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PREAMBLE PT.1: this is my first review, so I hope in your eventual comments you can give me some suggestions for future reviews. Thank you.
PREAMBLE PT.2: why review an album like this? Considering there are already reviews by people who surely love this band more than I do, given that I no longer listen to this genre, and perhaps own the entire discography?
The answer lies in a simple word: EMOTIONS, and in the fact that regardless of whether this album is a masterpiece (for any black metal listener) or not (for any technical death and prog listener), the simple emotions this album has given me have only been felt with a few other albums in my vast discography.
I suppose any metal listener has had their period of misanthropy and solitude, some at 14-16 years old, others like me at 20, and listening to this album in your dark room thinking about nothing but yourself while "Transilvanian Hunger" plays in the background, the concept of misanthropy reaches its peak.
Yes, you understood correctly, this album should be listened to while alone, perhaps before dawn (as I did at 5:30 in the morning) or while walking in the woods, and that's when I understood that man and nature are one.. Many of you might be laughing reading my statements, but all this was true for me, listening to "Transilvanian Hunger" in complete solitude I didn’t think about burning churches or killing someone (strange but true), I simply thought about myself, no hate, no love, not even apathy, I simply traveled with my mind and that's it.
Did I perhaps do wrong? Is thinking only of oneself in those moments selfish? I don’t know, I only know that everyone should do it at least once a day and I bet many problems would be solved without difficulty. I also know that this album has to be listened to at least once in a lifetime, perhaps some of you will discard it afterward, but others will discover a new path, who knows.
I will not perform a track-by-track analysis because I don't evaluate individual songs but the entire album, also because in the end these songs all somewhat resemble one another two chords blared from a buzzing guitar, a barely audible drum in the background, and a production as raw as it gets, but none of this matters, what counts in the end is what you felt, nothing more, nothing less.
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