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### Deus Mortem: Emanations of the black light

#### 03/05/13 || BamaHammer

At a fancy two-story brick home in a cul-de-sac somewhere, the doorbell rings. A suburbanite man is reading his newspaper in a nice leather recliner and never even looks up before yelling, “Can you get that, sweetheart?”

The man’s daughter runs downstairs frantically to answer the door. She stops at the bottom of the stairs to fix her hair and all that shit, brandishes a big smile, and then opens the front door.

The man keeps reading his newspaper. He’s checking stocks and bonds. The man’s daughter waltzes into the room and proudly says, “Hey, daddy! I want you to meet my new boyfriend.” The man folds his newspaper and puts it away. He takes off his ritzy reading glasses and hangs them on the v-neck of his sweet-ass sweater vest. Then he lays eyes on this fucker.

“Holy shit,” the yuppie fucko says to himself. It takes all he can muster to ask his daughter’s boyfriend, “What is your name?”

The young man gazes back emotionlessly, reaches out his spiked gauntlet-clad hand welcomingly and grimly growls his faux-word name, “NECROSODOM,” as the father draws back in disgust, staring at this vile corpsepainted deflowerer of his daughter.

And that, ladies and sperms, is exactly why kvlt behavior would never truly be totally acceptable in the real world. It’s also precisely why this two-man black metal ensemble from Poland has quickly become one of my favorite bands on my playlist. When I first discovered this band and their debut EP, the dumbassedly titled “Darknessence” (which features songs from this album, actually), I almost instantly longed for more from these guys. With “Emanations of the black light”, Deus Mortem gives us all exactly that.

If you didn’t know (and I have no fucken clue whether you do or not), Deus Mortem is the brainchild of Necrosodom of Azarath and the blastbeat all star Inferno from Behemoth (and Azarath). What they have produced here with “Emanations of the black light” is quite simply one of the strongest and purest black metal albums of the last ten years.

The drums blaze through from track to track, as you would expect from Inferno. There’s also plenty of groove to go along with his gratuitous blasturbation, but unlike his work with Behemoth, Inferno does much more to add to the song itself instead of try to fit as many kicks into a quarter of a second as humanly possible. The result is some of the grooviest and cleanest blastbeat work from the past decade.

As for Necrosodom, his work here is almost flawless as well. He handles the vocals, bass, and guitar, and manages to create something pretty different from much of what I’ve heard from Azarath. The bass is fairly anonymous, and it almost sounds like a simple low pitch foundation for all the high-speed riffing that’s going on. His guitar work is nothing spectacular in any way, but there are plenty of cool riffs going on to keep your black heart happy. The riffing also fits the drumming like a glove. It’s easy to hear how well these two dudes play off each other. It also warrants mentioning that Necrosodom’s vocal work is stunning on here. Not only does he prove he’s one of black metal’s best modern growlers, but his tortuous moaning and screaming in “The Shining” is a lesson in how the depressive, suicidal shrieking should be done.

If you’re a fan of quality black metal and you fee like the genre’s glory days are long passed, you’re right, but you also need to check out this album. As far as modern raw high-octane black metal purity is concerned, it doesn’t get much better than Deus Mortem. Do yourself a favor and track this one down. It may not be good enough to please an overly protective suburban father, but it is some badass black metal.

- Information
- Released: 2013
- Label: Strych Promotions
- Website: www.deusmortem.com
- Band
- I.: drums
- N.: guitars, bass, vocals

- Tracklist
- 01. Into the Forms of Flesh (The Rebirth)
- 02. It Starts to Breathe Inside
- 03. Receiving the Impurity of Jeh
- 04. The Shining
- 05. The Harvest
- 06. Ceremony of Reversion, p.1
- 07. Emanation

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