For the fourth episode of "Discovering Forgotten Death Metal" I will introduce you to Darkthrone's illegitimate child (or perhaps I should call them Black Death… ?).
Yes, you heard right, an unrecognized child of Fenriz and Nocturno Culto, a child that is a blemish on their career, an uncomfortable child, a sign of high treason. Imagine that there was a period (from 1986 to 1991) when Darkthrone were four and not two. And imagine that there was a period (always from 1986 to 1990) when Darkthrone, like many others, didn’t even know what Black Metal was: yet we are precisely talking about those Darkthrone who are considered among the greatest exponents/inventors of the genre and who have more than ten albums of pure Black Metal behind them. How come? Well, our friends began playing far back in 1986 under the name, indeed, of Black Death and their proposal was a proto Death Metal comparable to that of Mayhem's "Deathcrush". However in 1990, they released this "Soulside Journey" for Peaceville Records which no longer has anything "proto"; "Soulside Journey" IS Death Metal. I'll say worse, it’s a scholarly Death, with all the right elements to actually be called Death Metal; yet it should not be forgotten that they released it in 1990, meaning when this genre was also just an outline so we can place them among the fathers of Death or, to not exaggerate, at least among the first to join it. A real disgrace for the two Norwegians who, starting from the next "A Blaze In The Northern Sky", will change skins and try to hide their past with Black masterpieces of the caliber of "Under A Funeral Moon" and "Transylvanian Hunger."
So, no sonic minimalism here, on the contrary, quite good technique (a quality that does not go hand in hand with a certain type of Black) and, above all, intricate and non-repetitive compositions; having said that, anything is possible so don’t be surprised if you see square wheels.
Neither Fenriz on drums nor Nocturno Culto on guitar are two clowns and in a sense, this album could refute all the accusations of musical ineptitude aimed at the two because of their sparse sound. The former, behind the skins, is not repetitive at all and, instead, manages to vary times often even while renouncing the use of Blasts. The rhythms, in fact, are perhaps more linked to Thrash than to Death even if the slowdowns can only and exclusively be traced back to Death Metal. The sound of the drums is also much more "rounded" compared to the subsequent works, with a remarkably privileged kick drum and a less insistent snare drum; it’s hard to believe that you can even hear some small syncopations, some plays on the cymbals, and that (still harder to believe) the pieces are all quite slow and I would dare say with a strong Doom aftertaste. But now let’s move on to the greatest shame, the guitars.
The riffing not only doesn’t feature anything Black, but it also has almost nothing Thrash (the "corner kick save" of Fenriz on drums); the riffing is pure Death metal, not far from the Floridian school. However, let’s give it to them, our Norwegian friends still manage to give it an extra touch of darkness, a more languid aura that many (not all) Death works from the time lack: all this, I repeat, without ever straying from the boundaries of this genre. You'll hear solos, as cheesy as you like, but a real rarity for Darkthrone. You'll hear twin guitars that are not cheesy at all and actually pleasant but equally rare for Darkthrone, you'll hear scales, you'll hear chords so heavy and not frosty that you'd have a hard time believing it's the same six-string that two years later would play "Nastassja In Eternal Sleep". You'll hear in the riffing everything you would never expect from this current couple. And the bass? You can actually hear the bass, and how you can hear it: it even has some little breaks and a kind of (horrid) solo at the end of "Sempiternal Sepulchral". A feature that instead sets them apart from other Death groups of the time is the presence of some keyboards, used excellently and enviably by many other bands; some notes carried by the wind add that bleak atmosphere that makes "Soulside Journey" an album different from the others (impossible not to mention the deadly opening of "Grave With A View"). As for the vocals, there are fewer surprises; Nocturno Culto sings growls, but a rather clean growl that won’t horrify anyone as it’s somewhat similar to the vocalizations present on "Panzerfaust". Instead, I would prefer not to talk about the lyrics, so rich in "Fuck" and "Fucking" as to challenge Phil Anselmo.
Now there are four scenarios. You are avid fans of Darkthrone and then you are ready to forgive them for anything including a fling with the enemy (meaning the album in question): make this album yours, maybe (I see it tough, though…) you'll see some connection with their subsequent discography and anyway you will have in your hands a good Death Metal album with which to let everyone hear that if they want, your idols can even play decently. You are die-hard Black Metal fans and you hate Darkthrone for what they did; make this album yours, winter is cold and the plastic of the CD case doesn’t burn poorly at all. You are die-hard fans of Death Metal and you are willing to overlook Darkthrone’s present; make this album yours and you will have an excellent Old School work that undeniably contributed to the birth of a genre. You don't give a damn about Death, Black, Darkthrone: make this album yours and start listening to some good music starting from those who laid the foundations. Got the concept?
Tracklist and Lyrics
01 Cromlech (04:11)
Into the abyss i fall
And Dark is the reich of the dead
A portal to reach to the side
Where bodies fall from the sky
Solitude And Peace Of Mind
Entombed In Cromlech
Yes, flee over the River Styx
and join the dead with joy
An ocean of Blasphemy
Heathenish realm
and "Do What Thou Wilt" as decoy
My Prophecy is true...
We'll All Make It Through
02 Sunrise Over Locus Mortis (03:30)
The dark and cold wastelands of
Grey dust softens when my downturned
Triangular teardrops covers the ground
This secret got lost to the shepherd's flock
My burning skin connects with the sands of time
And thus the holy angels appear
Drag them through the mud I cried
Instead of me
This is not the death I choose
Your christian trials are wrong!
I speak of what I want
And my heart lies therein
Blackened you say
Then black is my way
And call me an enemy
I shall only stand proud
Awaiting the rise of the dark side
Surise Over Locus Mortis
03 Soulside Journey (04:36)
I have had this Vision
of a voyage in mind and soul
Through silent Somniferous scenes
within the enclosed chambers of my
untouched spiritual experiences
Soaring through damp air, Seeing
faces, twisting, plunging through my colour
Cosmic Fear arrives, I hold a dead one,
Surrounded by my many candles
(I burn to cleanse the air)
Rotten Unclean Sacrifice Nightmares
Unreal Psychedelic Journey
Ride The Darkside
Search The Soulside
05 Neptune Towers (03:14)
Landscapes of frozen methane
Vast fields of blue dust before my eyes
I was sent here to describe and tease
The minds of the fantasy kings of my homeland
On a ship of curiosity I sail
Oh what treasure can be found here!
And why must eyes face this
Unearthly show of morbid climate
Behind the Neptune hillsides
They say the towers stand tall
Built by hands dissimiliar to mine
And Brought alive
By hearts of ancient alien cultures
06 Sempiternal Sepulchrality (03:32)
Oh, once again, I kneel before this altar
Out in the moist chilly forest I proclaim
The Autumn leaves that fell
And those who still attach the trees
The Breeze that blew my hair
The one I've known through all these years...
The songs I never forgot -
A past that is now Lost....
07 Grave With a View (03:27)
I am allergic to my own tongue
Licking my wounds,end up in Tears
I sweep my teeth in yellow Spit
Rotting Christ before my eyes.
I spit in the mouth of the priest-
Revenge for Those Who Died
So what If I'm fuckin' Insane
I'll fucken kill ya anyway!
My very Heart blows out of my
fucking chest
and the Beams go Wild against the
brown,brown wall
I hope they give me a Grave with a
View...
08 Iconoclasm Sweeps Cappadocia (04:00)
Burn the crucifix.
Cremate the sould of the Virginborn
Freeze the shadow of ashes and let
it float away by the Thunder listener's
intense eyelash movements under their
concentration to open the cosmic lid
Cursh not only our surrounding walls
of curiosity, but also the hordes
of Blind Believers.
09 Nor the Silent Whispers (03:17)
The Open Road,
like a blue horizon
And you could see for Miles
So we could submerge right here
And we should bring our hearts there...
Top of the White trees
would mean nothing to us
Nor the silent whispers
from the souls of glass
10 The Watchtower (04:57)
Nocturnal flight, no shadows cast
a distant symbol of our beyond
life lies in front of us
Sacred Ground, Rotten Earth
Ashes To Dust
Flesh Decomposed
Caressing the sacred ground
where the deadened corpses lie
A sepulchural misty night
with a whiff of the Macabre
Silently watching the stones
put there as a symbol of death
Our minds united; A force is lit,
and insight creates
A humanoid watchtower, reaching for
their souls to the Sky
For a glance onto
The Other Side....
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