“Diseased Remnants of a Dying World”

By Dr. Abner Mality

If wallowing in abject misery and depression is your idea of fun, you can’t go wrong with this. I would guess the title would be your first clue. This is something of a departure from the last Dodsferd album I checked out. That was more ugly primitivism, a kind of caveman misanthropy. This is much more involved, with long epic songs and coffins full of depressing melody. It is full on depressive black metal.

Strangely enough, there is a certain allure to this approach.  “My Father, My Wrath” is a very atypical opener, starting with low key “Goth” sounding distortion and gradually building to a more punishing climax. Along the way are melancholy guitar solos that are almost bluesy in nature. It’s not something immediately appealing, yet it is hypnotic. The next two tracks exceed the ten minute mark and feel like being swallowed by a black hole. They twist and turn through styles ranging from the primitive Dodsferd we’ve known in the past to miserable tones more like what you’d get from Xasthur. Throughout all of it we are barraged by moaning, shrieking, utterly hopeless vocal squalls.

“Loyal To The Black Oath” picks up the pace and is perversely catchy while the last track “Back To My Homeland…My Last Breath” is not even metal, but more like sad gypsy music coupled with a robotic beat, howling winds and the most ridiculous yelps and shrieks yet. Pass the Kool-Aid, Reverend Jim…

Past Dodsferd albums have been a savage battle against mankind. On this album, they’ve given up the fight and surrendered to the dark. Musical suicide…