Showing posts with label Slaves BC. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Slaves BC. Show all posts

March 15, 2018

Slaves BC - Lo, and I Am Burning

By Matt Hinch. Let's get something out of the way before we get into it here. If you look at the tags on Slaves B.C.'s latest, Lo, and I Am Burning you'll notice one is “christian”. Looking at the song titles should make that obvious as well.
By Matt Hinch.

Artwork by Josh Thieler from Slaves BC.

Let's get something out of the way before we get into it here. If you look at the tags on Slaves BC's latest, Lo, and I Am Burning you'll notice one is “christian”. Looking at the song titles should make that obvious as well. But fear not, fellow unbelievers. You can barely understand what they're saying anyway. In a good way. Besides, there's some pretty dark stuff in the Bible too. As long as you like fearsome black metal hybridized with a handful of other genres, philosophy shouldn't be an issue. I probably shouldn't even have brought it up. I was just a little surprised is all. Even though I have a vinyl copy of their previous LP.

A telling example of their style hits you like a sledgehammer right away. Opener “Lo” is a flurry of black metal struck with a little discord. The vocals are positively shiver-inducing. You'll find a sludgy bit and you'll get pounded by some death metal. I'd hesitate to call it a formula but it's fairly indicative of what unravels throughout the album.

No matter where you find yourself within the nine tracks you can be sure to be consumed by darkness. Both the foundational elements of black and death metal strengthen this feeling. The black metal comes at you fast and tremulous incorporating atmosphere when needed and launching you into icy, windswept flight elsewhere. The death metal veers to the left of old school. It's got that edge of weird that seems to be all the rage right now, but they keep it within the range of normal comprehension while emphasizing an ominous nature.

On tracks like “We Are” and “XLV” the pace slows in places as the mood thickens. Pounding chugs more akin to deathly doom and hypnotic repetition move into dangerous sounding places where paranoia grows.

There's even a groovy sway guiding you to sink into despair but rise back up, lifted by off-kilter discord and black metal fury. Case in point; “Unclean”. The listener fights a doomy slog until cresting the peak and rumbling down the slope on an avalanche of anguish then continuing through the valley and across the plains while storm clouds gather to facilitate annihilation.

Slaves B.C.'s greatest asset is their ability to stitch together a multitude of styles and feelings into something seamless that makes you feel uncomfortable on a sliding scale yet constantly yearning to feel it harder. More pain! More darkness! More catharsis! All the while coarse, feral, vampiric screams twist your vertebrae as you're driven to throw your body headlong into the maelstrom.

Lo, and I Am Burning is a raucous steamroller of energy creating and releasing tension deep within. It's dynamic and noisy, frightening yet alluring. If you're looking for release, look no further than the cleansing fires Slaves B.C. have set ablaze. Amen.

February 16, 2016

Slaves BC - All is Dust and I am Nothing

By Matt Hinch. I've known about Slaves BC due to their heavy Twitter presence but that's as far as it went. Until now. All is Dust and I am Nothing will make even the most time-strapped of posers stand up and take notice. The concept album
By Matt Hinch.

Artwork by Josh Thieler from Slaves BC.

I've known about Slaves BC due to their heavy Twitter presence but that's as far as it went. Until now. All is Dust and I am Nothing will make even the most time-strapped of posers stand up and take notice. The concept album based on the Book of Ecclesiastes shows up as the first entry beside “vicious” in the dictionary. And viciousness is a virtue Slaves BC refuse to deny from beginning to end.

The opening salvo “God Has Turned His Back” wastes no time subjecting listeners to the aural tortures riddling the album. Caustic vocals berate as hammering guitars and harried drums raze the ground in a maelstrom of sludge and hardcore. That combination is a common theme but not the only one to surface.

Slower, more doom-ridden tempos pulverize while black metal runs swarm and distort. That sort of fervour courses through the album casting a misanthropic shadow over the prevailing savagery. As a testament to the overall intensity, even when Slaves BC prolong the agony they still drive hard exerting an inexorable pressure on the listener. Not oppressive so much as a stranglehold.

It's basically an all out assault. Steamrolling riffs methodically assert a death metal presence, feedback burns synapses, dissonance hides in the wreckage, and those unrestrained vocals leave absolutely nothing on the table.

Slaves BC move effortlessly from speedy hardcore derivatives into groovy sludge or blackened hybrids keeping the listener on their toes and looking over their shoulders. But that thrill of “anything goes” is what will keep the listener firmly defending the “Repeat All” button.

For such a complex company of genre styles, the battle plan is relatively simple; show no mercy and leave nothing but a path of destruction through heavy, infectious riffs and dark atmosphere. And anything you catch from this diseased album is going to be fucking nasty and incurable.

Prepare thy selves. Lace up your Doc Martin's, put an eternal scowl on your face, load up on painkillers and hide that sweatpants boner because it all boils down to one word: KILLER.