You by Johnny the Boy

Label: Season of Mist
Origin: United Kingdom x Sweden

Born of the dark rockers from Crippled Black Phoenix, a new demon rises from fiery ashes. Johnny the Boy razes the extreme scene with a bulldozer driven by contempt and hatred. Each track on their debut You stomps the ground flat leaving the listener gasping for air through the cracks.

The namesake for this group is made absolutely clear in the opening seconds of “Die Already.” “Johnny the Boy has done it again” – iconic lines muttered in the 1979 cult-classic Mad Max – punctuate the amplified feedback and build anticipation at the start of the record. Slow, melodic riffs float to the earth, before lead vocalist Belinda Kordic‘s shrieking black metal vocals dig through the dirt and rip the soul out of the listener. The pace of the onslaught is surprisingly controlled, and offers a refreshing take on an extreme style – a melodic-blackened-grind. This is the genre you didn’t think you needed.

Songs are lengthy, another revelation in a land dominated by brief, breakneck tracks. “Grime” bleeds effortlessly into its opening verse. Gojira-like stop-start notes blend into melodic riffages, and Belinda’s lubricated vocals thrust the song forward with ease. Lead guitarist Justin Greaves explores the edges of the album’s scorched landscape with a variety of continuous riffs – a true headbanger’s delight. A keen fan of extreme metal will note that his resume, including stops with Norwegian black metallers Borknagar and before that, English sludge-crust group Iron Monkey, has allowed him certain creative freedoms and flexibility with song building that absolutely mushroom-clouds here. Bassist Matt Crawford brews a down-tuned toxin in the beginning of “He Moves” that would make Black Sabbath die young, a doom-triggering potion that preludes the atomic force of the majority of the track.

“Crossings” opens like a Satanic church service with a muffled bell tolling out death and destruction, before an almost western-metal (think Wayfarer) riff opens the sonic passageways to the altar of doom. Cascading drums tumble down the musical score in preparation for the oncoming storm, and Belinda’s shrieks wallow in sludge-infested guitar and bass. “Druh” and “Wired,” both clocking in below three minutes, are the shortest and most aggressive tracks on the entirety of You.

Without You (34:03 - 41:16)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nnNHKoPfH7M

Standout track “Without You” is shocking – in the best way possible. This otherwise grimey ballad features the album’s only apparent clean vocals, sounding like a lonely, old witch in her rocking chair telling stories of the departed. Melody creeps in midway through the track, as the vocals become distorted and heavy, and the signature Johnny the Boy sound is back. After another brief pause, a screaming solo rides the wind on the last couple minutes of the record, the entire song a sonic treat – very much Johnny the Boy‘s answer to Watain‘s “They Rode On” or Lamb of God‘s “Overlord.”

Johnny the Boy is a refreshing, thoughtful new band that challenges the current extreme metal environment. Debut album You is a wild ride, provoking terror and introspection in each track, and concluding with one of the most versatile and spellbinding metal tracks of the year.

For a more personal journey with Johnny the Boy, read our interview with them here!

FFO: Full of Hell, Wayfarer, Ante-Inferno, Mad Max and Conan the Barbarian

INTERVIEW: Johnny the Boy

Andrew: I am honored to be here chatting with you all. Let’s talk about the name. It used to be World War, and I am assuming Johnny the Boy is a reference to Mad Max…

Belinda: Ding!

Can we discuss the process; who came up with it; any argument; was it an immediate “that’s gotta be it”?

Justin: Correct. The World War thing got old pretty quick. It has progressed and evolved into something more than what it was when we began. We didn’t plan anything, because we always do everything just the way we want to anyway, but I think that headspace was from wanting to do something really nihilistic and cold at first, but we just ended up doing what we want so that’s why the name change. But yeah – Johnny the Boy, of course it is taken from the character in Mad Max, and to be honest, I can’t tell you why I wrote it down. We got to the point to the point where we came up with some cool names and they were always taken.

Belinda: Always taken! Everything is taken!

Justin: They’re always taken by some guy in his bedroom who has just made a Facebook page.

Belinda: That’s how you check out what’s taken, you see if there’s a Facebook page. You’ve gotta keep looking – I was looking in books and poetry and it’s always taken. But this one felt right, he [Justin] came up with Johnny the Boy and I was like “Hell yeah!” And I am Australian, I was born in Australia, so it feels close. And then we have Johnny the Boy the character, who is like *makes cuckoo sounds*.

Justin: And that’s it, it ended up on that list, I didn’t know how the other guys would take it, I was just like “Johnny the Boy?”

Matt: That was it. Literally a text came through “Johnny the Boy” and I was like.. “huh.” Then a day later it was like “Yeah, got it. This makes sense.”

Belinda: We also wanted a name that doesn’t scream what kind of music it is. Like you said, this name that you can hardly read what it is, or a really dark name that’s really “black metal,” we wanted something the opposite – you don’t know what you’re going to get really.

And I think in this extreme metal world you’re gonna have people that either go “what the fuck is this, it doesn’t sound metal at all” and they’ll swipe left.

Justin: They’re the ones losing out.

Matt: A few guys online say they’d have given it a pass but absolutely love it, and the complete opposite as well… it’s great that it’s conflicting.

Justin: And it’s stupid in a not stupid way, it’s like seriously stupid.

Belinda: It rolls off the tongue… Johnny the Boy.

Andrew: Let’s talk influence. Crippled Black Phoenix is obviously dark rock, heavy at times but ethereal and beautiful to listen to. Johnny the Boy on the other hand, calls more Full of Hell sounds right off the bat, but then changes and slows down. I am so curious – what do you all listen to?

Belinda: A lot of the time I listen to silence. I’m not influenced by music in music, I’m influenced by film and the human mind. I’m not influenced by anyone vocally… it’s never been an influence in music itself. Next!

Matt: Listening to a band called Tides of Nebula at the moment, they’re really good. They’re Polish, instrumental. They’re just fucking awesome, their last album’s absolutely fucking great. And I like a lot of ambient stuff, you can just kind of get on with your day without giving it too much attention. And then podcasts, like with Belinda, to have other people talking to you in your head, in your ear pods, that’s what puts me at ease I guess rather than kinda listening to music. It’s hard to say “oh I am in a sexy mood” so you try to find something specfic – I’d just put a podcast on.

Justin: I’m influenced by Conan the Barbarian. Like Belinda said, I am a lot more cinematic, I take my influences more from outside of music. We just care less about that sort of thing these days, we just do what we need to do. It’s more influenced by life and what we see.

Belinda: We always have, Crippled has done the same thing.

Andrew: There is clearly overlap between Crippled Black Phoenix and Johnny the Boy, some subtle and some not so much (“No Regrets”). How do you decide when to write for what group?

Justin: I can’t help it, there’s always gonna be crossover when we make the demos. “No Regrets” is actually a Johnny the Boy song, and at the time we were World War, and that’s actually why we made the album. There’s obviously gonna be a crossover that can’t be helped, but we still treat them as two different entities.

Andrew: Right – so as you sit down to write a song, do you need to consider which group the song will be for, or do you just let it flow and see where it fits?

Justin: Hmmm… probably don’t think about it that much.

Matt: When we were in tracking, there was something we started working on and ended up not being on this, and will likely be a CBP thing, it’s not a Johnny the Boy thing. That was more influenced by a political thing. The thing with Crippled Black Phoenix as a fan, there’s always been tickles of heavy but there’s never been a real riff, you know like a proper grinder that makes you go “fuck yes,” there’s always just been a little bit that’s brilliant then it’s done. I think this [Johnny the Boy] is more of a continuation of that, which is great – it tickles that itch.

Belinda: I felt that the extra song that didn’t end up on Johnny the Boy was more of a Crippled song at the end of the day.

Justin: That’s the difficult thing, we did this song and tracked it, and the first half of the song is the heaviest thing that either band, that Johnny the Boy could’ve done. It’s really heavy. But it’s really doom as well – like classical doom. Then the end gets kind of euphoric, so it’s like a CBP song but it’s super heavy so it’s like a Johnny the Boy song… now it’s just floating about.

Belinda: You’ll rework it at some point!

Justin: When Matt says it tickles an itch… we could go back and show our age, especially me and Belinda, we were in really heavy bands going back a long way so its always been there… in order to understand CBP, you have to understand that I go back even to hardcore punk influences and that’s still in CBP… if you understand that you understand Johnny the Boy.

Andrew: In your lyrics and themes, there’s a lot of resentment with the music industry, the state of the world, Brexit, etc… can you speak to the challenges of being a recording band in today’s climate? What should listeners know?

Matt: There’s always fucking something.

Justin: As far as the music industry goes, it’s been down the shitter for a while, but maybe worse than ever now. I think the Internet is to blame for some of that, obviously streaming platforms, Brexit has put an end to it in the UK… so many forces. Corporation style booking agents… they’ve fucked us royally. But let’s forget the outside world for a moment… for the music: we know it’s tough, but we’ve taken a real kicking. It seems like the big boys – the record companies, the agents… they’re the ones sticking the boot in as well. Now we’ve got travel restrictions, we can’t be outside of the country for more than 90 days…

Andrew: Really?

Justin: Yeah – we’ve no longer got freedom of movement, it’s as simple as that. We can’t get around getting double taxed, we need travel visas, it goes on and on. And now you’ve got this new style of promotion, basically it puts all the pressure on the band, so they’re booking a show and see your costs have more than doubled, but they won’t double the payout.

Belinda: Not all booking agents… just some of them.

Justin: Yes, not all. We know some great promoters, but a lot of time we don’t have a personal relationship with promoters… they just expect the band to bring in the crowd, so they’ll do presale, but the fans don’t buy presale so much because they don’t know the gig is going to happen!

Matt: Like the pay-to-play stuff that kicked off on a grassroot level 10-15 years ago, that’s become industrial scale and taken over the industry. From my point of view, I work in venues, and we’re finding it really fucking difficult as well as a host of shows to make money. There’s the argument for sales tax on merch – some venues take 25% of the profit! The bands are suffering, the venues are suffering, but someone is making money somewhere.

Justin: Everything costs more for the fan, so they’re getting ripped off – it’s like who is making this money? Say the venue takes 25% for merch. At some point, and what we argue, the bands have to say, especially the big bands like Gojira, they’re the ones that bring thousands of fans, they’re the bands that have to say no. We’re not going to do that, we’ll sell our merch in a van outside or something… but they don’t. They still do it, charge $200+ for autographed things like drumsticks and keep the industry rolling along.

Belinda: The most embarrassing thing ever – I’d rather jump off a bridge than do this – are these meet and greets. How embarrassing to charge $100’s for meet and greets!

Matt: Well I think that came as a response to bands losing money on tours, they were like well “if we can make money doing this and people will pay it,” I guess, ok? I don’t think it’s ok but…

Belinda: But they’ve been doing it for years, Madonna and all, everyone’s been doing it! I just think it’s horrible, we’re not talking fifty quid, it’s hundreds! It’s embarrassing.

Justin: But even if you felt compelled to do it because you’re losing money, you’re not charging these…

Belinda: Oh, God! To meet the fan. The fan has to pay to kiss your hand – fuck no!

Justin: It’s exploitative, anyway, exploiting people who have already paid a lot of money to support you.

Matt: Bands like Gojira should be leading the path, making this change for others, they’re so influential – so they need to put their fucking money where their mouth is, and step up and set the precedent.

Andrew: It’s challenging as a fan to navigate this, right? If I say “I want to see Gojira” this year – buying that ticket and everything with it is my only option.

Matt: We were going to Holland and discussing the Gojira stuff – they aren’t bad guys! They advocate a lot and sing about veganism, I quite like Gojira, but they’re off the mark. If it was like, 20% of the profits go to this cause or such, that would be a start.

Belinda: Agree – I’d be cool with it for profits to animal rights, etc.

Matt: And it’s not everyone. I went to see Devin Townsend in April – a t-shirt was fifteen quid, and a hoodie was thirty which is what you’d expect. Now the designs were shit, so I didn’t get one… but the prices were about what you’d expect. And he’s no better or worse a person than the guys in Gojira – that’s not an industry problem that’s a band problem.

Andrew: So as a band, growing in size and trying to stay true to who you are as great people and honor your fans – how do you navigate the feeling of “I gotta eat too?” You have a lot of people to pay.

Belinda: The big problem is there’s eight of us in the band live, so you can imagine how fucking hard it is for us to go out on the road. That’s the biggest problem… isn’t it Justin? You can’t do DIY anymore.

Justin: Before internet, a bag of loose change for the telephone box and handwritten directions to the venue, back of vans with no seats. It’s difficult really, it’s definitely doing it the hard way if you want to stay true to yourself and keep some integrity. If you don’t want to be treated like a bitch, and most bands are treated like bitches, and you become desensitized to it so bands just think that’s the way it is… that’s what keeps it all going, just beats up bands and treats them badly. If you’re one of the few that say hold on… no actually we’re not going to lose money on this venture, people come to see us because of the music we make and we’re not losing money because of that. Like Belinda says, a live band is eight people, we have to accept it is difficult for us. We’re not a huge band by any means, some years we do well and others not so well… it’s just doing it the hard way man, just get in the trench and be prepared to stay there. I wish it wasn’t like that.

Justin: Hey, you say you’re from Denver – sometimes I wish I lived in Denver because I’m really into Slim Cessna – and you’ve got some really nice places to go biking as well.

Andrew: Yes, Denver is such a great place. Really great venues and good metal scene, and can’t beat the outdoors. Justin – you’re headed to Italy for a gravity bike race?

Justin: I am, after these gigs, yeah. Doing the World Championship. My last hurrah – I am getting too old.

Matt: You’re going to have to defend your world title next year!

Andrew: Johnny the Boy, you haven’t toured yet, would you consider coming to the United States?

Belinda: Of course!

Matt: Absolutely! Fucking hell, it’d be awesome.

Justin: Hell yeah!

Belinda: We’d only be five people on stage, so it’d be a lot easier. Yeah we definitely want to play.

Justin: Make it happen! Get the word out. We’re a new band, nobody knows us, we don’t expect anything because of our other bands – we need to get the word out there and play some shows.

Belinda: And find a booking agent!

Andrew: Are you familiar with Psycho Las Vegas? I think Johnny the Boy would be a perfect fit for that festival – shoot for 2024, I think you’d really kill it there.

Justin: They had CBP booked a few years back, but it fell through. Never got visas (not our fault). A lot of festivals want this exclusivity thing, so you can pretty much only play that festival in that year, nowhere else. But anyway, we’d be there in a flash.

Matt: A friend of mine was well into the album, and he said “Johnny the Boy” would go well with Voyager, on Season of Mist as well.

Belinda: Fuck no, Voyager??

Matt: I’d love to play anywhere, we’ve got to try to generate some buzz – playing with a label mate might be easier.

Andrew: If you were to play a show with You, one record and eight songs, would you play all eight or mix something else in?

Justin: We’d play six songs – less songs.

Belinda: We’d maybe throw in that song we’re gonna cover, Justin, where we maybe was a member once upon a time…

Andrew: Iron Monkey?

Belinda: Ooo-ooo-ooo!

Justin: Yeah we’d maybe throw in an old Monkey song for the nostalgia, out of respect, because I’ve said I didn’t want to reform the band and leave it with respect – but that got ruined anyway, so we might as well do it. When Belinda did her vocals, some of her vocals took me back to when I was playing in Iron Monkey, she has that really natural raw spite, that raw venom that I think is really rare. She just shreds on people, and there aren’t many people I come across that have that genuinely and naturally. So I think from doing a Monkey song, nobody should ever sing that, but for Belinda it would be ok to do.

Andrew: Belinda, would it be difficult to sing a Johnny the Boy set for an entire tour?

Belinda: This type of singing – this is my natural singing. But I’ve never toured, so I don’t know, but my voice doesn’t get affected by singing that way. I think with a really good sound engineer we could make it work, because the heavy music might otherwise overpower it. Physically? No problem.

Justin: We’d just have to sort out a drummer. Matt would play second guitar when playing live, since Matt played bass on the record, and we’ve got a friend who has already thrown his hat in the ring for drums. Someone from Norway, I won’t say anymore…

Andrew: Justin, would you ever play drums in a live performance with Johnny the Boy?

Belinda: I wouldn’t want him to play drums – but maybe the drums on the Iron Monkey cover? He’s left handed is the issue.

Justin: I don’t know – maybe – I’m not saying never, but I’ve not played drums live for a long time. Yeah I’m guitar now. But I still record drums, so that’s nice, but yeah.

Belinda: On Crippled albums too, what a good drummer you are.

Justin: Not like I used to be. I played with a Norwegian band once, Borknagar, and did a tour with them – I wasn’t the best but I could do everything – the blast beats, double kicks, etc. and now with some Johnny the Boy songs I’m thinking “fucking hell” and trying to keep up, I was surprised I couldn’t do Motorhead speed anymore, but anyway.

Andrew: Justin, Matt, Belinda – thank you so much for taking the time with me and chatting, I truly enjoyed our discussion and look forward to keeping in touch and watching for that American tour!

Belinda: Thank you, and we’re really happy you wanted to talk to us!

Justin: And we’re going to make that tour work!

Matt: Cheers guys!

Litanies of Iconoclasm by Dechristianized

Label: Unsigned/Independent
Origin: Sicily, Italy

Italian death dealers Dechristianized deliver unyielding heaviness and blistering guitar solos in their latest EP, Litanies of Iconoclasm. The stakes are high for this 90’s-inspired death metal entry, considering the full boat of artists working in this hallowed pit, and i ragazzi from Sicily do not disappoint. Turn after turn reveals one killer track after another, and outside of the brief introductory hand, listeners are left with six of a brutal kind.

Ante up with the intro track “Diabolical Dimension,” a short but moving atmospheric escape into distance screams, crackling fire, and uncertain static, all setting the table for the lead single, “The Serpent’s Wrath.” This track presents a powerful spread up front, with blast-beating and classic riffs carrying Dorian’s epic tuned-down death growls. A Slayer-like squealing solo elevates the pot, and slowed, crushing sludge reminds the listener that Dechristianized is not a novice in the game. Mid-deck face cards such as “Mother of the Seven Sins” and “Malevolence” rely heavily on this proven strategy, largely overpowering and dominating from beginning to end, with knife’s-edge solos to mix things up and cut the deck. The latter slowplays the first few seconds before folding devastation into the remainder of the track, concluding with Gatecreeper-like down-trodden riffs in spades. “Obliteration By The Beast” maintains a crafty draw, with sneak peak pinch harmonics thrown in just enough to keep the listener interested before blowing them away with Wydle-esque soloing.

Temple of Sickness (14:58 - 18:17)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qxenc0jYbc4&t=898s

Standout “Temple of Sickness” is perhaps the most varied of the tracks, and showcases a variety of enflamed hands. Early in the fire, the music cuts for a split second – a common but effective tactic to reinforce the brutality of the aural assault. Where the listener might have expected a second bet of the same pause, Dechristianized choose to check it – only to value bet minutes later with an artfully-timed cymbal-laden silence. The end of this track surprisingly plays like the ending of Blood Incantation‘s “Inner Paths (To Outer Space),” a testament to the full house of death metal greatness (try the 4:27 mark of “Inner Paths” if you don’t believe me, or even if you do, it’s epic). This song, “Temple of Sickness,” captures that all-in feeling and throws some blasting in to sweeten the pot.

Album closer, “Evil Sacrifice” three-bets conventional modern death metal into poverty, before revealing the nuts – a perfectly-played flush of suited notes. The speed of delivery and the transitional power are on full display, and the primary riff is face-melting. Dechristianized easily sweep the death-metal table with power, confidence, and creativity – rendering Litanies of Iconoclasm among the greatest payouts and most consistent decks of songs in 2023.

FFO: Exterminatus, Blood Incantation, Slayer, Gatecreeper, Cannibal Corpse

2023 Update – Extreme Underground Metal (Celtic Frost, Skálmöld, and more!)

Hails! Thank you for taking the time to check this out. I’ll be brief, but I wanted to update my readers and any labels or bands out there who like Extreme Underground Metal. If I haven’t responded to a request you’ve sent for a review, I truly apologize. I am just getting back to business after a long pause to get married, travel a bit with my wife, and move my folks across country to Denver.

I began this site within the first month of lock-down pandemic frenzy in 2020, largely as a creative response to the ending of live music and lack of metal tours for what felt like an eternity. Thankfully, as highlighted by my last post, a review of Psycho Las Vegas 2022 (sadly 2023 has been cancelled), that music is mostly back. Music returning to its live form has enabled a lot of other things to happen as well, such as travel, which has kept me occupied for many months. In traveling through Iceland, Switzerland, and Italy, metal has been on my mind.

In Iceland, I picked up a vinyl copy of Sorgir by Reykjavik-based Viking metal band Skálmöld. A small shop in the heart of the city carried a lot of great music, but I was looking specifically for a local band, and the Reykjavik Record Shop shopkeeper delivered. From the opening thundering notes of “Ljósið” (translation: the light), Skálmöld demonstrates their ferocity and intensity. Melodic leads soar above brutal guttural growls, but every song is well balanced with ethereal chants. With changes in pace and style rendering each track unique, there is something here for everyone. “Mara” is fittingly perhaps the most varied, as the Sorgir‘s closing track and its lengthiest. Beginning with the same punctuated visciousness as others, dually-layered screams closing out verses, and pummeling riffage, it abruptly transitions into gentle acoustics, before yielding into a stunning solo as the listener realizes there’s still 6 minutes to go. I definitely reccomend listing to this album, as well as the rest of Skálmöld‘s discography.

Skálmöld‘s Sorgir with some awesome graphics in full color on vinyl.

The scene: a quiet alleyway in Bern’s old town, rain drenching Switzerland’s northern capital, and a mid-afternoon coffee in hand. In the streets, underground (literally) shops are starting to swing open shutters for the evening just as a rural farmer would emerge from a basement tornado-shelter after the storm. Strolling into Serge and Peppers Records, I had only one band on my mind: Celtic Frost. 1984’s Morbid Tales sounds like if Metallica‘s Kill ‘Em All was produced by Euronymous, tuned and slowed down, and injected with hatred and misanthropy. This decidedly evil, early-blackened thrash EP laid much of the groundwork for the subsequent waves of black and death metal covered on Extreme Underground Metal. Frontman Thomas Gabriel Fischer called upon the Dark Lord himself to conjure brilliant riffs and brutal growls that were far ahead of their time. Recommended track: “Dethroned Emperor.”

In this past year of travels, I have learned a lot about the world as well as about myself. Most of the bands I have spent time listening to and writing about on this site are small, international groups outside of the United States, who have a unique storytelling style and an immense amount of talent. These are groups who (largely) are not making their music for the money, and many don’t make much money at all, rather they do it because they have a passion and a love for metal. The same is true for many labels and record shops. We’re all in this together, and need the community now more than ever before.

I urge you to continue to support these artists.

Andrew Keene
Founder, Extreme Underground Metal

Stay tuned for a review of Sicilian slaughterers, Dechristianized and their newest EP Litanies of Iconoclasm!

Live Review: Psycho Las Vegas 2022

Bands Seen: Mercyful Fate, Emperor, Mayhem, Carcass, Wolves in the Throne Room, Blood Incantation, Mgla, Gatecreeper, Akhlys, Black Sabbitch

The 2022 installment of Psycho Las Vegas got off to a diabolically heavy start with shrouded Polish legends Mgla. Just under an hour of smoke-induced distortion and characteristically slow chugging eventually evolved to crowd-favorite “Exercises in Futility V” before the band left the main stage.

Mgla on Friday, August 19 at Psycho Las Vegas 2022

Wolves in the Throne Room followed suit with a fitting performance full of new tracks and old favorites, atmospheric melody, and passionate shrieks. These were the only Americans to grace the main stage on this first day of blackened-metal-fueled chaos.

Wolves in the Throne Room on Friday, August 19 at Psycho Las Vegas 2022

Carcass marched the guitar parade out with force, playing like they were 20-somethings back in England trading tapes with the likes of At the Gates and Dissection. They notably involved the crowd, encouraging them to dance and sing along with them as they ripped through “Heartwork,” among other favorites.

Carcass on Friday, August 19 at Psycho Las Vegas 2022

Mayhem needs no introduction, but as this author’s 5th time seeing them, it just gets better and better. Mixing in killer new tracks from Daemon at the beginning of the show – before transforming into hooded villains for a few off of DMDS, and finally ending with the Deathcrush EPMayhem did not disappoint and set the stage well for Emperor.

Mayhem on Friday, August 19 at Psycho Las Vegas 2022

Emperor. Wow. Meaning no disrespect to the others on the billing – Emperor is cut from a different cloth. Tight, melodic, fast, and full-powered, Ihsahn and company played hit after hit after hit, leaning into every chorus and verse with the intensity and terror of their prime. Favorite track of the night: “Curse You All Men.”

Emperor on Friday, August 19 at Psycho Las Vegas 2022

On a variety of unique side stages, extreme metal was on full display in all forms. An all-female Black Sabbath cover band, Black Sabbitch, soared through 1970’s Sabbath with a finesse that would make Iommi proud. Blood Incantation thundered in the Rose Ballroom of Resorts World, pausing occasionally to joke about the headlining slot Bone Thugs-N-Harmony got over some other more deserving groups (it’s a metal festival, after all, right?). Nightmare-bringing black metal group Akhlys (featured on this webzine with their newest record) brought down the Redtail stage at 2:00AM, three hours after Emperor left the room. And last, but not least, the first Extreme Underground Metal Band of the Year, Gatecreeper, dominated the Ayu Dayclub stage.

Gatecreeper on Saturday, August 20 at Psycho Las Vegas 2022
Gatecreeper on Saturday, August 20 at Psycho Las Vegas 2022

Sunday night. The Sabbath. A Dangerous Meeting. Mercyful Fate took the stage on North American soil for the first time this century. What followed was nothing short of spectacular. The stage – an elaborate scene complete with an evil baphomet and inverted cross – could barely contain King Diamond, Mercyful Fate‘s iconic frontman. His range of falsetto shrieks and Satanic growls were competitive with that of the 1980’s. The band, led by guitarist Hank Shermann, were loud and proud, and shredded through legendary instrumental sections while the King changed his wardrobe to match the song. All told – a perfect conclusion. Mercyful Fate changed the evolution of heavy metal – and their performance on Sunday night reminded the thousands in attendance of why. Until next year!

Mercyful Fate on Sunday, August 21 at Psycho Las Vegas 2022.

Throats of Lie by Temple of Gorgon

Label: Geistraum Records
Origin: Los Angeles, California, USA

The sun is shining on a warm afternoon in downtown LA, but in the nuclear green underground, in the Temple of Gorgon, one man charmer Geist is ushering in a grim new age of frost-bitten evil. Throats of Lie flash-freezes the listener’s aural gaze, allowing the temple’s venomous inhabitants to blast-beat strike their way in for the kill.

Opening track “Rebirth of the Moon” establishes a distorted, down-tuned den at a flow synonymous with the mid-90’s wave of Norwegian Black Metal. Sizzling chords slither down the soundboard of throaty growls delivered in the vein of Satyr of Satyricon in both tone and tempo. Despite the blistering rattle of the leading licks, the snare is kept at a moderate speed, and the percussion is well mixed, throttling neither the guitar’s melodic scales nor Geist’s deadly bite.

Gorgon Green Translucent Cassette, limited edition of 30!

The riffs throughout are insidiously catchy, and eerie background synths introduced on the title track and continued on subsequent ripper “Worshipers of the Serpent” enhance the ophidian charm of the whole first side of the tape. Fourth track “Pale White Hand” hits this point home: a hypnotic guitar solo midway through curls into an extended bridge, vicious vocals, and a fade-out that leads into the cassette player’s *snap* which indicates the time to flip.

Side two opens with unorthodox “Of Fog and Dust,” featuring a coiled pair of melody changes as well as double-kicked bass drum playing a high stakes table at full tilt. Compared to the previous tracks on Throats of Lie, this side is decidedly more aggressive and fast-paced; the coldly calculating serpent has decided to lash out from the nest. Sixth track “Temple of Gorgon” continues along this instrumental blood vessel, with Erik Danielsson (Watain) – esque grunts injecting the first major arteries with hatred.

Blood Horizon (Track 7)
https://templeofgorgon.bandcamp.com/album/throats-of-lie

Standout track “Blood Horizon” intertwines a shimmering snake-pit of riffs with menacing shrieks and lethal intonations. An intricately calibrated lead surprises the listener, enrapturing their attention all while the duplicitous viper devours the main body of the track. Start-stop instrumentals false charge into the unknown, adding an extra skin of complexity to an already murderous song. Record closer “Enter the Kingdom of the Dead” merges all of the elements of previous tracks into one, amalgamating the backdrop of synth, brutal growls, and serpentine guitar melodies.

Temple of Gorgon strikes at the modern black metal field with venom and vigor, unfurling an already-classic-sounding debut full-length. Throats of Lie casually entrances the listener with diabolical vocals, record pace, and punishing riffs – before puncturing the listener’s staid musical bloodlines and filling them with diabolical blackened poison.

FFO: Satyricon, Watain, Thorns, 1349

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Anaphora Lithu Actinism by Lucifugum

Label: Propaganda
Origin: Mykolaiv, Ukraine

“Art is the only reason to live,” the mantra of Eastern European-based label Propaganda, seems tame in comparison to the core message of mysterious black metal entity Lucifugum. On recent full-length Anaphora Lithu Actinism, dual-dealing demonic entities Khlyst and Stabaath deliver bleak incantation and even bleaker intonation – stirring The Dark Lord from His slumber.

Opening track “Парад пепла (The Parade of Ashes)” is an overdriven chant of unmistakable evil; accessible black metal this is not. Throat-ripping vocals maintain funeral dirge cadence, refusing to be interrupted by loamy riffs that keep time with shovelfuls of top soil hitting the coffin. Delirious blackened leads spirit second track “Эклиптика отделения (Ecliptic Separation)” out of the shadows, and nudge the pace of the record into mid-tempo ecstasy. Axe-slinger Stabaath sutures sludge-soaked strings and ungodly licks through this body of work with the precision and patience of a master seamstress. Harsh and powerful vocals blend seamlessly with each track’s reanimation, coercing forces of evil into the musical domain.

Standout track “Акростихия (Acrostic)” weaves minor chords in and out of percussive breaks and tempo variations with the complexity and speed of a bacterial army overtaking a decaying corpse. Thunderous, bone-shattering snare and fluid, coagulating growls eclipse the light of life throughout the five minute track, and effortlessly guide the listener to the artfully macabre second half of Anaphora Lithu Actinism.

Penultimate track “Иконотопье (Iconotopia)” is a discordant sonic wall of rot. While other tracks have audible breaks near their nascence, this one is an unambiguous salute to uncongenial listening. Black metal at its foundation was designed (read: not designed) to be abrasive, unpolished, shocking, and brutal. Over the years, various groups have taken creative liberties with the musical qualities of the genre, especially within the realm of symphonic black metal and melodic black/death metal, but have gone to great lengths to preserve the culture of the art of black metal. Throughout this record, and most exhibited on this song and the album opener, Lucifugum show that they are true to their roots: these tracks are callously inaccessible and mercilessly raw.

Final track “Кенотаф разума (Cenotaph of Reason)” melds elaborate shrieks and corroded licks on a palette of molding blackened chaos. Clean, Behemoth-style chants briefly slice through, clarifying the consistency of the primarily guttural delivery. Brilliant guitar-work siphons red-hot blood through choked arteries, while drawn-out growls breathe wicked life into the spiritless cadaver: Satan is born again.

Lucifugum makes no bones about their diabolical commitment to the authenticity, the mystery, and the culture of the black arts. Whereas contemporary releases occasionally rise to this level in terms of musical content, or albums feebly attempt to demonstrate their bands’ blackened lifestyles and dedication to the roots of black metal, Anaphora Lithu Actinism is a rare example of a piece of art that successfully does both.

FFO: Watain, Thorns, Archgoat, Sargeist

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Polarity by Vixenta

Label: Flowing Downward
Origin: Brisbane, Australia

Tropical storm Vixenta runs aground on an extreme metal soundscape with the ferocity of old-school black metal but the controversial charm of modern blackgaze ambience. Polarity follows beacons from genre-spanning landmark Sunbather with deft chord progressions and gentle interludes, but ultimately wreaks havoc on the breakwaters with relentless blackened sirens and lyrics saturated with inevitable death.

The soothing initial moments of opening track “A Dream in Darkness” belie the impending cyclone of intensity spurred by the kick-snare into a torrential downpour of blasting bass and riptide chords. This oceanic contrast is central to Polarity, as, not two minutes in, the tidal wave of sound dissipates and yields to a softer trickle of notes until an ungodly shriek from lead vocalist Moosh releases a dire strait of doom. Exquisite songwriting from B. allows jam-band-esque oxbows (such as the close of “A Dream in Darkness”) to flow coherently in and around heavier point bars of guitar.

Title track “Polarity” blends these disparities without missing a beat – lead licks douse the song’s vast wasteland, and nimble transitions in percussive tempo vault the entire hurricane of emotions from category one to category five. Lyrically, this track drowns in horror and despair: “There’s no hope left for me, I’m all alone now – smell of blood follows them, as they hunt me down…” Similar sentiments wash ashore further down the album’s coastline, such as on sixth track, “When the Brightest Sun, Casts the Darkest Shadow.” Polarity’s only occurrence of clean vocals juxtaposes against angry growls: “Since your light was dimmed from the curse – that poison from within, how could you let it win?” A beautiful cascade of warm overdriven chords soaks the latter half of the song, merging into an elegant orchestral closing. These instrumental sections revive the initial pensiveness of “Time is Pestilent,” which features more than two minutes of ethereal acoustics before it plummets down an obsidian waterfall of distortion.

Predation (Track 2)
https://vixentamusic.bandcamp.com/album/polarity-album

Standout track “Predation” bursts open with a ripping down-tuned riff of deafening glory on the zenith of whitecapped percussion. Insidious hi-hat prestidigitation interplays with a surging lead melody, both nudging for position behind the deadly swell of crushing shrieks. “Wicked Flame” and “Fall of the Divine” float on the choppier surf at times, with chugging power chords treading water in a groove-metal harbor, but both remain firmly within the murk of the Blackgaze Sea. The latter specifically features album-closing vocals and a delirious typhoon of musical intensity before slamming into a seawall of silence. Polarity wanes with acoustic track “A Delusion in Dusk,” musically nodding to the instrumental tracks of The Somberlain and lighting the genre-melting paraffin achieved across the span of the record.

Polarity is a masterclass in thunderous execution and dexterous precision. Vixenta floods the listener with blackened waves of sound, sucking them into the undertow of an inescapable current and drowning them in devastating sorrow.

FFO: Deafheaven (old), Alcest, Ulver (old), Wolves in the Throne Room

BLACK METAL EXTRACT

Polarity by Vixenta

Worship the Eternal Darkness by Archgoat

Label: Debemur Morti Productions
Origin: Turku, Finland

Legendary Finnish blasphemers Archgoat return to flicker the white light of Christ with their fifth full-length effort, Worship the Eternal Darkness. Evil, majestic riffs grab the demonic torch from the closing seconds of 2018 effort, The Luciferian Crown, which hide with the spellbound listener under the covers, who risks all to find out how each spinetingler will end.

Archgoat have always excelled in fertilizing primitive fields of devil-worship with brutally loamy yet catchy licks. Opening track “Heavens Ablaze” rips through sonic waves like a Rocky Mountain wildfire, before a down-tuned lead screams across frequencies, calling all cars for the world-smashing sludge-fest dangling precariously from Archgoat‘s hook and ladder.

The atmosphere created with the backing moans and melodic solo in “Black Womb Gnosis” invokes Guns ‘N’ Roses’s “Rocket Queen” . . . only if the Queen of Ecstasy were bathing in Lucifer’s boudoir within the darkest recesses of Hell.

All Christianity Ends (9:00 - 14:37)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yEsY4spZQzA

Standout track “All Christianity Ends” grinds everything to an excruciating anticlimax. Power chords dripping with the curdled blood of slain worshippers pulsate across the song like a wave pool filled with viscous bodily fluids. This track enraptures the intrepid listener with groaned sermons fit for the most vile of ceremonies under the dim light of the crescent moon, and peaks with a resounding chorus: Hail Satan!

Middle tracks “Rats Pray God” and “Empyrean Armageddon” soothe with enhanced sound effects at the beginning that thrust the listener into the demonic atmosphere unique to each song – a squeaking Rat King writhes through the initial moments of the former, while a roaring bonfire blisters skin across the latter.

Mid-tempo eighth track “Blessed in the Light of Lucifer” drunkenly skids and swerves across the road until supernatural chanting straightens the wheel, payin’ the dues on the highway to hell. If “Blessed…” is a two-seater convertible, title track “Worship the Eternal Darkness” is an two-ton out-of-control diesel wrecking machine. Clawing growls upend the track’s temporal asphalt, coughing up sludgy tar and churning out asynchronous leads in the place of predictable guitarwork.

Final ceremony “Burial of Creation” loosens the low E slipknot throughout the early moments of the dirge, until the pace tightens and the track snaps crisply into place. Audible axe-neck slides and taut percussion are choked off suddenly, giving way to a fleeting, eye-fluttering atmospheric outro that snuffs out the record.

Archgoat once again lures the ardent follower into their violent clandestine fantasies, the innocent listener the willing star of their diabolical plot. Worship the Eternal Darkness maintains the expected heretical sonic assault at tempos synonymous with Archgoat, but still twists the plot enough to shake the listener’s flashlight.

FFO: Inquisition, Dark Funeral, Bolt Thrower, Frozen Soul, Gatecreeper

Carving the Fires of Akhet by Crescent

Label: Listenable Records
Origin: Cairo, Egypt

Egyptian blackened death metallers Crescent unfurl a riff-infested carpet of ancient flesh and tattered bones with their latest full length effort. Flawlessly forging blood-curdling black metal shrieks with smoldering death metal guitar tones, Carving the Fires of Akhet is a cursed club of wicked divinity, eternally notched for every eradicated enemy.

Enshrouding their musical intentions in a gritty sinister swirl, Crescent constructs their sonic pyramid with deliberate layers of symphonics and chants before revealing the apex of their mastery. Abysmally deep grunts ride the sirocco of the desiccated backdrop’s distorted rhythm, before vocalist/guitarists Ismaeel and Youssef shake the dust off of piercing shrieks to match their own axe’s lead licks. Tightly woven percussion fills the landscape, power-shifting to each gear in stride and mixed to audible perfection.

Second track “Moot Set Waas” moves to introduce the more melodic elements of Carving the Fires of Akhet, with a minor-chord progression of traditional oud-wafting tunes preceding diabolical verses. Closing this song are sludge-filled, chunky riffs that overlay background blasting and lead to a brief hand-pounded drum fill that nods to the musicians’ origins, before blackened chaos cinches the linen-wrap tight.

Serpent of Avaris (14:08 - 21:24)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRfD98KKRoA&t=220s

Standout track “Serpent of Avaris” blows in on an ancient wind from the seat of power of the bygone rulers of Egypt’s Fifteenth Dynasty, currently submerged by millennia of sand and dust. The track opens with a thunderous inflection of bass-heavy riffs, in the vein of Behemoth, until the Satanic serenade slows to a crawl, entombing modern filler with fossilized power chords. The last minute pits a buried sermon against a mellifluous lead guitar, before fading into blackness and uncertainty, and ultimately, track four.

“Neb-Pehti-Ra” and fifth track, “Imprecations Upon Thy Flame” capitalize on mid-tempo heaviness, ala Bolt Thrower, to inflict punishing whiplash on listeners, mercilessly commanding pace just as their subject matters would control their subjects. In particular, the closing half of “Imprecations…” features slowed riffs backing barbarous barks, and a guitar neck-slide more violent than the snapping spine of the poor soul on the cover art.

“Drowned in Theban Blood” deftly coagulates many of Crescent‘s traditional melodies into one decisive chord vein, leading to the digital album’s final track: “As Nu Enshrines Death.” This song bares its teeth with addictive hits of blast-beating and blackened leads, before chomping and thrashing with guttural growls and ravenous riffs. A dramatic pause in the music calls off the attack dogs, and the introductory tempo resumes until infernal vocals and symphonic instrumentals bring Carving the Fires of Akhet to a close (and make the listener wish they had a physical version of the album – which features both Dissection and Bolt Thrower covers!)

Carving the Fires of Akhet dominates the Valley of the Kings with a concrete blend of melodic death/black metal, rivaling the legendary construction of the Great Pyramids themselves. Crescent has unchained a deliberate, evil concert of death, challenging the sanctity of the very waters of the Nile, and clandestinely dyeing them a crimson hue.

FFO: Behemoth, Watain, Nile, Bolt Thrower