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The
strangest thing happened when I opened this disc. I was
reminded of my father. The scent of some cologne I am
not familiar with invaded my nostrils. Just like when I
was a child and my father would pick me up on
the weekends. Every time I’d hug him, I'd sense the same
smell. I never asked him which brand he used. The
important thing is that he never smelled like armpits
and that They Will Surface seems sprayed with the same
airs. My copy of They Will Surface was shrinkwrapped. I
wonder if every copy of it has the same scent, invading
the nostrils of metalheads around the world,
enlightening the senses of doomsters across the
universe.
As per the
music within the scent, it is initially so sparse it only shows
ennui from the band. In a good way, of course. It is a slow
moving iceberg in the night. So pitch dark the sky indeed, it
seems to move cautiously. The song crashes and crushes like only
the best can. It’s the title track and I gotta say, this is the
best kick off song I’ve heard all year (I know we are only seven
days into it, but hell if that’s not a true statement). A still
riff and a languid beat suddenly subside to the most beautiful
of nascent sounds. Like with Eno at his cheesiest, I don’t want
any changes. In this case I don’t want the metal to make an
entrance anytime soon.
The most
ominous sides of Hyatari’s guitars remind me of the negative
fate evoked by Yob. And that is a huge fucking compliment. Hyatari is an instrumental band though, but you won’t notice any
voids. All the space is filled here. Even when heaviness recedes
and what we have is clarity, a beat and clear guitars Hyatari
makes you believe that no vocalists are ever necessary. Yes,
some of the tunes dwell too long in the same passages. The
downward spiral of “Mountain Lit with Fire” for instance, hits
rock bottom by the third minute. But that’s pretty much because
the song is a fluid continuation from the previous 15-minute
mammoth titled “Abysmal Plain”.
In
“Prolonged Exposure” Hyatari turn post rock for a good nine
minutes. It’s not that it bothers me,- the song itself is just
fine - is just that the surging guitar lines snake along just
like those of any other soup of the day band. And frankly
Hyatari are a better doom band than they are a post rock band.
As long as they have that clear, their next album shall gather
them more attention.
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