Label/Distributor: Temple of Torturous
Label/Distributor [URL]: http://www.templeoftorturous.com/
Buy Album [URL]: https://eternal-deformity.bandcamp.com/
Band Website: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Eternal-Deformity-band/147131418671640
Band Line Up
Piotr Rokosz – Keyboards
Przemyslaw Symcek – Guitars
Arkadiusz Szymus – Guitars
Przemyslaw Kaznat – Vocals
Robert Wrozyna – Bass
Tymoteuz Ciasko – Drums
2. Esoteric Manifesto
3. Sweet Isolation
6. Mimes, Ghouls and Kings
Polish punishers Eternal Deformity have returned with “No Way Out”, their sixth album, once again showcasing their unique and experimental take on Black Metal. It is a macabre rollercoaster ride straight to pits of Hades; in many ways the experience is like being savaged by Cerberus himself.
The album begins with the old cliched calm-before-the-storm routine: the instumental “I”, which is mercifully brief. The album begins proper with “Esoteric Manifesto”, a drama-fuelled escapade into darkness. It is exceptionally heavy and doom-laden, and the vocals are packed with authority. At the midpoint the tempo changes, and the vocals become altogether more feral. It is like the soundtrack to a nightmare.
Next up is “Sweet Isolation”, with its acid drenched vocals, jangling guitars, panoramic keyboards, and viking style chants. It is all very off-kilter, but it works a treat. The momentum is continued with “Reinvented”, which comes on like a slow motion apocalypse, before eruping into a violent, syncopated rapture. To say it is large in scope would be like saying the universe is fairly large.
The band offer up another side to their repertoire with “Mothman”, an ethereal, funereal dirge; mostly instrumental, with eerie harmony vocals at its conclusion. The portentious “Mimes, Ghouls And Kings” is up next, a perverted thrillride, from the bowels of hell. The album closes with the dark, bewitching glamour of “Glacier”; as icy as its title suggests.
Eternal Deformity have offered up a masterclass in Experimental Black Metal. The songs meander and twist in viscous, deranged ways. The buzzsaw-like guitar tone is heavier than a Wookiee’s nutsack, the keyboards are lush yet sinister, and tightly wound aggression is just as it needs to be. This is an album that is as close to perfection as you will hear this year.
Review By Owen Thompson