Fuck! I have derailed! Anyway, almost all these demos I got from Funeral Spirit. Thanks for not having a life, man. You help me waste more of mine. Seriously, though, - since post-CL IO's already J'd the Shark anyway - you should support independent blogs. Check out the sidebar. Lots of friends up to cool shit. Here's what I'm up to . . .
Conflagration's Morbid Dissonances (2011), independent
This Norwegian duo, having spent three years together before releasing the Morbid Dissonances demo, play tight death/thrash that may or may not be trendy right now, but is undoubtedly executed so well in the two songs found on this demo - middle track (also the title track) is a quick instrumental that actually doesn't kill the momentum - so you'll be headbanging and pissing off your dubstep-listenin' roommates too hard to worry about this shit being hackneyed. Not to mention "conflagration" is one of my favorite words in what I know of the English language. The sound is natural and crisp without being polished; the riffs are piercing, blazing fast and head straight for your heart, after a few minutes jamming this you'll totally know how St. Sebastian felt. The drummer kills, of course: he's Norweyan, dude's probably been playing since he could make a fist; the vocals are present, uneffected and pretty original - Marge said they remind her of TGF, probably she means Morbid Tales-era. The two (actual) songs are over five minutes, rife with energy and well put together. There's a hard splice on the first track that's also one of my favorite parts. Give this demo thirteen minutes of your night. The spooky zombie movie soundtrack solo during the halftime of "Pain from Beyond" is alone worth it. Total Refuse!
Hic Iacet's Hedonist of the Death (2011), Hell's Headbangers
And now for something completely different: Hic Iacet's 2010 debut, Hedonist of the Death, recently repressed at least 333 times on brown vinyl thanks to the Nuns' Laughter Guy. Is it strange that our ears can discern a vast - or even single - difference between Conflagration and Spain's Hic Iacet's? These guys, all zero of them, play a similar style of sunshine death with a blackened tilt a la everyone these days, notably the aforeviewed Conflagration, and there's very little to set them apart from this crowd. Besides great production, of course.
DGMW, the songs are swell, too. They're fast and evil and varied, ranging from blackened thrash riffs that usually segue into Swedish deathstomp parts that'll rouse the kitty on your lap to start batting at your flailing hair. Occasionally will crawl forth a maudlin funeral doom riff or flashes of 3rd wave blasturbation; each of which will have you fondling your guardian djinn's invisible ballsack - guaranteed. But . . . Well . . . I guess my point can be found in that artwork. Sure, it's pretty sick. It's also very familiar. (Did I getcyha? Haha, yeah, I did!) It's familiar and it's pretty derivative and then some, but it's cool, it's - ya know - dece. I'd be pumped to see Hic Iacet play these songs live; hope there'd be at least some circle pitting. Who knows? You might love this and feel indifferent towards Conflagration.Anyway, you know it's a strong review when the reviewer's just like: IDK See 4 yinzselves.
Wasteland's Mračne Dveri Baranje (2011)
My point is: this demo is for dorks. This style can be executed pretty well, but this isn't a demonstration of that. This is more of like a demonstration of how it can go wrong. If you like keyboards that sound like a flat clarinet moaning atop crunched-out, yet paradoxically diffused power metal riffs while someone's Jiffy Pop keeps it all held together then you'll love this. "Gharr" is a strong track, though. Put it on your mix for your annual Christmas DnD jam; the Cheetos Gang will love it. I'm sorry. I've just got a chip on my shoulder cuz my high school meloblack band, Utopia Ablaze, never got beyond our first practice, which was actually just me and my friend Cody sitting in Cody's older brother's top bunk while he played Dimmu Borgir riffs on his older brother's Ibanez knock-off and I tapped on my thighs with pens and whisperscreamed. You'll have to take my word when I promise you that this is better than that. (I'm aware that this actually rules and sounds nothing like Cradle of Filth, by the way.)
Dolores' To die no more (2011), Fern & Moss Cassettes
this? Yes, even that. I'm a sensualist and I love this demo. Think of this as laying around somewhere between It's Always Sunn0))) in Gloomington and blogmetal's The Weeknd.
Now let's just go ahead and stare for a while . . . Hey, wait a minute, is that Olivia Locher?!
*Through a Glass Darkly,