TetraMorphe Impure – The Sunset of Being

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• Band:
  TetraMorphe Impure
• Duration: 00:39:42
• Available from: 04/18/2025
• Label:

• Aesthetic Death

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TetraMorphe Impure is the creature of Damien Dell'Amico, with a past in groups such as Mortavey Drape, Heroded and Septycal Gorge and from 2021 Voice of the Praetory commands, Alexandrian artist not of first fur that has explored the territories of extreme music in its various facets. The band has a little long and troubled story: born as a trio in 2006, it soon became a solo project for a decision of its own founder, and published only a demo and a split with the Black Oath in its first years of existence, before the inspected return in 2021 with the compilation “Dead Hopes / the Last Chains”.
“The Sunset of Being” is the debut album, which arrives nineteen years after the adventurous beginnings, and sounds logically different from everything Damien has produced in all this time but, listened to carefully, it is the natural consequence, a sort of merger between genres already widely codified but not simple to mix with this naturalness.
The inspiration comes mainly from the early 90s, from a plumbei doom metal metal that borders on several occasions in the doom/death metal of the origins, but there is no lack of frequent outlets Death metal old school and some forays into dark wave territories, while of the experience with the mortuary drape seem to have remained essentially the ritual approach and some themes linked to the occult.
A sound evidently sought through a chisel work in the suffered experiments that, according to Damien, have filled his last two years, and at the same time the result of a tangible urgency, in which My Dying Bride and Desbowelment flow, but also Autopsy and Dead Can Dance – Just to make some name cited by the same musician as an influence – in forty minutes of music that represent a reflection without exit on the transitional nature. of human existence.
Four long songs in which silence counts as much as the sounds: these develop around dilated riffs, with a lugubrious growling that alternates with an equally icy and impersonal spoken voice, in order to express a solitude that does not find other outlets if not terror.
The most significant moments are the title-track, with all its tension that remains unexploded, and “Night Chaants”, the episode in which the antithesis between fury and acceptance appears more clear, but there are no drops for the duration of a disc that knows how to be strongly meditative without renouncing moments of violent anger.
It took almost twenty years to re -emerge from an underground from which it seemed impossible to be able to resurface, yet we succeeded, giving birth to a monolith of pure resignation in front of human contingency. Similar projects do not aim to achieve consent, and the laxes of time among the rare publications do not allow us to predict what the future will reserve for us, but for now, for now, it is a difficult and tiring album, which can only be understood by those who know how to dig in depth and face the darkest anguish.

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