By Octopi Mills
From Russia we have OLD WAINDS, reminding us that "Darkness shall rise". "Watch the Midnight Unveil" reveals itself like a pervert in a park; slowly then abruptly it attacks one. This is black metal done like many old Folkers handle folk music in the same manner; in a traditional sort of way but adding a bit or usually enough of their own spirit to make it something human. Perhaps in the rise of artificial intelligence(s) this is something that makes one re-appreciate the music of man and animal alike.
In this aforementioned manner song titles and lyrics stick to things not that far outside of such comparisons with great simplicity and a natural approach. Songs named "Of Night and Ice", "In the Heart of the Storm", and "To the Moonlight", for instance, in that old way that Robert Frost might have done in his own manner, you see. But here things are ofnthe darker side of all these things; wintry yet faster paced black metal with attack and aggression. It has its thread in the fabric of what hath been cut before, and this is and can be refreshing in these times of things plastic and useless. It might not win the county black country prize ribbon, but it doesn't try to in the means of what is accomplished here.