Showing posts with label desultory. Show all posts
Showing posts with label desultory. Show all posts

Friday, March 16, 2012

Desultor - Masters of Hate (2012)

Swedish duo Desultor deal in such a balanced contrast of extremes that you have to wonder why a lot more bands haven't tried it, and Masters of Hate is the sort of debut which should rocket them into the radars of many modern enthusiasts. Formed in 2007 and drawn from members of lesser known acts like Auberon and Machinery, they write in a hybrid of aggressive death and thrash metal, but use a clean and charismatic style of vocals that would take you instantly unawares had you not had prior warning. Markus Joha, who is also the guitarist, has a timbre somewhere between Bruce Hall (late of Agent Steel), Urban Breed of Tad Morose and a few shreds of Warrel Dane's haunting psychosis, sans the screaming.

In fact, Nevermore is not a bad comparison towards Desultor overall, or those late 90s/early 'oughts Agent Steel records, only the first is more choppy and technical in its riffing and song structures and the latter clearly cast in a speed/power mold. Desultor are more about blowing you over with these brazen, textured floods of chords and tremolo picked guitars over tight and muscular drumming that very often accelerates into a pure blast beat. It's this extremity that will be sure to win over the younger crowds, since Masters of Hate almost never lets up with regards to its sheer force. There are segments of more progressive, melodic and slower guitars embedded in a number of the tracks (like "Black Monday" and "The Luxury of Pain"), usually surrounding the fulfilling lead sequences, but for most of the 34 minutes they are content with tearing us a new one, and they do so with a mechanical precision that is frightening.

About the only thing here that doesn't really stand out much is the bass, which is contributed by a guest musician; but not because you can't hear it barreling along in the mix, it's just impossible to consciously register it next to the vocals, drumming and corpulent guitar tone. The band is not afraid to incorporate more aggressive snarls and sneers where it suits the music, from a rasp to a more gruff tone, but these points never feel quite so distinctive as Joha's memorable, unique chorus patterns in tracks like "Division Insane" or the crazy "Caged". As I hinted, the leads here are quite well written, never unique or innovative but sure to sate fans of Jeff Loomis, Dave Mustaine or other comparable axe luminaries. Yet it's the rhythm guitar that really exacts the most emotional damage, from the insane matrix of tremolo hammering to the brighter spikes of clinical thrash that pepper "Denies", which is perhaps my favorite single track here.

All told, Masters of Hate is one of those albums capable of playing to a broad audience. Those into faster, modern power or thrash metal which sounds as if it escaped the 80s, the more aggressive melodeath acts out of Scandinavia (Darkane, etc), hell even people into the rather generic 'extreme' mutations you hear in the gimmick band Dethklok will appreciate the music (if not the vocals). But don't mistake Desultor for some shallow, emerging trend. They know just how to rein in their skills and keep control of their compositions. None of these explode past the 5 minute limit, and most are held to a respectable 3-4 minutes of ass kicking with few if any arbitrary indulgences. I found that it lost a layer or two of shine after a half dozen listens or so, the lyrics I've seen were rather bland, and I wouldn't brand a number of tracks unforgettable. However, it's talented, fun and fresh, and I have no doubt we'll be hearing a lot more from them once this starts to circulate.

Verdict: Win [8.25/10] (we are all beneath contempt)

http://www.myspace.com/desultorsweden

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Desultory - Counting Our Scars (2010)

Desultory is a name needing little introduction to fans of melodic Swedish death metal of the 90s, with two good albums under their belts in 1993's Into Eternity and 1994's Bitterness, both released under the fairly high profile of Metal Blade Records. Like their countrymen Entombed, they decided to journey into a more rock and roll influenced direction in the mid 90s, after losing one of their core members. This resulted in Swallow the Snake, an ill-received effort that did not ultimately pay off for the band. Granted, it wasn't entirely void of decent music, but even as one open to the potential of such a manipulation, I must admit that it paled in comparison to their earlier material, and the album's fate was appropriate, the members' decision to continue that direction as Zebulon also folded some years ago.

Cut ahead 14 years, and Desultory have returned with their 4th full-length, aptly titled Counting Our Scars, and returned to the heavily melodic roots. That this comes at a time when the old school Swedish sounds remain all the rage is probably not a complete coincidence, but is there ever? The attraction to this style is at a natural retrospective height, so it was the perfect time to strike, and Desultory have at least built a record here that honors their last effort, Bitterness in its melancholic, thrusting energies. "In a Cage" is a killer opener that really builds up expectations for the remainder of the content, with Klas Morberg's vocals passionately driven atop the sorrow stoking rhythms and enthusiastic drumming. Fans of At the Gates, Eucharist and old Cemetery will immediately adhere to this style, and for the most part the record holds to the standard, through engaging pieces like "Uneven Numbers", "Dead Ends" and "Leeching Life" holding the lion's share of my attention.

Considering that most of the current and returning Swedish death purists use a more brutal scenario in their composition, a band like Desultory is always welcome. There's certainly enough musicality and aggression here to draw in devotees of Slaughter of the Soul, The Somberlain and A Velvet Creation, and the majority of riffs deliver without feeling too trite, familiar or repetitive to the band's own past. Had Swallow the Snake never manifest, this record might very well have filled its space, but probably the gulf of 10-15 years was required for the band to come to terms with their identity, and how something that wasn't broken, never needed any fixing. Counting Our Scars is not some miracle return to form, and its neither the most engaging of the recent albums in this territory. I'd give a slight edge to Evocation's latest, a band that's been around nearly as long, but certainly this is another of those releases which evokes the 'welcome back' sentimentality, in addition to some fine music.

Verdict: Win [7.75/10]

http://www.myspace.com/desultoryofficial