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CD Review
Ulver Blood Inside
By Marcus Pan
I'm not quite sure what to
make of Ulver. I can certainly see where it's different than your usual brand
of rock 'n roll or goth-metal or whatever name you would like to submit, but
it's extremely disjointed. So disjointed in fact that it can sometimes lose
your interest as it rumbles into splattering territory. For the Love of
God, for example, opens with a grungey step drum percussion surrounded by
lucid chorales and windy soundscapes. Vocals only barely keep in step with the
laid down rhythm. On one hand it's interesting, unusual and I can easily
believe we have some talented players here. But on the other if the elements of
the track don't stay together I'm hard pressed to refer to it as a "song."
Christmas opens with tinkling bells hanging from the
collar of a spastic Rudolph who got into the crank stash. The crashing intro of
the other instruments, vocals included, makes for a riveting opening however
leveling Christmas as one of the highlights of Blood Inside. The
infusion of so many different elements comes across well done here
lingering just on the border of complete scatter-concept and lucidly controlled
rock elements.
Blinded by Blood opens ambiently with an almost
pleasant feel to it and retains a floaty angelic quality. Even with the offset
vocals it remains pleasant nicely done. It is Not Sound on the
other hand utilizes various synth whistles and such banging against one another
to bad effect, creating an off-kilter sound that is far from enjoyable at the
outset that grows into a more metallic dirge that has a bit of class but still
retains an otherworldly sound. Some weird classical melodies on an alien
synthesizer provides an interesting effect, but I'm still not so sure about
this one.
The Truth starts as a big pile of percussive mush.
In the Red is rife with rhythm and time changes, drums and string ensembles
sending the track careening into weird territory. Somehow it's still one of the
more together tracks on Blood Inside at least for a little while. As it
nears center it infuses other discorporeal samples into the mix sending the
track careening headlong down a surreal highway of disinformation as it cracks
apart at the seams leaving parts and pieces on the road in its wake.
Ulver well, they're an interesting lot. That is
heavily apparent. Sometimes they come out interesting, but for a good portion
of Blood Inside I find myself wanting, at the very least, a less
disjointed sound. It's strange, certainly, but I'm not so sure I can sit
through too many spins of Blood Inside without wanting to go back to the
glory days of peyote and mesc in the hopes of grasping what the hell I'm
listening to.
Contact Information: The End Records
Post: 331 Rio Grande #58. SLC, UT, 84101, USA Phone: (801) 355-0963
E-Mail: ebprint@sympatico.ca
Web: www.theendrecords.com
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