Showing posts with label Gilded Lily. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Gilded Lily. Show all posts

August 17, 2016

Gilded Lily - Mongrel's Light

It's always gratifying to see a band progress. I reviewed Gilded Lily's blast of rage just a little over a year ago, and they're already back with a full length that finds them making a huge leap as a band.
By Justin C.

Artwork by Quinn Henderson

It's always gratifying to see a band progress. I reviewed Gilded Lily's blast of rage just a little over a year ago, and they're already back with a full length that finds them making a huge leap as a band.

Mongrel's Light is a more focused and powerful album in almost every way. The sound is dark and heavy, the production is better, and a clear lyrical theme runs throughout. But don't mistake that change for the band losing any of their original fire or chaos. The heart of the band is still black-ish-grindy-death-y metal, but they're in no way afraid to take a sharp turn when they want to. "Bellflower," a song with a deceptively pretty name, starts out with galloping black metal, but eventually throws out some sweet guitarmonies before moving into a doomier section.

"A Spare Room" recalls some of the unhinged sounds from the first EP. The sound fittingly puts one in mind of someone screaming into a nearly empty room, be it as a result of imprisonment or worse, while the guitar and bass--at least at first--lay relatively low next to a layer of static, ultimately breaking out and sharing space with a cleanly sung line that sounds both angelic and haunted at the same time.

Although "A Spare Room" isn't exactly typical for the whole album, it does reflect the bleak atmosphere. I mentioned lyrical themes earlier on. This album tells the tale of a bleak city, sometimes in ruins, and sometimes in the process of collapse. Perhaps it’s a straightforward, apocalyptic take on society, or perhaps it's more metaphorical than that, using the idea of a crumbling infrastructure to describe the song’s subject’s own failings. "The City Ends" gives us

In the wreckage of a dozen burned bridges / Picked through by mutts and beggars / The mementos of languished friendships...

"Bellflower" tells of someone trying to get lost in a city known too well, and observes,

I can see you thumbing at your empty pocket / Where you used to keep the knife you bought / You used to think you could use if you needed to...

Does this person need to defend themselves, or are they looking for violence? Clearly Gilded Lily has taken their lyrical game way up, but both the EP and this new full-length reward listening with the lyrics in front of you.

The energy, the filth, the poetry. All of these make this a band to continue to watch. Mongrel's Light is a quantum leap ahead for Gilded Lily, and I can't wait to see what they do next.


May 4, 2015

Gilded Lily - L'Acéphale

By Justin C. The Bandcamp genre labels for Gilded Lily are "black metal electronic experimental." That's not bad, but I hereby dub them blackdoompowerviolecegrindexperimentalpunk.
By Justin C.


The Bandcamp genre labels for Gilded Lily are "black metal electronic experimental." That's not bad, but I hereby dub them blackdoompowerviolecegrindexperimentalpunk. Their demo, L'Acéphalé, is fast, vicious, and it's here then gone almost before you know what happened--the whole demo doesn't even break the 10-minute mark. But even with all the chaos, it has a surprisingly coherent sound.

Opener "Clasped Hands," as you might guess, isn't a reflection on the peace achieved through prayer. Black metal shrieks describe static images--clasped hands, cocaine on a glass table, and a family standing over a grave--punctuating an ambient backdrop. Just a minute later, we're thrown into the second track, kicked off by a descending punk riff that ultimately mutates into more swirling black metal territory, guided by a graceful melody line that sounds vaguely flute-like.

All of the lyrics are striking, but the third track, "Two Dogs," has some of my favorites. We're in a punky/trashy territory when the song opens up, and the whole story sums up a chance encounter between two dogs. As the song steps down into a doomier sound, the narrator imagines what a deeper conversation between the two might be like:
I wanted one to say to a brother of his
That he was not yet at peace
That he was sleeping in the home of an animal unlike himself
It’s strangely compelling, and it will stick with you a lot longer than another throwaway tune about Satan.

The title track closes things out, and at four minutes, it's nearly epic by this demo's standards. It has a density of musical ideas that should sound out of control, but as with the rest of the demo, the band makes it work. On one particular day, I listened to the whole demo on repeat about seven or eight times, and its charms were still revealing themselves during the last listen. I normally would have trouble really sinking my teeth into something this brief, but this is a hell of a blast.

P.S. Gilded Lily shares members with Swarms. I've only had time to dip my toes into their full-length from 2012, but it's worth listening to if you're curious about what a longer-form Gilded Lily sounds like.