Articles by Matt Daniels
Cold and calculating, ‘Slaves of the Vast Machine’ moves with unrelenting force over its monolithic 45 minute runtime, with each minute passing fluidly and not in any way dawdling by. No filler all fucking killer.
This particular oddity sounds like the massacred nightmare of a meth-possessed madman whose fantasies of sex, drugs and metal mayhem furiously pound into one another as he froths at the mouth to produce one climax-inducing drug wank that’s just as messy and satisfying.
The inhuman nature of its themes is reflected in its music making it a faceless beast of an EP that puts the listener slap-bang in the midst of the situation, in darkness, in claustrophobia, in despair, where the only choices are abandon hope or persevere into the unknown.
Grim magic for the next generation of corpse-painters to bury themselves in.
It’s fleshed out metal with blood, sweat and tears as opposed to the usual grind produced by most of the bands out there today. Simply breathtaking.
Both pulsating with excitement and overwhelming darkness and yet claustrophobic with fear of an unknowing and foreboding future, ‘A Requiem For Terra’ hammers home its meaning with every note played. It’s a perfect vision of avant-garde and blackened metal licked with bleak and suffocating themes.
There is simply no band quite like Gnaw Their Tongues and the fact it is hard to pin down a definite genre shows that Mories continues to pioneer new ground and bring about fresh new horror to our ears.
This album is proof that we really shouldn’t have to expect anything from Anaal Nathrakh because they deliver consistently great material album after album, with a few surprises thrown in every time.