Beautality - Einfallen: A Tale Ov Torment & Triumph (Nordavind Records)

Broad, deep and very satisfying...
Release Date: 
16 Mar 2015 - 12:30am

Post-metal, doom-laden, atmospherical, shoe-gaze. Goth-streaked black metal tinged with ambience. You can't pin this shit down - and why would you want/need to? It's bloody, bloody good and I enjoyed it no end (and luckily at around 100 minutes in length, the end takes quite a bit of time to arrive).

The UK's Beautality's second album (Providence came out in 2012) is a vast, almost unchartable, piece of work that mashes countless styles and influences into their own wholly unique creations - and these creations range anywhere between 10 and 20 minutes in length so you need to pay attention. You there! At the back of the class! Stop fidgeting! Opener Einfallen starts with a twang or two before a slow picked melody and deep vocal slip seamlessly in. The drums on every track on here are incredible. Shards of keyboard and a black metal vocal come and join the party - yet you're never overwhelmed by any single element - and that takes some doing. The structure of each track is exceptional. Doppelganger shows main man David 'Ravengarde' Sylvester's vision perfectly; engaging compositions where the guitars are not necessarily over-driven to the max but they still have plenty of body, and it's this body that holds the more flowery 'shoe-gaze' sections (which are beautifully dreamy) in check.

Is it like Joy Division or Sisters Of Mercy? Is it Beast Milk with a blackened shriek? I don't know but The Devil's Elixir goes off completely as does From The Abyss. Mr Ravengarde (with assistance from Dean Carley and Tom Ding) has brought forth a powerful vision - and this is done with tunes of not inconsiderable length. Luckily there's enough difference (but also continuity) to keep the listener engaged without feeling like they're listening to a whole bunch of different tracks carelessly tacked together; coherency is Beautality's friend. But It's not all screaming madness and it's not all floral meanderings of the post-blackened metal variety. You really need to hear this to appreciate it - and even then, especially if your ear is tuned only to utter madness, you may not appreciate this marvellous album. My only gripe is trying to find the time to listen to it more often.