You shouldn’t look to someone like me as an expert on thrash, but I’ll still say this is one of the best thrash albums I’ve heard in many moons. It kicks the adrenaline into overdrive it lights up dead eyes it’s immediately addictive and it’s a formidable neck-bender - but it also sounds authentically demonic.
It must be underscored, however, that the music doesn’t just sound wildly ecstatic, it also sounds diabolical, like the genuine revels of demons set free because god finally gave up.Īnd that is what makes someone like me, who usually has a meh attitude about thrash, relish On Tenebrous Wings. The blazing, braying, and rapidly darting riffs count first, and they’re virally infectious as well as electrifying, but the gloriously shred-tastic soloing is on par with them, adding to the songs’ high-octane fuel. In their second album On Tenebrous Wings the Norwegian band Shakma come gunning for their listeners with lethal fanaticism, drums snapping in a head-hooking frenzy, the bass cooked to a boil, guitars whining and whirling and slashing with malefic intent, and berserk blowtorch vocals adding to the music’s white-hot ferocity. I know I sound like a broken record, constantly expressing disappointment and frustration that I can’t highlight more bands and their music in this way.
Doing them on the weekdays has become a rarity, especially since the job that pays the freight around here has been pressing me more than usual too. Lately, I’ve been lucky if I can get one done on the weekend. The downside of this for me is that it cuts deep into the time I have for something else I enjoy - roundups of new music like this one. Other people seem to like that too, since our daily calendar of premieres is full from now through April 21st, which is about as fully stocked and as far out-front as I can remember we’ve ever been with our premiere schedule.
Anyone who visits here on a regular basis knows I like to host premieres of new songs and complete releases.
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