Immortal
Sons of Northern Darkness (Nuclear Blast)
by Tim Den
The ship of Norwegian vikings Immortal has sailed far indeed. The shores of ye olde days (no bottom end, vacuum cleaner-sounding guitars, mythological ramblings) have long passed out of sight, replaced by endless seas of crystalline aural assaults. No longer messy with their weapons, Immortal now pillage your soul without ever dirtying their hands. No more trashy productions, no more mindless guitar thrashings… instead, devilish blastbeats and brooding chords propel the band like Hades’ winds edging a ghost ship. Gently tracing its fingers down your spine as you sleep. Can you not feel the icy death beckon? Can you not marvel at the gloomy wasteland that their melodies have painted?
(2323 W. El Segundo Blvd. Hawthorne, CA 90250)