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Perennial Isolation - Portraits

 

Spain, despite being my adopted home, does not score highly on my musical destinations list. There is (particularly outside Euskal Herria) a serious lack of metal bands that are not retreading now 50 year old tropes.

To me, that makes Perennial Isolation all the more interesting. Depressive atmo-black is a rare commodity  in Spain, so to find an example as good as this is a real treat for me.

I really am blown away to have a solid contender for my atmo-black AotY from Spain. I don't even know what else to say about it.

Excellent dual guitar work over effortless blast-beat double kick drum work. Growls, chants, soaring orchestral bits. Emotive ethereal passages interspersed with crushing riffs a post or even tech-metal band would be proud of. Just wow.


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