This is more blackened than the predecessor and shows the first impressive results of Scáth Na Dêithe on their way to their own style. A very dark and intense release. mourner
Subterranean blackened doom rituals of ending/beginning. Now I have excavated the blackest depths of my soul, and wallowing here in rot and decay, anointed by filthy deliquescent ichors, I am my self transformed. Each day is riven agony, laboring painfully step by leaden step toward the night. With sweat and blood and bones I build a ladder spiraling downward, upward, inward, outward, endlessly. Dave Aftandilian
This is exactly how I like my metal of death. Why this has only come to my attention recently is beyond me, but I sure am glad it has. Dissonant, chaotic, festering, malignant, and putrid. There are obvious echoes akin to other purveyors of metal of death such as Portal, Altarage and Dead Congregation, but The Ominous Circle, like the aforementioned bands, stand alone in their delivery, and Appalling Ascension remains a distinct experience. One well worth having, over and over again. 𝖙𝖜𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖊𝖉𝖘𝖔𝖓𝖔𝖋𝖜𝖆𝖙𝖘𝖔𝖓
Band name checks out, it really is the most oppressive and devilish song I keep on repeat. I only wish that the second half or third of the track had been trimmed up to hold onto that overwhelming power all the way through, without letting up until the next song is up It's like a runaway wagon coming to a slow and steady stop instead of cutting to black with no one at the wheel. But that first bit is what metal was made for. behrund