Showing posts with label Brandon Noga. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Brandon Noga. Show all posts

Saturday, 18 January 2020

ALBUM REVIEW: Elder Druid, "Golgotha"


By: Brandon Noga

Album Type: Full Length
Date Released: 17/01/2020
Label: Independent



“Golgotha” CD//DD track listing:

1. Sleeping Giant
2. Golgotha
3. Sentinel 
4. Vincere Vel Mori
5. Dreadnought 
6. Paegan Dawn of Anubis
7. The Archmage

The Review:

Elder Druid are self described “Occult-laced riff dealers" from Belfast; an accurate description indeed. Anyone that plays with Slomatics for an album release is sure to have their own gargantuan heft, and I cannot argue that one bit. “Golgotha” is their second release, and it’s a mature effort. The production is top notch (thanks to the year long journey of going over and over the tracks until the band was satisfied), due to being recorded, produced and mixed by bassist Dale Hughes; and the hard work clearly paid off. All the tones are what a band of this caliber and genre should shoot for, to magnify every riff and beat. Laney, Orange, and Ashdown amps bring the heat and thunder, and the riffs pummel you into ancient soil and monuments contained underneath. The drums are mixed well, while complimenting and pushing the riffs to the forefront similar to Black Sabbath and Zeppelin.

“Sleeping Giant” kicks off the album with a fuzzy stoner riff with slight wah added, and comes crashing down with a titanic weight when the rest of the band kicks in. This giant definitely has a mangy coat covered in moss and has no regard for any insignificant beings when it starts lumbering for the first time in eons. The song rides the line between Stoner and Doom and grabs you by the neck to force your head to bang. The lead section is ethereal and layered in a mature way; very tasty. “Golgotha is a diminished venture, with a monstrous bellow echoing over riffs that leave a footprint in the earth as wide as the eye can see. The breakdown reveals the entity to which these marks belong to, but it’s too late when it blocks out the sun shortly before your life comes to a confusing end.

“Sentinel” is the first single released, and I can see why. A harmonic minor odyssey that’s equally captivating as it is revealing of one’s self; a great example of what this band is capable of. Jake Wallace informed me that a Fender Rhoades and Theremin were employed for increased depth; Its slathered in reverb and ends up in the outer realms of space and time. “Vincere Vel Mori” (to conquer or die) is a more doom-pure track, with prickly fuzz tones bordering on static electricity and riffs that slow and come to a gradual heave.

“Dreadnought” consists of clever riffs as thick as the night is long, and flat-fifth single note lines harkening to the obvious Sabbath influence. The gradual decline is punctuated with bends to further throw your skull around. “Paegan Dawn of Anubis” contains a bass intro located in depths of the ocean not yet explored by man; that warns you of impending Lovecraftian beings, that your kind hasn’t been aware of in its minuscule existence. “The rivers run red” with the blood of ancestors succumbing to Anubis, and his gate to the underworld. 

The album closes with “Archmage”, another fuzz laden track with vocals expelled from a tar filled diaphragm. Its fades out with stops and bends, and one final reverb drenched echo to drown out the senses. Elder Druid has a bright future; they should proud of this album, and I wish them good luck on their upcoming tour and release show!



“Golgotha” is available HERE



Band info: bandcamp || facebook

Saturday, 4 January 2020

REVIEW: Body Void / Keeper, Split 12"

By: Brandon Noga

Album Type: Split 12”
Date Released: 15/01/2020
Label: Roman Numeral |
Tridroid Records






Body Void / Keeper Split 12” track listing:


1). Body Void, Androgyne
2). Keeper, Trial & Error
3). Keeper, Twenty

The Review:

Claustrophobia don’t listen to this if you suffer from it; you’ll only get anxiety from this envelopment of feedback and primal shrieking, reminiscent of a being who’s lost everything but their last breath. 

Side A opens with a tribal tom-beat, heralding the feedback this band applies with aplomb: as necessary as the crushing riffs that promise to follow on any Body Void release. This recording is no different, and bludgeons you over the head almost immediately; 30 seconds in, most would be clawing to escape (according to my very musically supportive and open minded mother I’m staying with for the holidays, with a smile and a frown).

The tones and mixing job are pure ear candy for gear nerds like myself, which Body Void has pretty much perfected over the last few releases. Sunn Beta Lead heads + a Boss Hyper Fuzz? Sign me up. Just enough clarity to hear the diminished chords and muted chugs, and enough syrupy fuzz to please any Canadian. Trust me, I am one. 

The feedback laden drops they employ have matured pleasantly, involving an off-kilter timing. A mid tempo riff/beat ensues, and I’m destroying a room in an abandoned building in my mind in quick order. These cats blast away, before tossing slabs of concrete directly at your face. Oh, and the riff comes back: slower. Fuck.

It all ends with some Conan type weight, just to make sure you’re good and 6 feet under. This release clearly shows the trajectory these morticians are on, and I personally cannot wait to hear more. 

Flip over to side b and we’re greeted with yet more feedback. Christopher (my drummer for Ogimaa) suggested the Keeper split with Sea Bastard awhile back, and I was pleasantly surprised to hear a balance of sludge-infused riffs and blackened elements: this release is no different. 

The vocals are as harsh as ever, and the tones are spot on for the genre; with improved mixing from earlier efforts. Again, you can hear the growth of the band from previous records; which is crucial to any successful outfit making noise. The mix of single note riffs combined with the use of octave chords really creates a new weight to contend with. Any drummer would be satisfied with the kick drum in the mix, making sure each note and accent has the mass of a wrecking ball. Seven minutes in, we're thrown for a loop with bomb-note chugging and a reverb drenched melody; only to revert back to a minor chord black metal passage guiding us to the end.

Track 2 (“Twenty”) is a black pit. The guitar and bass drone behind a plague sermon being spat, until they give way to make you notice the massive crater, they seem to have drawn you in. The vocals get even more strained, while a humming current keeps you drifting in the ocean at night. Yes. You are alone.  It’s a passionate effort, and I’m sure vocal chords the world over would agree.

Overall, Keeper is continuing to impress. This split will definitely be in my yearly playlist and should be in yours. Onward to a sludge ridden 2020.

Preorder are available HERE (LP)  & HERE (Cassette)


Band info: Body Void || Keeper