One whole and pure hour of a living nightmare is what the group Kzohh from the Ukraine and Russia sounds like. With their new release Rye. Fleas. Chrimson. you feel as though your brain has been flipped inside out and you’re being show what it is actually like to be inside of a nightmare. The seven track album is just about an hour long, and Kzohh use that extensive time to their advantage by creating music that is devastatingly dark and all consuming.
Rye. Fleas. Chrimson. is all consuming for a couple of reasons. The first reason is the fact that it is so long and you do need time to let everything soak in and take its effect. The second reason is because each song is so immersive that you get dragged in by the hair and the only way to escape is death. The last reason is the amount of atmosphere and effort that was taken to give you not only a musical experience, but an experience that you won’t soon forget.
Not only do you witness black metal in incredibly blasphemous proportions, but staked into the heart of the black metal elements are progressive elements. With the injection of certain progressive qualities you get interesting tempo changes, different types of synths, and what sounds like samples from particular horror movies.
Kzohh does a great job of making you feel cold and isolated, and on the other side of the twisted token they make you feel as though you have taken some psychoactive drugs. Now, that normally wouldn’t be too bad of a thing to have happen, but it isn’t a good trip. Instead the trip that you experience is one that you won’t be escaping from any time soon.
The different elements that they instill in their music, such as what seems to be a voice changer at certain times, the slower more haunting melodies, the eerie voices that whisper deathly nothings in the background and the samples that they use create a very dismal atmosphere.
As cold and dreary as the atmosphere is it still sucks you in, drawing you closer until it can finally feed off of your soul. Rye. Fleas. Chrimson. is a very solemn and sordid trek through a dense forest that has succumbed to a thick poisonous fog.
Kzohh deploy buzzing and focused riffs that are backed by thunderous drumming, heavy bass lines, soul reaping atmosphere, and high pitched shrieks that even a banshee would shy away from. Everything that Kzohh puts together ends up in a cauldron of hate, and soon that thick ever darkening substance oozes over and creates what you hear in Rye. Fleas. Chrimson.
Whether the above makes sense or not shouldn’t matter since Kzohh embraces darkness and shapes at will and into something that is pure and untainted black metal.