Flush It Friday: Happy Throaatsripping Edition
IT’S BLACK FRASH FRIDAY!
As this is my third post of the day, imma keep this short. Trust me, it’s better for everyone this way. Sometime last week we got an unassuming letter in the ol’ inbox detailing that there was a new Throaat album due out on the 24th, which just happens to be Black Friday. Now as I’m very Australian, I had (and still have) no fucken idea what this Black Friday actually represents. As I mentioned to Dubs when I asked him about its origins this morning, my original assumption was that it was some ghastly historical reference to a massacre of a group of indigenous people(s) at the hands of colonialists, which contemporary society solemnly commemorates by offering discounts on various consumer items as only the most devout orthodox capitalists know how. Turns out I was quite wrong and [insert whatever reason you were told as to why the festivity is held but have promptly forgotten here]. Amazing! Anyway, is there any better way to celebrate/commiserate this occasion than by banging out to some killer black thrash? I think not.
There’s just one problem. It seems the album is only available for a physical release at the time of this going to press. Fuck. The Brooklyn band’s first full-length is being released through German label Dying Victims, who are offering a couple of vinyl packages (w/ download codes), with a CD release scheduled soon but no mention of a digital release. Checked their Bandcamp page, but to no avail (they do have a stream of Condor‘s mad debut though). Guess you’ll just have to live with an embed of their previous killer EP Black Speed, and my hastily cobbled thoughts of the new album.
Basically, Reflections In Darkness is pretty surprising in terms of what you’d expect from a band with a fairly established black thrash sound. Sure, the band’s primary style still hearkens back to the time when Slayer slayed with no mercy, and Bathory bathed under the black mark, but in addition to the cut-and-dried 80’s approach is an intoxicating waft of the occult, an element of their sound that was previously restricted to a mere sniff here and there. And it works so damn well. All the obligatory black thrash filth and frivolity is still prevalent, however the band embracing some Mystifier-esque theatrics and spun-out spookiness ties in perfectly with their aesthetic. There’s even a two-part track called ‘Tormentia’ that begins with riffs redolent of The Chasm‘s Daniel Corchado. Unexpected, but awesome.
In short, Throaat rip more now than ever before.
Sorry
Time for you to flush this week away, what’s good flushers?
