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- Band:
Morast - Duration: 00:34:06
- Available since: 07/02/2025
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Ván Records
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Rightly a little under trace, as is a must in the underground tradition, the morasts return with the third album, “Fentanyl” (a very powerful analgesic, about eighty times the morphine), from which, since the artwork, it can be seen The usual black mood that clearly brought behind the previous “our silence”. For the record, no, the morasts are not our compatriots: instead they are Germans, but it was precisely that particular title and we linguistically close to making us know the band of north-western Germany.
Moreover, the group has the deeper roots of the penultimate album, with a career of a decade, three complete discs and different split, including a pair of remarkable with the Ultha compatriots. “Fenanyl” certainly does not change the style to which the morasts have accustomed us, but you can immediately notice, in our opinion, a more black pitch general atmosphere, starting from a heavier production and a more desperate vocal approach, ad The work of the new singer Z., already with the recent Endstille and in the past with Graupel and Nagelfar.
Musically, we are talking about a Doom/Black/Death that finds its most obvious reference in The Ruins of Beverast or in that mysterious creature on behalf of Akatechism (which we lost sight of some time ago, among other things). What we hear in “Fenanyl” is, if we want, a sound reference model expressed here and there in many production of European labels such as Vàn, Terratur or Invictus, when they are not committed to producing feral Black/Death.
The new work unfolds in six pieces, for a total of thirty -five little minutes, showing itself all in all in the duration and in the structures, repeated over and over again in mid -meter suffocating and powerful, plus some rare acceleration. The sound is mosquito and claustrophobic: the reference points could also be modern German black metal and that coming from Poland (the Blaze of Little School), which characterizes the incede of songs such as “Of Furor and Ecstasy” and “Araronon “. In various points, a certain type of work on the Backing Vocals (“Walls Come Closer”), almost monastic and rituals, also emerges, to still remind us of the approach of the aforementioned The Ruins of Beverast and a predilection for riffs that move at the tip of Feet also towards the world of the most infernal Stoner-Doom.
“Fenanyl” is therefore a disc that really maintains its word and that has as its only possible negative side a structural staticity from which it cannot be exempt much. If you love Plumbee atmospheres – of Black/Doom and a negative musical world – the band's return could do for you; Of course, The Ruins of Beverast remain a couple of steps later in their musical research, but there is also room for morast.
Daniel D`Amico for SANREMO.FM