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The album opens with “Et Lys Slukkes,” a slow ignition of layered tremolo guitars, reverb soaked percussion, and vocals that scrape against the mix like rusted metal. The mood is immediately cold and ceremonial. “Storm” shifts into violent acceleration, rapid fire percussion, chaotic phrasing, and rasped vocals that sound half buried in snow. The interplay between pace and stillness becomes the record’s pulse. “En Sti Mot Nord” drifts into a dirge of elongated chords, each movement suggesting distance and fatigue, before “Min Natt” erupts in dissonant fury, punctuated by choral moans and near ritualistic repetition.
Kvad’s compositional method relies on limited motifs, but through meticulous variation in tempo and dynamic contour, each track forms a self contained narrative. The minimalism evokes Burzum’s early austerity, while the harmonic coloration hints at Dawn of the Dying Sun or Under a Funeral Moon. The production is deliberately primitive, guitars slightly muffled, bass almost absent, the overall sound blurred at the edges. This degradation operates as aesthetic intent, emphasizing mood over precision.
“Ferden i Det Graa” and “Hør Natten Kaller” deepen the album’s somber core with subdued synth passages that briefly illuminate the surrounding grit. The title track concludes the sequence with a final surge, cyclic, desperate, and unrelenting.
Sort Skogsmesse succeeds not through novelty but through conviction. It captures black metal’s essence of isolation, devotion, and reverence for the cold. Kvad’s restraint becomes its power, transforming imitation into preservation.
8/10
Words by @FuegoCasa
In collaboration with @headbangersaustralia
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