Marduk aren’t Satyricon or Mayhem and don’t aspire to be pioneers in the field, but that’s what I love about ’em, they’re AC/DC for true lovers of Lucifer.
I recall the instant plug-me-in magic of British Steel, and the inevitable ascendance of the band (like watching Metallica blow up with Masters of Puppets).
Eight “songs” pulled from The Gap sessions. As with the album, you either think Joan Of Arc had become a complete mess by their end, or pure abstract geniuses.
Three varied albums for this creatively exploded Norwegian duo. An album less phreaked than Neonism, slicker, classier, more majestically modern black.
First thing ya notice is this record’s really loud, like louder than everything in the CD changer, loud like their buddies’n’countrymen Guitar Wolf is loud.