Black Metal Album Review: Abhorrence of Light by 13th Moon

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Black metal should be dirty, cavernous and angry. It shouldn’t pretend. Put the corpse paint away lads, it’s not needed. You are not playing at being evil. If you want to be evil get a job at the BBC. Everyday one of their presenters gets arrested on child-abuse charges, and today a long time fixture on British television, Rolf Harris, was exposed as a decades spanning paedophile who used the status gained to him through working on television to sexual abuse little girls, for decade, after decade, after decade. That is evil. That is real evil.

Black metal is not evil. It is music, and when done well it taps into something else, not of this realm of consciousness, but something floating in the ether, a parallel dimension, as real as our own, no scratch that, a dimension far more alive and vital than our own dulled prison planet. To me, and this is a subjective thing, it is a realm of otherworldly defiance. It is realm that spits on the paedophile rings at the BBC. It brings into existence realms that will take those smiling charity working paedophile presenters to one side and give them a good bloody kicking. That’s my black metal. That’s what Black metal is to me, so don’t talk about Satanism and corpse paint, and any surface nonsense. Black metal should create something that transcends the everyday bullshit of this reality, and that’s what The Abhorrence of Light by 13th Moon does for me.

I’m not a bloody music reviewer. I’m not even a comic book reviewer, though that’s what I mostly do on my blog. I’m just an unpopular guy who has an opinion about everything, and although most people don’t want to hear it, I put it out there anyway.

My opinion on this black metal album is that it’s bloody good. There are only three proper songs, the other two tracks are atmosphere setting little interludes, a bridge of calm before more black metal fury. These interludes intensify the feeling of the album as a whole though, so don’t confuse them as being an exercise in time wasting, because they’re not. They are the backgrounds that define the whole. They are Dracula’s empty, lonely castle, high on the hills, falling apart, a relic of a bygone time that represents the lost, moribund, out of time character of the Count himself.

The three full tracks have furious blast beat percussion and bass and guitar riffs that are there to soothe you through the passage of angry noise. The vocals are demonic. A man tapping into the other realms, finding inspiration there and spitting it back in your face. There is testosterone and strength there. This is not a defeated soul. This is an angry sound, full of life, passion, blood and thunder.

The best track is the first. ‘The Rite as Sinister as Old’ defines the album. Brutal, it sounds like it was recorded in a cave by a troupe of pumped up, channelling souls who want to rip through the temporal realm that some mistakenly believe is all there is, and wake up the living dead that still insist on watching BBC paedophile facilitating programming like they are a good person, like the BBC is a channel for good people so they must rightfully sit like zombies in front of it as their life force rots away as they are patronised by the latest paedophile presenter employed in the land of the sick.

Get this album if you want to hear anger, passion, creative belligerence and the channelling of other realms through artistic endeavour. Or you can watch Animal Hospital with a soundtrack performed by the Lost Prophets. Who loves evil? Who is evil? Your television mate, it’s your television, not this stuff. This is angry and defiant, the complete antithesis to the real evil emanating from your television sets. Rating: 9/10