Triptykon: Eparistera Daimones (Metal Blade/Riot)

To my left, the Demon appears…

Gutteral growls, all seeped in revenge, bitterness and utter hatred permeate each and every track on Triptykon’s Eparistera Daimones. Tom Gabriel Warrior spits out lyrics of a man scorned. With meaning, purpose and diabolical intent, you are witnessing and listening to an exorcism before you and a man possessed, cleansing himself of all the bad blood that spewed forth upon Celtic Frost’s untimely demise and subsequent rejuvenation.

In its place, a new creature festers. An all new monster stands. Indeed, a new entity is born. Triptykon have taken all that was masterful and great about Celtic Frost – and, believe it or not, improved on it. Tenfold.

With the untimely demise of black metal pioneers Celtic Frost, who split up at the end of their Monotheist world tour, one could be forgiven for thinking that we would never hear from main-man Tom Gabriel Warrior again.

But no, rather than fester on the pain that ended his incredible band – he began working on the newly formed project Triptykon almost immediately. Recruiting Celtic Frost touring guitarist V Santura, female bassist Vanja Slajh and drummer Norman Lonhard – the band set to work as they had quite a legend to surpass.

After releasing the monumental and brilliant Monotheist album in 2006, I personally felt that Warrior would never capture that dark majesty in recorded format again.

I was wrong. Very wrong.

Eparistera Daimones takes over from where the previous album nicely left off. It surprises with its ferocity, venomous bite and the nicely scattered touches of melody and softer moments amongst all the sludge and dread – just add to the sinister ambience on offer throughout. The track My Pain features female vocals that manage to bury themselves amongst delicate classical piano melodies – it is almost touching in places and offers momentary calm before the final onslaught of the album’s finale kicks in.

The songs are well crafted and long. The magnificent album closer The Prolonging twists and turns through 19 mind-altering minutes – full of the trademark Celtic Frost groove. Just check out the headbanging madness that kicks in around the 5 minute mark. Vintage Tom Gabriel Warrior of the finest order.

It is all such a cathartic experience but well worth the long journey that this album takes you through.

Snuff out the candles. Draw a black, veiled curtain over the inverted pentagram. Wipe the blood from your brow. Upon finishing listening to the 72 minutes here, the smell of sulphur and incense will be plentiful.

To my left, the Demon appears…