![]() ![]() In due time i was floored by the furious mix of unadulterated hardcore, alternating between spastic and grandiose, making for great emotive segments. With knowledge regarding Noise Rock/Hardcore amounting to naught, I never really knew what to expect from Cortez. A truly sublimely emotive vocal delivery as accompaniment as well. ![]() The production and instrumentation are murky enough to keep it raw. Although a bit like Agalloch they do put in a few good old stoner doom riffs in there as well. Each song draws from the usually complimentary genres such as blackened folk and doom. Having not heard anything previously from the band this came to as a pleasant surprise, the effect of which only grew with time. With “Beyond” the band truly realizes themselves carving out one fine slab of melancholic melodic death metal. They showered us with a massive amount of proof with New World Shadows but then again, after finding their sound in Redshift, personally it seemed like it was deprived of some key ingredient. Omnium Gatherum has always been hinting at their best, but was never fully realized. And now I present a scroll, hidden away in a SATCHEL deep in Tristam’s boondocks.įeel free to judge my character, and maybe piss on it…But in the end i humbly request you to… STAY AWHILE AND LISTEN… ![]() Their great and exotic findings within made for a sumptuous feast of music. My fellow magi, Jayaprakash Satyamurthy( list) and Mohmmad Kabeer( list), of our Ancient Horadrim Order, have once again unraveled scrolls of a nature, hitherto undiscovered. What keeps me alive in this howling doldrum, is companionship. ![]() But for now, senility is a curse, while immortality thrust upon you at senility, remains a bane of unfathomable proportions. I seek death in the deepest corners of this planet for in eternal silence I might finally rid of my physical burdens. While the rest of humanity holds vitality dear to their heart, I deny it with vehemence unparalleled. I reckon it is that good for nothing, hellhole dweller, Diablo, once again. A great evil works beneath the surface, ceaselessly, to guarantee me life, sustaining it. A stooping back, coughed up blood, feet that grate and yet death eludes me. ![]()
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