With a clatter of calcium, the diviner prepares to look past the present. She speaks a dire warning as cataracts eclipse her eyes: ruinous times approach and you’d do well to mind your surroundings. You leave the den, smirking as you put on your headphones. Nordic Frost‘s “A Most Lucid Fever Dream” accompanies you across the street, all Opethian acoustics and droning cleans—hardly bedlam. You can’t believe your friends made you consult that grifter. A screech; an acrid scent; scarlet pooling on macadam. Scraping, blackened riffs suddenly erupt from the ether (along with percussive vocals akin to deathcore), but this … Continue reading Track Premiere: Nordic Frost – “A Most Lucid Fever Dream”