The Satanists are back.
And they're doing it big, with a charge of pure, dark Norwegian black metal, melancholic and obsessive, a steam-powered burst of power ready to perform at its best on a nineteenth-century gramophone of an old Norwegian pastor after work.
For those who don't know whom we are talking about, they are Mayhem, the most influential and dark Norwegian black metal band, in the violent and tumultuous Norway, still screaming from the issues caused by World War II, where Norway certainly had a significant role (and indeed together with Sweden it's referred to as Scandinavia).
The sound is pure and icy, immense, destructive, energetic and youthful, yet satanic at the same time. The influence of Metallica's "Master of Puppets" is very present, and guitarist Oystein Arset will consider himself a mega-fan of the avant-garde violin quartet that kept the purest American and Anglo-Saxon thrash flame alive for years.
These are the elements that form "Deathcrush." But let's carefully analyze the matter: the first track of the work is a masterful African drumming named Silvester Anfang, a tribute to the more "dark" and "black" side of music, undoubtedly that of Mozambique.
The work proceeds with the classics Deathcrush and Chainsaw Gutsfuck, literally "intestines fucked with a cutlet." AND IT'S PURE VIOLENCE.
It continues with Witching Hour, a song stolen from the much less known Venom (the creators of black metal) up to the masterpiece, Necrolust.
What can be said that hasn't already been said? Nothing.
Understood?
The next is (Weird) Manheim, an anthem to Nazism and the panzer tanks that in the last century freed us from that bunch of stinky, thieving communist peasants who never keep quiet.
Now it's the turn of Pure Fucking Armageddon, which seems more like a geddonarm than an Armageddon, but well, these are opinions. To each his own.
And finally an outro that's completely out of control, once you put it in, it just escapes.
Conclusion? An absolute must-have. At all costs.
Despite its short length and poor recording, Deathcrush is a piece of history of a movement that would be born and flourish a few years later.
Maniac's painful scream gives an extra touch of madness to the album.