After releasing a brilliant debut album “Subradiant Architecture” last summer, the massachusetts-based duo Obsidian Tongue is back with their second installment “A Nest of Ravens in the Throat of Time.” Cold, unwavering, primal black metal with a rich organic sound and real melodic sensibilities, Obsidian Tongue has been praised for their exceptional balance of the melodic and raw aspects of black metal, and that is certainly apparent in the new material.
In May 2013, Obsidian Tongue returned to the analog Mystic Valley Studios in Medford, Massachusetts to record the new album. Consisting of 6 songs averaging 9 minutes in length, “A Nest of Ravens in the Throat of Time” is a psychedelic and introspective journey through the collective unconscious of Man and the dark half of the emotional spectrum; A sonic depiction of the spiritual affirmation and personal evolution attainable only through sorrow, anger and disillusionment. A noteworthy contribution to this musical odyssey has been made by John Haughm of the legendary dark metal outfit Agalloch, taking lead vocal duties for the album's title track. Released in an appropriately minimalist fold out booklet with all lyrics included, Obsidian Tongue’s second release is the perfect sonic catharsis for fans of Enslaved, early-Opeth, Wolves in the Throne Room, Agalloch, Alda, Panopticon, Falls of Rauros, and Skagos.
....err fuck the specifications, for black metal fans in GENERAL.
Safely nestled ‘tween the fault lines of consciousness
Polar elements licking in tandem
Frozen fire I am…Burning wind I am
If just for this moment when no eyes could be bothered to see
When the suspension of observance is gone
Cold & quiet for now…uninhibited for now
This gorge is illuminated by the original light
A color man’s forbidden to see
This could be quelled any second now
Lapse of life could circle back too soon
But not with severance, not without reverence
New relics to study in hours when hours do proceed
I mustn’t think of this
That pain will come all to soon
The stream or the stone am I, if I must be dubbed at all?
Though my heart will never concede to any such frequencies
My heart already knows too much below the surface
Of blindness & light harnessing
& how the sphere looks to unlearn souls
The sphere seeks to dizzy souls
This freeze can’t be forgotten
Navigation can’t be blurred
To the chagrin of my brothers I’ve gone too far
To ever become subservient
I didn’t flee I was pulled under suddenly
What is done is done, the lines are drawn
I am in arms with the dissolved
My path is chosen
Fears done away
The colors quickening
Taking strange old shapes, killing corner grays
Holy individuation begins to form
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What more can you say after reading the abhorrent bio of this album that tells the vision behind it? This is the black vomit of Tchornobog: abyssal violation of your senses and pineal gland and you are not the same person after encountering this multidimensional god. 𝙅𝙤𝙚 𝙎𝙥𝙞𝙣𝙚𝙡𝙡