Review by Felix on October 16, 2019.

Sometimes I think that real art must be provocative, rebellious and disturbing. Yet this is not to say that I enjoy any form of provocation. Some things are simply idiotic. Does somebody ask for an example? Read the title of the first track of Hrimthursum and you know what I mean. In addition, the cries of the baby during the intro are disgusting as well. This intro is written by lead vocalist Sidegård. Back in 2006, I thought that he is just a very charismatic singer with a demonic aura. Today we know that he is also an antisocial thug. And so, one thing leads to another.

That said, let's take a look at the advantages of Necrophobic's fifth full-length. No doubt, it is imbued with a hellish aura. The champions of black / death metal invite the listener to a journey through landscapes of gruesome images. Each and every song is built upon a diabolic fundament (and so it is a suitable album for my 666th review). Listen to the background choir of the tortured souls in "Age of Chaos" which reappears in the title track. Or lend an ear to the uncanny, solemn yet homicidal lead vocals in "Bloodshed Eyes". They characterize horrifyingly the central section of this track. Not to mention the razor-sharp riffing of the unrelenting album highlight "I Strike with Wrath" which is nothing less than an orgy of cold-blooded violence. Necrophobic demonstrate their technical skills and their song-writing abilities in an almost arrogant manner. No doubt, the Swedes are highly talented musicians - and with regard to their sinister art, they were seemingly born in a very dark and extremely cold winter night. And while we are on the subject of winter, "Eternal Winter" is the speed king of the twelve tracks. The band seems to be possessed by velocity and the rapid rhythms, combined with the typical high-class riffing, shape another very strong song. Yet Necrophobic are not afraid of variations. They also convince while performing slower pieces.

The title track, for instance, chooses a mid-tempo approach. Its profound depth is based on the competent guitar work and the eerie chorus. The female background vocals that I have already mentioned lend the song its dramatic touch. "Sitra Ahra" seems to be a lame stinker in view of its nearly dawdling beginning, but inter alia the chorus sets a sharp contrast. The screaming guitar in the background causes sharp cuts that make this piece compatible with the remaining material. Speaking of the songs in general, Necrophobic's compositional talent leads to an almost immaculate symbiosis of catchiness and brutality. This is all the more remarkable given the fact that all band members have contributed to the material (although lead guitarist Ramstedt has written the lion's share of the compositions). The dudes avoid repetitive structures without being shy of relatively conventional verse-chorus-verse patterns. The tracks are always accessible. Better still, it is neither a tough job to get familiar with the album nor does one grasp every detail during the first or second listening session. Hrimthursum, which is well balanced between extremely harsh and rather melodic parts, grows diabolically while heralding the imminent apocalypse.

Of course, a good production is always helpful and, to be honest, Hrimthursum sounds perfect, no more, no less. The transparency is not at the expense of atmosphere and features such as pressure, density, intensity and brutality are not missing as well. In short, the flaming artwork depicts the aura of the music successfully. It seems as if Necrophobic were focused on a holistic approach. No doubt, the band has worked meticulously in every respect. The result is gargantuan and nothing less is acceptable for an album that hails the ice giants of the German mythology. Thus, join the black celebration of Necrophobic. If you have not yet listened to Hrimthursum, then it is high time.

Rating: 8.9 out of 10

Review by Felix on November 8, 2022.

Does it make any sense to deny the obvious? To say "it's not what it looks like?" when you are caught having sex with someone else by your own partner? I think it's better to tell the full truth right away. That's why I'm admitting it right now, at the beginning of this review: the more I know from Mavorim, the more I'm on the way to becoming a fanboy.

The band’s contribution to this split is excellent. I agree that the intro is not very relevant, but the three regular songs impress with their close-to-perfection approach. No, Mavorim do not show the harshest black metal approach and their guitars avoid any hint of iciness. So climate change has at least partially reached black metal. But their compositions inspire with a flawless flow. Apart from the one or other acoustic break, the driving character of the pieces leaves nothing to be desired - and of course the breaks are also quite skilfully set. In addition, few but highly efficient riffs unfold. The one of 'All Meine Seelen' immediately takes the listener on an overwhelming journey after the atmospheric intro. The mighty force of such pieces can only be broken by those who are able to stop a moving train by sheer force of will, but I honestly don't know many people with that ability.

Yes, there are some moody keyboards to find here. They send discreet greetings from someone far away, he calls himself Rob Darken. Nevertheless the guitars and the throaty (and in rare moments clean) voice shape a sound which has not much in common with that of Graveland – just to avoid misunderstandings. Along the way, Mavorim show how to build a song perfectly. From the first notes of the warm, soulful guitar to the highly intense double bass whipped rhythms before the first verse, 'Ein Fluch Ward Uns Geschenkt' ascends in an ingenious way (and its metaphorical lyrics are also great). I don't know in which book with seven seals you can read this, but Mavorim have a phenomenal feeling for melodies and for how much space you have to give them. Their harmonies reflect aggression, melancholy, despair and triumph. And it certainly seems unimaginative when I string together one praise after another, but the coherence of the individual pieces also makes me dream of the black metal paradise. So we get three fantastically designed songs, competently produced (without dirt, but always with an uncomfortable undertone) and masterly executed. From my point of view, 'Ein Fluch Ward Uns Geschenkt' marks the best part of this triumvirate, but 'Tod Und Teufel' and 'All Meine Seelen' also hit the bull’s eye. So it’s 90% for Mavorim who show some lazy guys in the global scene that it is possible to release high quality music every year. (Lord Ahriman, Demonaz, do you sleep well?)

Ad Mortem? Oh, that's right, they're still around. And how! They are closer to the typical style of the subgenre. As soon as the intro ends, their guitars embody brutality, the machine-like drums praise Lucifer and the performance of the lead vocalist indicates that his circle of friends is rather small. The vile melodies are not completely on the Mavorim level, but still (very) good. The same applies for the mix. It is less differentiated, the single instruments are not quite cleanly defined, but I write about black metal and not about the lullaby at the annual overnight party in the kindergarten. Nose closed when picking up your child the next morning!

Ad Mortem love to take a bath in extremely murderous sections. For example, “Schwarzes Blut (Excitium I)” has some mega-intensive parts. No doubt, if you play this song in Eastern Europe in front of one of these numerous, larger-than-life monuments to communist “martyrs”, they crumble to dust in minutes. But I guess this action would bring you directly to the next dungeon – and this leads me directly to the short yet homicidal “Kerker” (= dungeon), another brutal, straight and prisoners-hating eruption. Forgive me, but once again, I do not identify any filler here. Entirely the opposite. While I take the precaution of writing Ad Mortem's first long-playing record, not yet published, on my shopping list, the horde from Saxony skilfully rushes through the back areas of their self-created hell. A little Grabak, a little Vargsang, why not? The calm outro provides enough room to rest. 80% for Ad Mortem, who turn out to be a worthy partner of Mavorim – and this says a lot.

To sum up, this split shows two different styles of black metal and this is a good thing. Mavorim and Ad Mortem are crossing the blades and the listener is the winner. Two very similar bands do not need to join forces in order to release a split that leaves a more homogeneous overall impression than a typical Graveland or Bolt Thrower album. Given this double strike, German black metal patriots can be proud of the Teutonic scene and now I leave. I have to listen to Iudicium Ultimum again, naturally in total darkness to avoid any form of distraction.

Rating: 8.5 out of 10