Nine. That’s the number of producers on Decomposer. It helps emphasize their ability to seamlessly transfer from goofy and gross to soulful and serious.
Like the first time you were blown away by Wire, or confounded by Mark E. Smith’s lost-with-a-purpose ranting. The Lights are onto something substantial.
These modern metal veterans haven’t gotten the exposure they deserve, writing an exotic blend of Latin rhythms, guitar textures, and post-Seps metal riffery.
Two discs of concert footage, videos, and interviews, with the pristine production values and sound quality from a band that never does anything half-ass.
“Civil Salvage” starts in with a replicated gypsy tinge, followed by the dark 16 Horsepower vaudeville country of “Death On The Sickbed” and “Culture of Prey.”
Not my fave fuzzy garage unit. Any NYC hipster oughtta dig into Bad Afro’s roster and realize what posers they are, but ya can’t teach those trendies anything.
How you feel about Therion depends largely on your tolerance for hugely melodramatic, pretentious opera metal. Experience Therion with this six-disc box set.