“It’s true, some wines improve with age. But only if the grapes were
good in the first place.” Abigail van Buren’s quote is especially apt
when applied to Ihsahn’s solo career. Having spent his youth blowing us
away with metal giants Emperor, he has become ever more legendary since.
His thirst for exploring the outer reaches of his beloved black arts
has resulted in what is, arguably, his finest material – his A-trilogy,
in particular, has resulted in him being equally lauded amongst lovers
of the aggressive and more passive ends of the metal spectrum. With last
year’s Eremita and now, Das Seelenbrechen, his latest album, it seems he has really been throwing caution to the wind so you’d better buckle up for this.
Translated as “the soul breaking”, the title refers to Nietzsche’s
thoughts on the self-destructive nature of humanity, so it’s no surprise
to find it continuing where his Nietzsche-inspired Eremita
left off. What’s new here is the all-consuming darkness that he, in
tandem with Leprous’ Tobias ØrAndersen, have managed to generate in
Ihsahn’s Norwegian studio. What they have created is a series of
sprawling, almost cinematic soundscapes that seem as organic as they are
industrial. With all but the minimalist of jazzy overtones dropped and
fearless songwriting employed we get a vast array of crepuscular tones
that seem to drag you deeper and deeper into the pervasive shadows of
the man’s bottomless imagination.
As a consequence, progression through the album isn’t as
straight-forward, as on previous ones, with a real hotchpotch of ideas
thrown at us. It is a zig-zagging journey that takes us from the
vitriolic black death of “Regen” and “NaCl”, past the jarringly smooth
trip-beat of “Pulse”, down the drum avalanches of the “Tacit” twins
before we are finally dumped in the slow-moving lakes where “M” and
“Sub-Ater” reside. Along the way we find ourselves experiencing his
usual combination of scathing and hushed vocal, but here it is all
threaded through a mixture of effects with battering drums and guitars
and it is definitely not the unerringly cohesive experience that we may
have been used to. Certainly, the doom-laden “M”, the noisome “Tacit 2″,
the industrial wasteland of “See” and the disconcertingly unconnected
build of “Rec” feel out of place here – like random, unfinished thoughts
that cry out for more than just the weird loops and patterns they hang
off.
There’s still plenty that does fit this abominable construction of
Ihsahn’s and monsters like “Regen”, “NaCl”, “Sub-Alter” and even the
panic-stricken rumble of “Tacit” will burrow in deep, blotting out the
light, forcing introspection upon the voyeur. There’s so much here that
feels like it could have burst forth from a future Opeth if they had
stayed the path. This is them but taken to a whole new level of macabre.
Ever since the completion of After, it feels a little like Ihsahn has struggled to find a solid direction and Das Seelenbrechen,
coming just a year after his last, certainly seems a trifle lost. His
songwriting prowess cannot be doubted, so perhaps he has just rushed his
thought processes this time. It’s a small error of judgement that you
wouldn’t usually associate with a man of his experience. The wine may,
indeed, be a little corked this time round but it doesn’t mean its
vintage isn’t shining through.
Also online @ Ave Noctum = http://www.avenoctum.com/2013/10/ihsahn-das-seelenbrechen-candlelight/
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