Furis Ignis - Turm LP
It was but the beginning of 2022 when FURIS IGNIS emerged from the inky depths with their debut album, Decapitate the Aging World, for IRON BONEHEAD. Its title something of a call to arms or at least strong signifier of the contents therein, Decapitate the Aging World presented an iron-willed newcomer well versed in the old arts - black metal back before the internet, social media, and other modern trappings. And yet, FURIS IGNIS weren't simply playing by-the-numbers "classic" black metal; within their debut full-length lurked a muscular physicality quite at odds with nowadays' fake(d) rawness. Striking while the iron's red-hot, FURIS IGNIS return with a five-song/33-minute mini-album titled Turm. The foundation thankfully remains much the same - old Germania in the mold of Moonblood and equally early Desaster and Katharsis, deftly dissected and reassembled, this time spiced with old Abigor and Marduk - and the attack continues to be ghoulish and grim. Compared to the robust swelter of its full-length predecessor, Turm unapologetically maintains a much rawer aspect that nevertheless still clangs, throbs, and thrusts with legitimately live execution. Therefore, even with the blizzard beasts banging on its door, Turm remains an exquisitely gutted and grimy spin, with the spectral fog eventually clearing to reveal something akin to late '90s (and too-overlooked) Darkthrone residing in a lonely castle.
It was but the beginning of 2022 when FURIS IGNIS emerged from the inky depths with their debut album, Decapitate the Aging World, for IRON BONEHEAD. Its title something of a call to arms or at least strong signifier of the contents therein, Decapitate the Aging World presented an iron-willed newcomer well versed in the old arts - black metal back before the internet, social media, and other modern trappings. And yet, FURIS IGNIS weren't simply playing by-the-numbers "classic" black metal; within their debut full-length lurked a muscular physicality quite at odds with nowadays' fake(d) rawness. Striking while the iron's red-hot, FURIS IGNIS return with a five-song/33-minute mini-album titled Turm. The foundation thankfully remains much the same - old Germania in the mold of Moonblood and equally early Desaster and Katharsis, deftly dissected and reassembled, this time spiced with old Abigor and Marduk - and the attack continues to be ghoulish and grim. Compared to the robust swelter of its full-length predecessor, Turm unapologetically maintains a much rawer aspect that nevertheless still clangs, throbs, and thrusts with legitimately live execution. Therefore, even with the blizzard beasts banging on its door, Turm remains an exquisitely gutted and grimy spin, with the spectral fog eventually clearing to reveal something akin to late '90s (and too-overlooked) Darkthrone residing in a lonely castle.
It was but the beginning of 2022 when FURIS IGNIS emerged from the inky depths with their debut album, Decapitate the Aging World, for IRON BONEHEAD. Its title something of a call to arms or at least strong signifier of the contents therein, Decapitate the Aging World presented an iron-willed newcomer well versed in the old arts - black metal back before the internet, social media, and other modern trappings. And yet, FURIS IGNIS weren't simply playing by-the-numbers "classic" black metal; within their debut full-length lurked a muscular physicality quite at odds with nowadays' fake(d) rawness. Striking while the iron's red-hot, FURIS IGNIS return with a five-song/33-minute mini-album titled Turm. The foundation thankfully remains much the same - old Germania in the mold of Moonblood and equally early Desaster and Katharsis, deftly dissected and reassembled, this time spiced with old Abigor and Marduk - and the attack continues to be ghoulish and grim. Compared to the robust swelter of its full-length predecessor, Turm unapologetically maintains a much rawer aspect that nevertheless still clangs, throbs, and thrusts with legitimately live execution. Therefore, even with the blizzard beasts banging on its door, Turm remains an exquisitely gutted and grimy spin, with the spectral fog eventually clearing to reveal something akin to late '90s (and too-overlooked) Darkthrone residing in a lonely castle.