The six tracks of this album by Polish band Fleshworld have been the result of four years work. It’s appropriate that such labour should result in post-metal. But there’s post-metal of the drawn out variety, and the sort which reaches to the skies. This album, which we’re told looks at the moral aspects of war and its consequences, is an example of the latter type.
From a piece of electronic ambiance, the classic Isis-style tones of “Hereinafter” ring out. A further layer of harsh vocals and sinister atmosphere is superimposed, enhancing the atmosphere. There’s a real frisson of excitement and yet in this tingling atmosphere there seems to be no escape as if we are hemmed in. The tantalising guitar ring of “The Chant of Many Voices’ has the air of a xylophone. It’s patient as post-rock is. Rich and lush, it’s like a reflection of a tranquil world. Colour pervades the hypnotising pattern. Harshness enters the scene again and spreads into the gargantuan “Dust Eater”. The uplifting guitar sound rises and presents mountainous images. The drum sweeps softly through the background. This eleven minute epic is taking us to other lands. There’s another dynamic twist and it’s as if the air is cleared. The mood becomes dark and monstrous as the breathtaking “Dust Eater” slows down once more. Sinister echoing voices can be heard behind the now stormy chords. By contrast “The Collapse” is reflective. It has a classic post-metal build up. The vocalist croaks on harshly. Coming from the depths, it marches on defiantly. Suddenly there is urgency. It fades away and there is an electronic ambiance. Its impact could never match “Dust Eater” and it doesn’t. We are guided into “The Infinite”. To begin with, there is the fresh sound of the ringing guitar like on “Hereinafter” but this time an eerie aura develops as sounds hover around. It is magnetic and hypnotic. We have Bossk-like sophistication and beauty, then from nowhere it builds up and there is controlled violence and majesty. A whispering voice can be heard behind the uncompromising instrumental power and strength, before this massive piece reaches its crescendo and ends.
Of course comparisons will be drawn with Cult of Luna, Isis or Envy but Fleshworld do not deny that. The most important thing is that “like we’re all equal” has its own identity and character. Ranging between delicacy and violent expansiveness, it constantly appeals to the emotions. This album is fresh, uplifting and representative of something magnificent.
(8.5/10 Andrew Doherty)
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