"Deep Calleth Upon Deep"

By Octopi Mills

Many may recall my utter scorn for the last Satyricon album and the choices made by the band that are often terrible in regards to what they employed image and video wise.  I listened to the new album expecting pop or anything besides the greatness that can be heard on the early releases that were abandoned in the great tomfoolery of artistic freedom. I was surprised that it wasn't a complete departure into the arena of the un-well.  

This album doesn't stray far from the last few albums; the heavy and dark sound of Nero and Now, Diabolical. The overall feel is not much different in expectations; the monotonous yet powerful vocals, the dark, heavy chords married with the drums of Frost. There are some moments where one hears an old black metal style riffing but for the most part it is the usual formula. Aside from the mediocre and banal video of the official title track, the song itself is memorable and evokes a dark atmosphere, much like "To Your Brethren in the Dark", which are two of the high points of the album, and two songs that bear a good atmosphere and sound on the stereo.One of the strengths of this album is that of the production…surely. It seems the more I listened to the album the more I noticed and the better it got but it is not one to leap out like Spring Heel Jack onto you at once.  The dark and deliberate manner in which it pounds along is where the power to this album lies and it has a weight that was certainly missing from the last album.Many of the albums before had moments that seemed uninspired, aside from a handful of good songs here and there. 

I can't scorn this album and found myself listening to it a few times as well as returning to some of their earlier magic found of their classic albums. When I look back at this review now it seems boring to behold and I have no words to utterly praise the release or scorn it. There is something to the album though that is more redeeming to some of the things that turned me away from the band in the last few years and this is surely not a bad thing. A good album that has a powerful, dark sound of its own is the best I can tell you, the reader. There is a bare and naked sound of titanic strength, and some arrangements in the background that add an overall quality to some of the songs. I can’t pull out a conger eel from my bubble vest to accost the merits of Satyr at this metaphoric showing to which we are all somehow encamped… that place where the medieval black metal returns