miércoles, 7 de diciembre de 2016

DEADSPACE


Origen: Australia, Perth
Formados: 2014
Estilo: Black depresivo
Temática: Depresión y suicidio
Enlaces: Bandcampfacebooktwitter y youtube
Miembros:
  • Chris Gebauer Voces
  • Herb Bennetts Batería
  • Nish Raghavan Guitarra
  • Oliver Royer Guitarra
  • Shelby Jansen Bajo
Discografía:

  • Sometimes I Lay Under the Stars at Night and Wonder What It's Like to Be Someplace Else Split 2014  
  • The Promise of Oblivion  CD 2015
  • In Ecstatic Sorrow CD 2016  
  • Gravity EP 2016
THE PROMISE OF OBLIVION (2015)
Primer larga duración de esta banda australina que con diferentes influencias y estilos va desgranando un black metal de tintes depresivos, aunque sería del todo injustos quedarnos con un definición tan corta, ya que este "The Promise of Oblivion" también bebe del post-rock, del death melódico o incluso del gótico. "The Promise of Oblivion" es un álbum por el cual se le ha otorgado cierto reconocimiento y atención por parte de la prensa especializada a la par que les ha permitido también traspasar fronteras. El sonido del álbum sin estar del todo pulido si que esta bastante cuidado y las composiciones van arrastrando al oyente a terrenos de desesperación y melancolía. Los recientes cambios de formación también les ha permitido logran mayor estabilidad y madurez y cada tema que encierra este álbum esconde unas sutiles melodías y un gran trabajo en todos los aspectos. La presencia de guitarras, con riffs repletos de melancolía que proceden de una zona cercana al post rock o al post metal inundan las composiciones, las voces de Drew y Chris se muestran desnudas al ofrecer toda la rabia y desazón de la que son capaces logrando que todo el álbum suene melancólico y triste, sonido que se ve aderezado por unos cuidados arreglos de teclados que encajan perfectamente en la propuesta. Tal vez el conjunto adolezca de cierta continuidad en las composiciones pero una duración ajustada hace que sea un mal menor. (7,9).


1. The Promise of Oblivion 03:31
  the coming void is always screaming 
begging me with hands of outstretched agony 
the promise of oblivion 
day by day fucking me to sleep 
i welcome it with tired eyes 

the black noise is paler than the white 
is safer than the light that burns 
the light that taunts us 
from a cold distant life 
that i'll never ever have 

the mirror breaks my skin 
a crimson flower is blossoming like a bloated corpse 

the promise of oblivion 
day by day fucking me to sleep 
i welcome it with tired eyes
2. With Tears of Callous Lust 03:40
  my virtue is running dry 
my filth is bleeding through my own desires 
with ash in my mouth i am the stained 

the silence hurts us 
desire will burn us 

now comes the birth of something pure 
an innocence to spoil 
to spill upon with tears of callous lust 

the child in me is angry 
her hurt will find her forever 
it's inevitable 

there's nothing left to feed on 
except for love 

the silence hurts us 
desire will burn us 

now comes the birth of something pure 
an innocence to spoil 
to spill upon with tears of callous lust
3. I'll Buy the Rope 03:40
reaching upward until the skin tears off these arms a distant light of mine is all that's left and i'd bury my nails in your eyes feel my sorrow run between my fingers to take away the longing on sheets of embers in the writhing blackness sweat soaking through the fucking silk again i wander, longing and lying still a mind raped to bleeding by words there is no respite the gaping maw above this hole once all the sky to me is little more than a distant star my fingers grazed and nails split from the endless climbing my back is broken from the fall stone's throw from the blame an ocean away too far to swim, but not to drown on sheets of embers in the writhing blackness sweat soaking through the fucking silk again i wander longing and lying still a mind raped to bleeding by words
4. The Clouds Won't Shade the Pain 06:07
  the darkness conceals all that was before 
the dirt that coats the teeth 
oil for the machine 
bones ground to dust 
the agonising groan of a dying man 
becomes the new hymn for fruitless prayer 
the red in the sky is wrung dry 
like the flicker in your eyes 

und ich bin qual 
life leaves us all 

the end is always inevitable 
and tastes like sweet defeat 
a misery born from the ruins of yesterday's failures 
lays beneath our feet 

it's all i am 
all i'll ever be 
flesh, blood and bone 
the poison that i breathe 
nothing more, nothing at all 
where do we go from here? 
six feet under the earth we reap
5. Oblivion 01:46  instrumental
6. Schadenfreude 04:27
left to rot inside this hole let me out of here break me free of my own skin blind me from all my sin no more shackles lead me home mein schadenfreude, cut their throats bleed them dry and cold it's like we're lusting blood so let it rain the paper clouds don't mask the pain bleed, bleed, feed i want to see their brains on the floor
7. Pain's Grey 03:29
 they tried to bury us 
they didn't know we were seeds 
destined to grow in ruins 
of feeble aspirations 

thriving in the darkness 
feeding in the depths 

die finsternis des menschen 
was mich nicht umbringt macht mich schwärzer 

we cut our teeth 
earning our lacerations 
fighting for the wavering contract 
of a certain tomorrow 

there is no time for sleeping 
there is no hope in dreaming 

we're lesser hues now 
all turned to grey 
the colours we turned away 
haunt us with their absence
8. In the Coldness of the Darkest Night 07:40
  inside i'm spilling over 
it fills my eyes with the filth that you spit 
the never-ceasing voices 
black sweat is slick upon my face 

the judgement is sickening 
it never ends 
it baits me to rage, the childish games you play 

du bist innerlich schwarz 
black, svart, empty 
du bist innerlich tot 
rotting, putrid, fetid 

as sick as i am 
you colour me with light 
as sick as i am 
you make me feel like fire 

in the coldness of the darkest night 
i lay under the stars and dream of death's embrace 

it pulls me under the current 
my lungs quickly filling with water 

like that it all fades away 
fades to grey
  34:20







Boston's Human Bodies, having just completed a full U.S. tour to great aplomb, and NH act Leather Chalice, continually forging nihilistic hymns, now come together for a split release that's not one to miss. Limited to 300 copies on black 7" vinyl.

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