Back in March, when we were trying to get some stories together for the Brazil Issue, I thought a feature on Brazil's golden age of metal would make an interesting feature. I contacted every legendary 80s Brazilian black/death/thrash band I could think of, hoping to score some interviews. I got email addresses from the official sites, went through their official MySpaces, and even emailed a university in Belo Horizonte, as Sarcófago'sWagner Lamounier is a professor of economic science there. But it was all for shit. Either they didn't speak English, didn't get the email, thought I was a waste of time, or are just plain Brazilian and don't care about deadlines. One dark hero, Vulcano's Zhema Rodero, did finally respond though, and I got as far as sending him a list of questions (back in April), but he disappeared again and never replied. Until last night.
A week of very Christian sun has forced the troglodyte metallers back into the lairs of misanthropic winter from whence they came. Don't despair just yet, young malefic minds. I have uncovered one of South America's greatest lost treasures, Chile's Pentagram...
To commemorate our Brazil Issue I'm going to cover Brazilian warriors of metal on A Fist In The Face Of God this month. So, firstly, raise your goblet to the bastard sound of the enemy of Catholic oppression: the legendary... Sarcófago.
Fisters of God, welcome once again. I have been mulling over this post a little too much today so that I can serenade you all with something that may leave you temporarily shadowless: Ildjarn.
So, shoegaze black metal huh? Not a joke, heathens. Step into my alcove of sonic bliss for something that has been very dear to me for some time now: Neige's (Amesoeurs, Forgotten Woods, Peste Noire) solo project, Alcest. Alcest were a black metal band; now they are not. The slightly nostalgic tones of Le Secret have bloomed into some sort of wistful post-punk sound that, to be honest, is a bit soft. Musically, aside from the vocals (both done by Neige, even though it sounds like a chick's on the first track), this could almost be My Bloody Valentine. If they listened to Darkthrone. Anyway, this is the finest release by this guy, and though I kinda wish he'd refer to this sound in the future, it seems less likely than Varg teaching the metal world a lesson with his next release (if that ever even happens).
Brothers and sisters grim, you are scratching your heads at my inclusion of The Melvins in this space, no? Well, they have fisted God so many times more than half of the posers cluttering "metal" nowadays, so take note.
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