There are certain countries associated frequently with black metal, so frequently we don’t even need to mention them, or it, because there’s really only a single one that immediately comes to mind. Mexico? Probably one of the last places you’d expect to find a quality black metal band. Not to say there aren’t any, but when you come across some of them, the more lame shall we say, it bemoans you to investigate any further. Let us change that for you with the genius of Black Hate and apologize to all of Mexico for thinking any one country has any natural advantage over anywhere else. Sometimes, if it comes with a past, you expect too much, but here, it wouldn’t matter what you expected, it would still leave you breathless. Black Hate started as a one-man project in 2007, but recently, and with the release of Los Tres Mundos, it moved into a three-piece. And with this three-piece they created one of the greatest black metal albums ever conceived. This kind of thing makes us glad to never forgo older submissions, to make sure we review hard copies when they’re sent, even if they’re a bit out of the current loop. Why, well because in those stacks we often come across something like this. Something with so much depth and meaning, so much darkness, so much clarity of form, that it gives us the need to keep digging, to find what else is out there and what hidden gem is lying under the surface of the banality rampant in the metal world.
Los Tres Mundos, which translates as “The Three Worlds,” is a virtual collection of everything that makes true perfection possible in black metal. A few reviewers out there complained about some of the song length, but they’re fools. Length is critical here, it develops the sound further, it’s required in several cases for particular tracks to reach the embodiment of what Black Hate is seeking to achieve. And once again, Dusktone does not fail to impress in its selection of the best of the dark/bleak. The listener is given something of an explanation via the booklet that comes with the digipack (not present with this particular press release), but from what we see the listener is left to interpret the basic information provided by the band, stating this was the first album where all their dreams and visions came to fruition, due to some unstated “rare events” that almost pushed the head of Black Hate “to the madness.” Whatever happened, it’s clear there was some sort of serious, emotional impact on the dude, because this is one serious album.
Los Tres Mundos is absolute perfection of form. The riffs and chords destroy, they’re filled to overflowing with bleak emotion and pull to the surface anything in your personal life you dread to remember. And it’s not done in an entirely straightforward manner. Black Hate has a number of spectacular shifts and changes in style and tone that create some of the most memorable black metal structures you’ve ever heard. Just listen to the opening segments of “Lians-per-ti” or the entirety of “Subconsciente,” for example. Acoustics, moaning, horrible wails of the forgotten, chorus of lamenters, symphonics, chanting, it’s simply not possible to pack more black into this metal. Black Hate have captured the true essence of it, the hate, the seething loathing of one’s existence, the raw, negative emotion, it’s something overlooked by most, or covered over with terrible production, fuzz, and drums that sound like cardboard. Los Tres Mundos presents us with the classic problem we sometimes face around here. When something is this good, there’s very little you need to say, you find yourself incapable of finding the proper words to express it. When you actually like something this much, when it turns you into a sniveling, snot-nosed, pimply fanboy, there isn’t anything else that needs to be said. Spectacular, easily one of the greatest black metal releases we’ve ever received.