Although this is a band, and not a project, these guys have had some issue with continuity of line-up over the years, and this has continued through to their fourth album. After 2019's excellent 'A Tower of Clocks' there was a mass departure, leaving singer Al Winter to bring together a brand-new group plus guests for 2021's 'Kites', which for some strange reason I never heard. Now we are back with their most recent release, and this time apart from Al the only musicians retained are the rhythm section of Dave Close (bass) and Alan Wilson (drums) with new members in the shape of John Cook (guitars) and Leigh Perkins (keyboards, whistles, backing vocals) plus two guests contributing on one track each.

Given the turmoil in the ranks one might expect the quality to suffer, but that is not the case as yet again we have a really enjoyable neo prog release which has a lot going for it the first time it is played, with hidden depths becoming apparent after repeated plays. It is a concept release, based on dystopia and steampunk, and Al obviously has a very clear idea on what he wants to achieve, even stepping aside on "Change" for Andre Saint to guest on lead vocals on the heavier track as it is obviously what he felt that song needed. This is very much neo prog, but it has been polished and crafted for the modern age so there are elements of symphonic and even crossover in what is being presented, which means that people who are fans of commercial melodic rock will also get a lot out of this.

The last time I reviewed This Winter Machine I said they contained obvious elements of early Pallas and Marillion, combined with some Pendragon, Galahad and Grey Lady Down, and I still believe that is the case even with a total change in personnel apart from Al, yet here it is polished to a high degree. Hopefully they will find more continuity in the future, as I note they are again looking for a guitarist, as if they can deliver music as strong as this with the line-up in turmoil what is going to happen when they are stable? Yet another solidly enjoyable release.

The Latin title of this album can be translated to 'Because They Don't Know What They Are Doing' and it would be interesting to ask Ivan Rozmainsky (keyboards) who he is aiming that at, although one can surmise. It has been five years between studio albums, during which time the world has changed for musicians in Russia and Ukraine, but finally here we are back with their latest release. There has been a slight change in personnel since the last one, but Ruslan Kirillov (bass), Vladislav Korotkikh (low whistle, flutes), and Vladimir Semenov-Tyan-Shansky (acoustic & electric guitars) are still involved, while long-time drummer Philip Semenov has now been replaced by Evgeny Trefilov who also provides some keyboards. As is usual, we also have some guest musicians providing additional instrumentation, of which the most key is the trumpet of Alexey Gorshkov.

I have been following the music of Roz Vitalis for well over a decade now, and there is no doubt they are one of my very favourite Russian bands, but one is never quite sure in what direction they are going to lead us, and this album finds us in a different mood to what I normally expect. While there are still RIO elements, there are less of the modern classical (although some songs, such as "Fountain", still demonstrate those roots), and in many ways this release finds the band both experimenting with their sound and becoming somewhat more commercial. This means it is one of the easiest of their albums to enjoy the first time it is played, and I certainly do not agree with some of the comments I have seen regarding the content, arrangements or production as while this may not be as dynamic and off the wall as their wonderful live albums, they are a quite a different band in the studio and this is far more reflective.

This is their eleventh studio release, and it is nice to see a band continuing to explore what they wish to achieve and how they are going about it as opposed to going through the motions. I continue to be excited when I see they have a new release available and while this may not be as essential as some of theirs, it is still one I have enjoyed immensely and isn't that what listening to music is supposed to be about?

Back with their fifth album in ten years, all with the same line-up, instrumental quartet Ovrwfrd continue to prove it is possible to be dynamic, exciting and engaging without a frontman. Playing a genre such as progressive rock is to scratch an itch, not to make money and become household names (sadly), and to cut back the possible listeners even further by forgoing the use of a singer clearly demonstrates just how much this style of music means to them all. Mark Ilaug (electric & acoustic guitars), Chris Malmgren (keyboards), Kyle Lund (bass) and Richard Davenport (drums & percussion) prove that when all musicians are in sync, they create a world where nothing else exists.

It would be easy to say the band relies heavily on the skill and musicianship of Mark and Chris to drive the melodies, such is the interplay between them and the way they mix and weave the threads, taking over or leading the other one in, but that would greatly diminish the roles of Kyle and Richard who are key to the overall success. Take "Eyota" for example, for the vast majority of that piece it is just Mark and Chris, with the others eventually making their presence felt, but it is the not playing and allowing space to breathe which really makes this. That this album was recorded in just five days last August is hard to comprehend, which shows there must have been a lot of live interaction between them. A special note should also be made of trumpeter Dave Foley who plays on opening number "Red Blanket", taking the band much more in a JRF fashion, yet that is just for one song as here we have a band revelling in heavy prog, with some neo tendencies here and there (and some symphonic). This never feels like a prog band out to demonstrate just how clever they are, but instead there is a focus and direction which is often missing with instrumental acts.

Five albums in, and they continue to surprise and delight, long may it continue.

The debut album of ethnic folk-jazz-rock fusion from Turkmenistan. Reminds me of the early albums of Chilean band LOS JAIVAS.

1. "Жиги-Жиги (Девушка) / The Girl" (3:42) great jazz-rock fusion rhtyhm lines with jazz-rock horns and odd 1960s- sounding group vocal singing of folk/ethnic music. (9.25/10)

2. "Туни Деря" (5:28) another set up of great, amazingly tight jazz-rock funk fusion. Then, at 0:42, everybody clears out so that an electrified traditional stringed instrument (balalaika?) steps in to solo for the next minute. It feels as if the band is all there, sitting and watching with the utmost respect as their elder tells his old tale. At 1:45 electric guitar and then drums and bass start to join in. When everybody's back in, the band sounds as if they're channelling the Mahavishnu Orchestra. By 3:00 the music has settled into a Latin-sounding rhythm pattern over which several male vocalists begin singing what feels like their traditional (Arabian) call-and-response vocals. Electric guitar takes the next solo in the fifth minute. These vocals almost sound West African! It just illustrates to me how small the planet really is-- how linked are human musical traditions. (9.5/10)

3. "Акжа Кепдери / White Dove" (4:03) opens like an old blues (maybe blues-rock) song from the 1960s with full band playing low and slow while expert jazz guitar and tenor sax play with Elvis-like male vocal crooning with deeply ambiguous feeling: He's obviously expressing deep feelings; Is he sad or happy? (9/10)

4. "Восточный Сувенир / The Oriental Souvenir" (4:58) heavy rock-based music opens this one sounding like something from Larry Coryell or some Latin percussion band. Wonderful sax-marimba interplay after the bridge in the beginning of the second minute. Eventually Stanislav Morozov's sax and rest of the band drown out the tuned percussion as the band drifts into a more smoothly-flowing motif for Stan's sax to continue his wonderful soloing. Bass and drums are outstanding, as are horn section accents and banks. I'm sure that Don Ellis would be proud! (8.875/10)

5. "Кечпелек (Баллада о судьбе) / Bitter Fate / (The Ballad of Destiny)" (7:08) more Arabic-sounding vocals with some electrified oud-like instrument and percussives supporting with flurries and flourishes. After 90 seconds the rock support solidifies in a slow, dirge-like rhythm track with Hammond, electric bass, and straight-time drums. The oud- like electric guitar continues throughout all this, even when the liturgical singer cuts out, leaving a trail of perfectly tremoloed melody lines up to the odd break and transition starting at 3:55. Bass and drums get to start the next very- Andalusian-sounding section as the full bank of horns joins in. The vocalist returns, continuing in a form and style that seems to connote religious fervor. Great bass and horn play with and beneath the singer. Once he cuts out more impressive Don Ellis-like play ensues. I swear that finish is Latin American! (13.375/15)

6. "Ялан / Cheating" (2:44) part Latin/Herb Alpert-like music, part obvious local ethnic traditional music--with support of Hammond organ and horn section. (8.666667/10)

7. "Коне Гузер / At the Old Creek" (4:15) electric guitar and electric piano support the impassioned ethnic vocal of one of the outstanding lead vocalists (wish I knew which one). Great latent tension hiding within this one--tension that the electric guitar, bass guitar, drumming, and saxophone do their best to release to the wind. So many textures and emotions conveyed in this masterpiece. (9.75/10)

8. "Арманым Галды / Separation (Parting)" (3:12) opens like a traditional South American song before turning to jazz- rock at the end of the first minute. GREAT bass, drums, rhythm guitar, and horn section work beneath the lyrics that just gets better between the vocal sections. Wow! These guys can really play! (And this lead vocalist can really sing!) (9/10)

Total Time 35:30

I've heard that Gunesh's next album, released in 1984, is even better than this one!

A-/five stars; a wonderful display of traditional/ethnic music blended seemlessly, no, virtuosically, into rock and jazz- rock and Jazz-Rock Fusion forms. Definitely an experience I highly recommend for all prog lovers.

I give this band a lot of credit for making an album all about their recently departed guitarist Piotr Grudzinski. How difficult this must have been, especially for Duda who writes the lyrics and sings them. This record is bursting with emotion. Even the song titles, but especially the opener and closer which are just so meaningful. It opens with "The Day After"(Piotr's passing) and the closer "The Night Before"(his passing). I have not felt emotion like this since THE PINEAPPLE THIEF's "Little Man" and to a lesser extent GREEN CARNATION's "Journey To The End Of The Night". Both dealing with the death of a child.

This feels like a record that needed to be made and really it's a one-off in the sense they are a trio not replacing Piotr yet because the three remaining members need to do this together. Yes they brought in three guests with two adding guitar on some tracks and one adding violin on a few songs. Duda's vocals are rough at times, a different style for him but only when he's singing in a reserved manner. These guys are in mourning. Travis Smith nails the art work and we get nine tracks worth 51 minutes.

I do feel this is a four star effort, I mean they really hit some highs here but it's also inconsistent in my opinion. Also it's just too sad for me to even want to play it again. "Little Man" at least had those uplifting moments while "Journey To The End Of The Night" is about as dark an album as I have heard. No light, no hope but they would follow that up with "Light Of Day, Day Of Darkness" an incredible record. Those two are like ying and yang.

So I do have two tracks that stood out for me on this RIVERSIDE record. "Vale Of Tears" for one is just so interesting and I love when it turns heavy 3 minutes in. The next track "Guardian Angel" gives us some light at least early on but eventually I'm reaching for the kleenex. "The Struggle For Survival" is interesting in that it's a 9 1/2 minute instrumental and after 8 minutes I'm thinking PORCUPINE TREE. I feel like there is a ton of meaning in the lyrics for "River Down Below". The lyrics are so emotional on "Lament" and the violin offers that too late to end it.

I love the way the remaining three members honoured their guitarist here on "Wasteland". They certainly dealt with it head on. ONE SHOT decided to make a live album bringing back their original keyboardist but not replacing guitarist James Mac Gaw. A night of emotion no doubt for all in attendance. Keep in mind ONE SHOT is an all instrumental band. A solid 4 stars for album number 7.

Deep Purple-departed Ian Gillian gathered a whole bunch of A-level all-stars to make a fairly decent jazz-infused rock 'n' roll album.

1. "Clear Air Turbulence" (7:35) atmospheric opening with butterfly-flutes suddenly burst forward with a somewhat- funky bass-led rock motif over which Ian sings (with some growling poorly-effected vocals). Reminds me of one of Jean-Luc PONTY's hyperdrive songs from the same era. Around 2:30 it suddenly slows way down for a different motif. Bass and drums are quite impressive in this section with nice electric piano support. (13.25/15)

2. "Five Moons" (7:30) solo flute opens this before Fender Rhodes takes over. Ian's treated, John Anderson-like singing joins the electric piano before the end of the first minute. At the two minute mark the full band joins in with a bombastic burst of sound but then calms back down to Fender and voice after only 25-seconds. Too bad for Ian's effected voice cuz I can't really get a sense if he's a good singer (his melodic choices are nothing to write home about). The bass is about the only element of this song that is not rock--that is kind of jazzy--though maybe the dreamy Fender Rhodes qualifies at times. It's a voice like Steve Hillage uses on his first couple solo albums. (12.875/15)

3. "Money Lender" (5:38) purely a rock song with Ian going off with some raunchy stereotypic rock singing. The music is also pure two-chord rock though horn section and jazzy bass somehow work into the song's foundation. It sounds a bit like GRAND FUNK RAILROAD with Mel Shacher in the lead. The secondary motif in the third minute is pleasant and melodic in a pop-jazz way. The rest is pretentious (unless, I suppose, you take stock of the message of his lyrics). (8.6666667/10)

4. "Over The Hill" (7:14) nice Cauca-funky bass, drums, and rhythm guitar within a driving rock-vocaled song. Some of the best musicianship of the album. Great keyboard solo in the fourth and fifth minutes. Too bad about the vocal. The moslty-instrumental second half of the song contains some great music but then Ian's "Smoke on the Water" vocal rejoins. (13.375/15)

5. "Goodhand Liza" (5:24) hand percussion opens this one for 30-seconds before bass and drums join in--voice at 0:45. Whole-group vocals join in with keys and rhythm guitar over the cruisin' conga play giving it a kind of STYX or feel. Interesting and not bad instrumental passage in the fourth minute before John Gustafson starts a STANLEY CLARKE/ RTF-like bass chord sequence at 4:00. Off set by cat-like synth sounds, John's bass and Mark Nauseef's play out to the end. (8.66667/10)

6. "Angel Manchenio" (5:17) almost a variation of QUEEN's "Another One Bites the Dust." Nice guitar and keyboard performances. The work of the steady, fast-drivin' rhythm section eventually hypnotizes the listener into liking it--as well as the THIN LIZZY-like twin-melody-making of the guitar and Fender Rhodes. (8.75/10)

Total Time: 38:38

Despite jazz elements (mostly coming from the wonderfully-talented bass player, John Gustafson), this is not Jazz-Rock Fusion, not even jazz-rock; it's just rock 'n' roll. Why the guys decided to allow their identity to be lead by their singer (who, I'm sure, had little to do with the writing of the album's music) I do not know. I guess the dude had star power-- "name recognition" as they say.

B/four stars; a nice addition to any rock-oriented prog lover's music collection.

A very obscure Italian artist who only recorded this one album in 1977 but didn't get it released in CD form until 2011 (and later in digital streaming formats on Bandcamp).

1. "Angosia" (10:15) funky bass and drum line runs through the whole five-part jazz-rock suite. Excellent drumming and composition but the bass line gets rather old. The lead instruments over the top (flute, trumpet, electric guitar, electric piano, and reverbed voice)) do a pretty good job of distracting as do the accent horns in the third motif. (17.75/10)

2. "Beyond The life" (5:11) excellent emotional song sung very powerfully by Robert. Impressive guitar play from Giorgio Cocilovo but excellent sound and play from Tuccio Garofalo on electric piano, bassist Silvio Condemi, and Robert on drums. Beautiful Smooth Jazz. (9.75/10)

3. "All Recomposes" (5:24) a more symphonic approach to jazz pop. Sounds like a cross between Donovan and Greg Lake-led PROCOL HARUM. Robert really does have an excellent, very emotive singing voice. The song builds beautifully after Robert finishes singing the first verse, eventually climaxing in a kind of "Space Oddity" finish. (9.5/10)

4. "Nature And Transmigration" (18:32) this seven-movement suite starts out very atmospheric/pastoral for the first two movements--like a classically-formulated song, but then it gets funky with the arrival of the fifth minute. Flute solos over the first minute of this movement before Robert starts to sing, then electric guitar gets a turn to solo. The fourth "chapter" or movement starts at 6:57 and flattens out into more-Mahavishnu-like speed sprint with Hammond organ dominating the first minute but then turning over the reigns to electric piano while electric guitar shreds and bass and drums drive the song forward. At 11:18 we subtly shift into yet another motif--this one more rock-driven with the Fender taking the first solo over the hypnotic bass and hard-driving drums. When the trumpet takes over in the lead position the bass drops down an octave or two while Robert's drums get a little more adventurous. Some stop-and-go staccato play in the final portions of this allow Robert a little more show-time before settling into a slightly different pattern to support more electric guitar lead play. The sixth "chapter" finds the band settling into an-almost Canterburian rhythm for some silliness, but then, after a little Mont Campbell-like singing, everybody shifts gears to into some more jagged, angular jazz musicianship. The seventh and final "chapter" finds us listening to a flange- effected drum solo. Nothing here is quite as compelling or quite as beautiful as the other songs on the album. That third "chapter" is the best one here. (34.75/40)

5. "Passagio" (5:15) opens with a flange-effected drum solo (a continuation, obviously, of the previous song)--one that starts out impressively but then gets too simplistic. Eventually, the rest of the band joins in and establishes a kind of poppy STEELY DAN-like motif over which Griogio solos on electric guitar before and between Robert's charged singing. The guitar solo eventually sounds just like The Eagle's at the end of "I Can't Tell You Why" (sung by Timothy B. Schmit). Another beautiful song! (9/10)

Total Time 44:37

An incredibly-well recorded and produced album--especially considering its self-recorded and self-published history-- and a surprising one for its infectious melodies and skilled musicians.

B/four stars; an excellent little gem plucked out of obscurity for any prog lover historian.

In November of 1978, while an undergraduate at the University of Notre Dame, I had the opportunity to attend a lecture at Washington Hall on the campus by Dr. Timothy Leary. His topic was "Avoiding the Pitfalls of Terminal Adulthood" (or something along those lines given my present, 45 plus year removal from the event.) During his presentation, Dr. Leary had Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon" playing in the background. A young boy (perhaps his grandson?) frolicked on the stage.

The following day, I found myself in the South Bend airport, preparing to fly home for Thanksgiving. At the same time, roughly, Dr. Leary arrived to head to the next location on his tour. I couldn't resist the opportunity to shake his hand, and remark, "Dr. Leary, the Moody Blues were wrong, you're not dead . . . !" Not particularly amused, Leary responded, "Nice Suit."

Six years earlier, Mike Pinder, Ray Thomas, Graeme Edge, John Lodge, and Justin Hayward had issued forth their second musical deliberation regarding Dr. Leary, "When You're a Free Man" on "Seventh Sojourn." Their earlier "Legend of a Mind" on 1968's "In Search of the Lost Chord" contained a certain amount of satiric, but reverential treatment of Leary's propagation of LSD and psychedelics as a "shortcut" to spiritual, mystical insight.

In 1972, as Mike Pinder and The Moody Blues' "When You're a Free Man" emerged, Dr. Leary had endured any number of incarcerations for his advocacy of and promulgation of psychedelics and other prohibited pharmacological substances. Through the recent scientific studies of the efficacy of psychedelics, under carefully controlled situations, in the treatment of depression and post-traumatic stress disorder, some aspects of Leary's cause may be subject to reconsideration. Pinder's "When You're a Free Man" pays tribute to the once and future, "Give Peace a Chance" Leary, symbol, for Pinder and The Moody Blues, of a "love that will last an eternity."

I would also like to suggest that Mike Pinder's role on "Seventh Sojourn," not only in his two compositions, "When You're a Free Man" and "Lost in a Lost World," but also in his instrumental contributions bears recognition.

Since 1967's "Days of Future Passed," Pinder has fashioned a lead, almost mystical role for the Mellotron. On "Seventh Sojourn," with the addition of the Chamberlin, this function has intensified. In support, accompaniment, and accentuation, Pinder's Mellotron and Chamberlin dominate the proceedings, not only in his two compositions, but also in "You and Me" and "I'm Just a Singer in a Rock and Roll Band." Hayward and Edge's "You and Me," with its layered vocals of Hayward, Thomas, and Pinder, corresponds to Yes' contemporaneous "And You and I."

In addition to Mike Pinder's considerable contributions to this album at the Chamberlin and Mellotron, Thomas, Lodge, Hayward, and Edge all contribute substantially to each other's songs. "The Land of Make-Believe" begins and ends with Ray Thomas' flute; at certain points during "I'm Just a Singer in a Rock and Roll Band," I hear his saxophone. During this final song, of the original album, Hayward delivers a potent guitar solo, and Lodge performs an almost legendary bass line joined by Edge's dynamic, gradually forceful drums.

In "The Land of Make-Believe," Hayward exalts, "Fly little bird up unto the clear blue sky" in a fashion evocative of Yes' "sister bluebird" from "Starship Trooper."

How do you know but ev'ry Bird that cuts the airy way, /Is an immense world of delight, /clos'd by your senses five?

William Blake

"Seventh Sojourn" is the imaginative interregnum upon which the Moody Blues landed in 1972, drawing upon the musical tapestry established in their previous six albums. As with any collective effort, the five "Moodies" had attained a point in which their creative process had reached an uneasy path. However, the final product, this seventh "refuge" need not to have necessarily translated to the six year hiatus between it and 1978's "Octave." Hayward and Lodge's 1975 "Blue Jays" certainly functions as a de facto Moody Blues album. By the release of "Octave," Mike Pinder found himself no longer interested in touring, opening the door for Patrick Moraz's tenure with the band.

Dr. Leary may have passed away in 1996, but that "legendary" mind endures. Somehow, almost 55 years later, the voices of John Lennon, Yoko Ono, and Timothy Leary (among others) resonate from that hotel room in Montreal's Queen Elizabeth Hotel on June 1, 1969, proclaiming "Give Peace a Chance." Perhaps, today, this exhortation may be equally, if not, more important than in 1969 . . . .

There have been many one-man bands throughout recording history and in the world of metal perhaps the underground niche of black metal has attracted the most misanthropic loners who don't work well with others but in recent years it seems many other styles of metal have been finding a sole multi-instrumentalist take on the entire project without the volatile nature of fellow band members. For better or for worse this trend seems to be growing and Australia's CAVE SERMON is just one more such case. The alter ego of Melbourne based Charlie Park, the CAVE SERMON project started cranking out post-metal recordings in 2021 with both and EP and a full-length debut. While both releases pretty much flew under the radar, the same can't be said about Park's sophomore album DIVINE LAUGHTER which seems to be causing quite the raucous in the world of experimental metal. It should be mentioned however that while Park handles all instruments, the vocals are brought to you courtesy of guest screamer Pablo Miguel Méndez of the Colombian blackened disso-death / core band Mico.

Fresh out in January 2024, DIVINE LAUGHTER is one of those albums in the modern world that is ever increasingly difficult to classify as all the once traditional subgenres of metal have confluently joined at the hip and created a rather bizarre array of hybridization efforts with traces of death metal here, sludge metal there, blackened elements, moments of core, prog, classic heavy metal melodies and so forth and so on. To convey it all on paper requires a vast list of up to six genres (at least) just to try to grasp the contents in this art metal extravaganza. While the caustic dissonance and guttural growls point first and foremost to the world of death metal, the compositional styles are fairly unique in that they don't adhere to any particular style of metal and as heard on the lengthy 9 1/2 opening "Beyond Recognition," moments of metal are dropped completely in lieu of a sprawling lysergic journey into the world of Krautrock-ish psychedelia.

But this is indeed an extreme metal album through and through with caustic sludge metal tones and drumming techniques, blackened overtones and even bouts with post-metal, CAVE SERMON certainly has done its homework in the exploration of the larger metal universe and crafted a abstractly wild beastly ugliness with DIVINE LAUGHTER. The dissonance at full decibelage enhanced by thundering tempos and frenetic blastbeats may point to Ulcerate, Artificial Brain or a number of modern bands but where CAVE SERMON differs in the completely unorthodox shifts in where the compositions take you. The core elements from deathcore, metalcore and even moments of mathcore, Park keeps you guessing what will be the next hairpin turn move yet never strays to far for too long from the crushing death sludge that squeals and churns and evokes the very bowels of hell.

A crushingly brutal album for the most part however lush psychedelic interludes occur ("Beyond Recognition") in the middle of tracks as to pacifying post-rock moments ("The Pain of an Invader"). Intros and outros also serve as the opportunity to pain the canvass with different colors of sound and although the metal aspects are dark and ominous, these contrasting elements are actually quite bright and cheerful but also fleeting in the big picture compared to the dominance of the caustic deathened sludgery. The lengthiest tracks are quite progressive and offer excursions into varying motifs, tempo shifts and even time signature deviations. The strangest head scratching track on the album is the penultimate "Birds and Machines in Brunswick" which completely drops the metal and rather offers an electroacoustic birdsong with a droning background. Sounding more like something from Nurse Than Wound than say Convulsing, this cements the fact that this album is pretty out there and attempts to take extreme metal into territories that nobody has dared gone before. However as cool as the track is, it sounds completely out of sync with anything else on the album and probably was too "artistic" for its own good.

In a way the electroacoustic turbulence is more like a 5-minute fluffer for the closing title track at 12 minutes plus which is by far the longest track. This one jumps right back into the metal with a series of stomping riffs with an accompanying atmospheric guitar sweeping all over the backdrop. The keys add a nice ambient touch as well. This one begins more as a posty death doom sound in the vein of classic Neurosis or Isis only with death metal bantering and growls. The addition of the chaotic swirls of sound above the main chugga-chug adds nice layers of tension. This last track is the most focused as it tends to use a post-metal structure of repetition which makes it easier to follow than the abstract nature of the rest of the album. It also delivers all the elements in the right doses and in the right logical procession and in a way provides a recap of what you just experienced. It's an amazingly clever slab of weirdo metal freakery!

A veritable stab of psychedelic death / sludge / progressive / experimental metal, CAVE SERMON delivers exactly what the artistic album cover insinuates and that is something completely new for the world of (mostly) death metal. While i think the album could've been streamlined a bit better in the vein of the final track, overall this is an exhilarating slab of psychedelic freakery meets technical brutality. Yeah the electroacoustic "Birds and Machines in Brunswick" seems a bit like a fish out of water without any thought as to how it relates to the rest of the album but i have a feeling this was basically just a warm up album for more to come. Despite my own thoughts about how element A should've been replaced with element B and so forth, i do find this to be an excellent listening pleasure in its own right and perfect for those who love the crushing caustic nature of extreme metal augmented by moments of psychedelia.

— First review of this album —

PSICOSFERA is an all-instrumental quartet that emerged in the suburb of Morón just outside the city of Buenos AIres, Argentina in 2013. The band experienced three distinct phases, the first lineup that lasted up to and included the debut album ALPHA, the second lineup that produced the sophomore release "Beta," and the third which added a vocalist and focused more on the black metal aspects. On this debut from 2015, PSICOSFERA consisted of Gabriel Luque (guitar), Gabriel Sabatini (guitar), Juan Facundo Brinville (drums) and Juan Martin Venezia (bass, 2013-15).

This idiosyncratic band has found a way to amalgamate disparate styles of metal and offers a totally new methodology of delivering. By taking the tones, dissonance and cosmic dread of Deathspell Omega, PSICOSFERA has forged a veritable blend of djent-ish post-metal that drifts mid-tempo through 9 tracks (simply titled as Roman numerals) that add up to almost 43 minutes. While sounding like a strain of black metal, the musical procession is not anything like the torturous bleakness of bands like Germany's Ascension or Blut Aus Nord but offers a touch of dissonant death metal in the vein of Ulcerate or Gorguts without really being death metal all the while meandering through semi-progressive game changers without truly being prog.

This album is a smooth flow of transitions although abrupt changes occur but despite heavy dissonant power chords ceding to clean guitar arpeggios and moments of respite erupting into loud frenzies of instrumental interplay, ALPHA logically connects and doesn't deliver a strange mix of avant-garde freakery but rather a coordinated attack of instrumental prowess most resembling a typical instrumental post-rock / post-metal act. The absence of vocals gives the entire affair an abstract feel to it but the relaxed oft sludgy chords are designed to evoke philosophical reflection and human suffering. Not sure that translated well but the darkened tones and bleak overall atmosphere certainly evokes a sense of discombobulation that doesn't resolve throughout the album's run.

The band is skilled at playing their unique spin on proggy djent delivered in a post-metal procession however the tracks begin to sound a bit repetitive by end's length and the addition of a wider pallet of influences might've served it well but as it is it's not a bad listening experience at all and allows for a nice drifting escapism albeit a noise boisterous din of one. I always admire bands that know how to develop their own style in between the cracks of the existing genre and evoke the sense of many metal styles simultaneously without really sounding like any. PSICOSFERA has certainly achieved that lofty task but at this point the band still lacks the ability to craft enough disparate ideas to take their stylized efforts to the next level. Still though a very interesting album despite it all.

3.5 rounded down