Daravil Petor
Sadness In The Forest

From the cold Finland comes this exceptional trio gathered under the name of Daravil Petor. Unfortunately, they are not very well-known even in their homeland, let alone here in the Belpaese, and in my humble opinion, it is a real shame, because it doesn't seem right that a group like this hasn't yet received the attention it deserves.

"Sadness In The Forest" is the trio's first official album, released after 2 self-produced EPs (and it seems unnecessary to say that they are impossible to find) and years of experience made of rehearsals, recordings, niche concerts; like any respectable group. Years of experience that have finally borne fruit (and it could not be otherwise), the still raw and embryonic sound of the beginnings has evolved into something indescribable, something that only a group like this could conceive and put into practice in such an excellent way. "Sadness In The Forest" cannot be called an album, that would be too reductive, it is a journey into the dark sides of the human mind, those gloomy corners that each of us tries to hide but ultimately always has to deal with. As soon as you put the CD in your player, you will find yourself catapulted many kilometers away, perhaps even many light years away; this work is a trip with a coldness that is hard to match, but at the same time, it is a highly emotional journey, captivating, almost forcing one not to miss a moment of what is happening and what these Finnish geniuses are concocting.

The forest, since medieval times, has always been a mysterious, enchanted place that thus aroused curiosity and fear at the same time: and this is exactly what Ghilkeen and company have taken and put into music, mixing the abstractness of emotions with the concreteness of sounds, noises, vibrations in a deadly cocktail made of absinthe, dispersion, coldness, esotericism, mysticism represented in an absolutely commendable way by the ability of Daravil to merge electronics, jungle, acid, "martial" rhythms, sporadic voices that existed only in your thoughts, and a slight touch of jazz and rock that make the whole truly enjoyable and unrepeatable. Songs like "Living Alone" and the title track do not even need descriptions, because it is only the magnificence of this music that speaks. What else to say?

I think you've realized that this album is an unprecedented masterpiece. It's a pity that, given the limited fame of these geniuses, the record is very difficult to find (like any underground product); but I hope you manage to find it because a work like this and a group like Daravil Petor cannot go unnoticed, because an album like this must be listened to and listened to again, and then loved to madness.