01. The Dweller within the Tumulus
02. Floor to Ashes (A Cremulation)
03. Embrace of Perpetual Mourning
04. A Dying Want
05. These Fleeting Recollections
06. The Charnel Home
07. A Sentient Haunting
08. Unto the Earth Bethralled
09. In Loving Abandonment
Quick is enjoyable, however gradual is heavier. CONSECRATION are effectively conscious of the potential energy of loss of life metallic riffs performed at snail’s tempo. Energetic since 2010, the UK quintet have been resolute of their dedication to puritanical loss of life/doom. Spiritually linked to the pioneering distress of MY DYING BRIDE and MOURNING BELOVETH, but additionally kindred spirits to latter-day slaves to the dirge like HOODED MENACE and SOLOTHUS, CONSECRATION are truthfully and purely heavy in a method that few bands are lately.
Not that there’s something flawed with increasing metallic’s remit, in fact, however “Cinis” exists to satiate a very atavistic and omnipresent itch. Because it unfolds by way of slithering, determined opener “The Dweller within the Tumulus”, the sheer myopic savagery on show right here is immediately heartening and weirdly refreshing. Vocalist Daniel Bollans has a kind of borderline inhuman growls that often suggests a person in extreme existential misery, albeit whereas trapped in ice and gliding majestically towards the abyss. In the meantime, the riffs are uniformly gripping: both pointedly pained and stretched to infinity or grim and pummeling in a deeply satisfying, BOLT THROWER form of method, these are riffs hewn from ageless bedrock.
Bleak and austere, in distinction with a lot of their friends’ cartoonish horror shtick, CONSECRATION have a profitable method with hazy, instrumental interludes: a throwback, maybe, to the extra gothic tendencies of the earliest loss of life/doom bands, however one which wields its personal distinctive magic right here. “Embrace of Perpetual Mourning” is an absolute gem, constructing from a carefully sonorous intro into the hell-bound mom of all squinting, nihilistic doom riffs. Drawn-out and devastating for a full 11 minutes, it is a magical second, haunted by the ghost of BLACK SABBATH‘s primitive blueprint, however untamed and disorientating, in concord with the farthest out of doom’s esoteric contingent.
The remainder of “Cinis” often comes near the identical, dizzying heights. Particularly, “A Sentient Haunting” is as commanding and crestfallen as CANDLEMASS at their authoritative greatest, whereas “Unto the Earth Bethralled” spurns the leaden precision of a lot fashionable doom, exhibiting a complete heap of swing and offbeat menace within the course of. Once more, the riffs are persistently magnificent and superbly despondent all through, with solely conciliatory prettiness of closing, acoustic instrumental “In Loving Abandonment” to appease your psychic bruises. By adhering ruthlessly to an unsullied blueprint, CONSECRATION have ascended to the next degree of sorrow.