased, and for this reason, it holds a special place in my heart.
Imperium, a foray into the realm of shadows, reveals itself as a darkly enigmatic masterpiece within the vast discography of Current 93. In a subtle departure from the raw experimentation of earlier albums such as Nature Unveiled and Dogs Blood Rising, this work charts a more subdued path, a sonic tapestry woven with industrial roots, concealing its esoteric depths and foreshadowing a future of apocalyptic charms. Each track deserves to be described in detail:

Imperium I: The gateway opens with a whisper, Tibet's voice serves as a guide on this dark and sinister journey. The tension unravels like a thin thread, weaving an atmosphere that goes beyond mere experimentation, immersing the listener in an occult listening ritual.
Imperium II: Harp samples, like ancient distorted melodies, emerge from the abyss. The deep voice of Tibet enhances the dark beauty, surpassing the boundaries of many contemporary productions. A melodic spell underscores the unsettling dance of this track, a balance between pleasure and unease.
Imperium III: Avant-garde vocal effects and vocal samples reduced to a slowed essence lead the listener deep into soundscapes shrouded in darkness. Tibet's voice, an echo from an unknown world, adds a tone of disquiet and mystery.
Imperium IV: An apparent control, veiled by an eerie aura, characterizes this section. Manipulated strumming and complex interpretations add layers of ambiguity and mystery, creating an atmosphere that goes beyond mere listening.
Be: A brief manipulated interlude, the echo of Tibet's lyrics, is like a suspended breath in an ethereal and surreal atmosphere, amplifying the sense of the unreal and mysterious.
Locust: A diversion into folk-rock, with percussion establishing a constant rhythm and a compelling crescendo of intensity. Tibet's frenzied voice amplifies the darkness of the track, transforming it into a sonic invocation of unfathomable power.
Or: A solemn, almost religious start, underscores Tibet's apocalyptic sermon. The intensity grows spasmodically to a frenzied climax, creating an epilogue that marks Imperium as a work that transcends the boundaries of mere music.

Compared to the contemporary Brown Book by Death In June, Imperium reveals itself as an even darker and more occult experience. Its evolution, like a macabre dance, with industrial roots that fade among the folds of enchantment, provides the listener with a depth and intensity that go beyond time and space..