Cult of Erinyes - A Place to Call my Unknown (Les Acteurs de l'Ombre)

True Ritualistic Black Metal from Belgium.

Maybe you don’t know about Cult Of Erinyes. Yet. They are a black metal group hailing from Brussels and present to us what they call Ritualistic Black Metal. I cannot discagree, given that A Place to Call My Unknown is one of this reviewers most listened to CDs of 2011.

Strangely no music here strikes a chord, at least immediately. This is an album that only makes sense in its entirety.

Call no Truce, an almost eight-minute long tune with different passages, presents us with long musical phrases, making it slightly difficult to listen because the melody in music is somewhat subtle, not overt to ordinary listener. But the song, with all its patois and changes, varies from cold, in-your-face black metal to parts with cleaner vocals a la Swedes Opeth or Shining, although not sounding like a mere imitation of those bands. Indeed the comparisons can end here, where clean vocals appear, now and then, throughout the opus.

Insignificant starts with occult vocalization amidst mid-tempo drumming and cryptic riffs, evolving (or devolving if you will) to a slow passage where the thrumming gives shivers down ones spine. It’s another lengthy song where after the mystical parts are done, it flows into a straight black metal rampage with properly rapid blast-beats.

Island has its repetitive and long phrases as if COE were a crossbreed between Drudkh and Enthroned, over again accelerating and suddenly stopping the song to an almost complete halt, intending to create a state of trance in their listeners. 

The track A thousand Times is almost like a segue, and as I said before there are no drastic differences between the construction of the CD, rather it has its modifications inside the songs themselves turning them to a constant and never-ending wheel of magical music.

Maybe it appears confusing and you might be asking to yourself, how come a song can be repetitive and changing at the same time? The phrases inside the songs are really long (as are the song themselves), yet the band manages to create different atmospheres by changing them. So it’s not like a Prog-Punk or anything of the sort:, it’s just a black mass that slowly transforms itself creatively, yet with no ado.

The entire album revolves inside that formula, and if it didn’t sound the greatest thing ever when I first heard it, A Place to Call my Unknown has grown on me, mysteriously leading to constant spins, I can't help playing it!. 

If I had to highlight one track it’d be The Black Eyelids, but keep in mind that  a band like Cult of Erinyes doesn’t make sense without giving the album a proper chance.

Sad, yet not depressive, beautiful, yet not melodic, this band is bound to make a name for themselves in the time to come. I can’t wait to know what the future holds for Cult Of Erinyes.