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| Artwork by Ian Miller. |
I saw Ulthar perform much of this set here in Texas last year. I knew they were good, I had their debut full length. The righteous album art drew me in, plus the fact that they were signed to the venerable death metal label, 20 Buck Spin. I liked their brand of blackened Old School Death Metal. Still, their first full length did not prepare me for the ferocity of this set of songs that are now released as Providence. I was in the front row at the show hanging on every note. (Damn, I miss live shows.) After this fiery initiation rite of witnessing them spreading carnage onstage, I became obsessed. I walked up to the merch table later and bought a shirt. The bassist had on an Order of Chaos shirt, illustrating that his commitment to the old school was for real. I asked him how he plays so fast. He said, "I practice a lot."
Listening to Providence, it's clear that this band is a well-oiled death machine. The aptly titled opener, "Churn", blasts off with a take-no-prisoners approach. Dueling blacked vocals and death growls, swirling aggressive riffs and relentless drumming all race towards the finish in just over two minutes. As the shortest song on the record, it's the perfect opener to this set. Its lean gristly riffs function as a mission statement of what's to come, assuring that listeners sit up and pay attention from the jump.
Completely unexpectedly, track two, "Undying Spear", opens with an acoustic intro. At this point, the listener is led deeper into the dark thicket of horrors on display in Providence. This cut further showcases the band's ridiculous chops in a cavalcade of tangled blistering riffs. Put headphones on to relish in the detailed playing on offer, or simply play it loud to offend some neighbors held captive in quarantine.
Next comes the record's title track, and it's from this point that the band locks into its steady stride that remains more or less consistent through the end of the record. You can hear echoes of Death's 1991 masterpiece, Human in the gnarled labyrinthine structures of Providence. The record harkens back to golden times before "technical" became a dirty word when applied to death metal. Providence brings the riffs with plenty of low-end and ample urgency. Songs on offer here, like "Cudgel" and "Furnace Hibernation", are as these titles suggest blunt edged forces of restless burning fury.
In the wake of watching their live set, I remember getting an oil change later that week, reading an interview with the band on my phone. My wig was so flipped that I wanted to know more about how such a tumultuous din gets kicked up by these three men. The guitar player describes once upon a time flying from California to Pittsburgh on his birthday for the sole purpose of placing the band's demo cassette in the hands of the label boss of 20 Buck Spin, saying, "I told him it would be a real dick move NOT to put it out, after all that. ...he wrote me a couple days later, saying he wanted to do it." This anecdote recalls the lore surrounding the first Deicide record in 1989, when legend has it that Glenn Benton waltzed into offices of Roadrunner Records presenting them with the band's demo saying, "Sign us, you fucking asshole." You want OSDM bona-fides, Ulthar's got 'em. Providence represents everything the band gets right taken to an even greater extreme.
