Cadaver Garden

"Blasphemer, Heretic, Defiler of the Sacred Ones. Thou art Deprived of Your Limbs. Thy Nose Shall be Split. Thou art Cast Down and Overthrown."-Cast Down The Heretic by Nile

Thurm: Self Titled

September 21, 2015

a3646618281_16 When listening to black metal, what you expect is a complete decimation of your soul, the darkening of your day, and your mood to turn from happy and joyful to a complete visceral hatred. Thurm seem to accomplish all of those things with ease. Their self titled album features seven tracks of raw and blood draining black metal. The utter darkness that follows this album around will be sure to consume you as well. Each song doesn’t stop until you are filled to your bursting point with poisonous fog.

Upon entering the pitch black labyrinth that is Thurm, just keep in mind that there is no way out. You’re trapped in darkness forever until you die, or sell yourself to Satan. Either way, you’re doomed for eternity. Not all black metal needs to make you feel cold and isolated. Thurm makes you feel like you’ve been accosted by  hundreds of soul sucking demons that leave your carcass for the vultures.

Anger is a theme here with hatred coursing through the blackened veins of this album. The lyrics are bleak and forceful making you feel like you’ve been sucked into a cloud of eternal pain and suffering. You should be wary of what mind state you are in upon listening to this album. To be fair, I suppose it doesn’t really matter. If you’re angry, you’ll feel even more hatred and anger, if you’re happy, hate worms will infect your brain taking over the true person that you are. The worms will burrow deep inside of your cranium making you a hate monger through and through. So I guess it doesn’t really matter what mind state you listen to this album in, you will succumb to the darkness whether you want to or not.

The album is dissonant, and I don’t mean just a little portion of it, I mean all seven tracks. The guitars are buzz filled enough to jar your brain right out of your skull, and the bass thumps and hammers away at your flesh until your tender enough to be consumed. Harsh and visceral are true understatements. Throughout the entire album you only see death and despair, there is no light at the end of the tunnel.

Between the razor sharp riffs and the bass that sounds like an army of demonic bees as well as the spite filled blasts from the drums, there is no time to take a real breather. The songs here are fairly lengthy which prolongs your imminent death. Over the harsh and accosting style of play, the vocalist spits corrosive acid which eats away at your ear drums. The shrieks are throat shredding to say the least, but it adds another element of destruction to the list.

Thurm does a great job of having their self titled album work together as a cohesive unit, a horde of demons marching to cull the weak and enslave the powerful. Overall the album is dark and sinister to say the least, and it takes you down a path I’m sure you didn’t want to travel down. Either way this album is a great disparaging black metal album for any heathen.

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