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Tales From the Darkside Vol. 3: Aderlating

13 Apr


Mories is held by most in the underground as a modern maverick of sound. Hailing from the Netherlands, and flying leather-winged onto the scene at the height of the third wave of black metal, this bleak pioneer grabbed the reigns and began to pull the carriage in new directions. Black noise, electronic, and solo BM projects were nothing new (to say the very least of the that last mention), but Mories took things in a much more orchestrated, and boundary pushing direction. Shaking off the typical lo-fi machingunning of tin metaled guitar and drums, or the slow and echoing cacophony of ambient suicidal BM, the equation here orbits around abstract re-appropriation of sounds and instruments, as though one were constructing a lovecraftian soundtrack from the depths of R’lyeh.

Mories is most know for the continued onslaught of horror soundtrack inspired black industrial noise project, Gnaw Their Tongues. And while this audio perversity certainly continues to emblazon my brain, it’s another curiosity from the same depths that piques my interest today.

As a vinyl collector I am not known to pick up CD’s, so I can’t exactly put my finger on what made me pick up, “The nectar of perversity springs from the well of repression,” by Aderlating (though, since it came from Aquarius Records, I could place some bets….) Regardless of the, “why,” I’m certainly thankful for the, “what.”

Beyond the blitzkrieg of his amazing industrial chaos project (that for years I did not know was Mories), De Magia Veterum, Mories explores the opposite side of the spectrum with the eerie darkness of Aderlating. If Gnaw their tongues is a 45rpm LP playing on surround sound, then Aderlating is that same LP on 33rpm’s with random speakers cutting out.

“The nectar of perversity springs from the well of repression,” is a sinister and hypnotic album indeed. Murky walls wrapped in rotting wallpaper and stucco hide tales of horrific deeds that include the conjuration of hellspawn creatures and human mutilation.

The listener is ushered out of an electronic thunderstorm, and into this unspeakable house with the opening track, “Death Knell.” The weight of the track unfolds as the entrapped fate becomes apparent. I don’t know what the lengthy sample used in the second track, “A Circle Drawn With Chalk on Wood,” comes from, but it has to be my favorite piece, hands down, on “The nectar of perversity.” The drone of noise and the skittering of sound rises as a male voice commands a female voice through a series of ritual actions. At some point she reaches a place where she can go no further, but is pushed to enter a space where she is afraid of “the dark one.” As the male voice becomes more violently emphatic, the female voice pleads until she snaps into a scream, and we are left with sober tunnel of noise.

While it is drone to be sure, every once in a while, we are treated to something much more traditionally black metal, (with emphasis on the, “much more.”) The track, “Rope, Pig’s Blood, Dead Flesh And Two Candles,” is a thick pummeling of noise, but underneath comes the harsh snarls of piercing black metal vocals. It makes a perfect juxtaposition against the unnerving deep space of the rest of the album.

As the atmosphere grows darker, the noise grows harsher. Picking up with what has to be the most amazing song title ever, “Cut Off My Penis in Praise of Black Satari,” “The Nectar of Perversity,” churns its thick cocoon of sound into razorwire, and lacerates the listener until their final tortured breath. The last track, “Bleak Bliss,” is a 2:33 pure white HNW (harsh noise wall for the uninitiated).

Those of us in the BM scene have reached a saturation point with the genre, and so, outside of not picking up many new black horde odes, we look to new places for refuge, (unless we live in Brooklyn, in which case we just listen to Liturgy, and do coke).

For me, Gnaw Their Tongues, De Magia Veterum, and, specifically here, Aderlating, (who, when performing live is a combination of Mories and Erik Mowlawner, by the way), are the continuation of that unspeakable place and ancient fury.Fortunately, with three releases already under their belt this year alone, Aderlating do not look like they’re going to slow down anytime soon. For the curious and brave/dark of heart, Mories has been kind enough to stream the entire new, “Devotional Hymns,” album, here.

Listen in ill health………