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CD Review
Vehemence Realized - "Severe"
By Mike Ventarola
Band Lineup: Michael Otley - vocals, bass,
synthetics T.Nathan Roane - trumpet, voice, flugelbone, guitar, clarinet,
hand percussion, pump organ With Gabriel Shane Beverly - guitar and
additional programming on Loathe, additional programming on Old
Vehemence Realized is a dark and moody
amalgamation of musical sound and sampled effects to fully please the most
die-hard gothic fan. There is a tight control on the vocals and mixing which
makes this recording sound like a major studio production. A number of horn
instruments are utilized throughout this work to provide a Day Of The Dead
sensibility that is celebrated annually in Mexico. Since the release of
Severe, T. Nathan Roane has left the band with Otley now carrying the
entirety of the band's future. Roane's numerous wind instruments play like a
premonitory farewell to this outfit, thereby making the music that much more
macabre and bittersweet.
Afternoon introduces the listener to sampled
background sounds and dark, brooding orchestration. Drum pummels are like
hammers against a coffin. The vocals are carefully placed between the channels
to provide a different sound through each ear, which is most apparent while
wearing the headset. The trumpet carries through a cavernous space to give an
eerie feel of Christmas melancholia and memory. Rooms spatially evolves
and revolves into a soundscape that is like floating through a dark tunnel. A
touch of bongo placement accompanies the keyboards and vocals where we are
provided with a view of a isolationism fraught from memory which haunts us
during the most mundane of hours. Severin opens with a whisper "I try,
there is no one for me." This seems to be a double meaning type of song. Drum
sounds beat in time, imitating a heart heavy with dismay as the feet drag in
exhausted abandon. We are strangers on a train, weary travelers with a ticket
to nowhere. It is a political song in a way, depicting the one who is pulled
from our arms during upheaval and unrest. It almost sounds like gunfire and
missiles, harmonizing with a trumpet which calls to the newly departed. It can
also be interpreted as a song of love and loss where the "gunfire" is misspent
fireworks that have shot off and finally lost their spark and their zeal.
Prayer treats us to a spoken rendition of the lord's
prayer that is suffused underneath the sound. Metaphorically, the lyrics can be
interpreted as a battle between devotion and sexuality. It is also a moody and
mournful tome of love and loss. Old is a beautifully mournful yet serene
rumination that provides a movie like soundtrack inflection. Otley vocally
handles the aging aspect with subtle intonations and turns of lyric. Roane
provides the background harmony tenor to the memory that is unfolding through
the song. One can visualize an elderly person pondering their reflection in the
mirror. They envision pulling together to find the extra strength to make it
through yet another lonely day among the ruins of memory. Beckon samples
a variety of sounds. This was reminiscent of one who falls asleep in front of
the television while their dreams call out to them from the nether reaches.
Throughout the song, the samples sound like loops of thunder, rain and ocean
waves upon the shore. The steady drum beat that plays in tune with the trumpet
balances our desire and reality through frequent upbeat tones layered across
the soundscapes.
Hope utilized more electronic effects with a mid
tempo beat. The song was delivered in a relative soto voce, pulling us further
into the headset of one who is drawn to their lover but so deeply fears the
loss of their love. All the emotions seem to collide causing such confusion
that examination of these emotions leaves one unsure of what they truly feel.
Revere creates an intriguing instrumental hybrid of world music, dark
wave and ethereal rhythm patterns. It is a cacophony that is reminiscent of a
room playing back all the sounds that were ever played within its walls. The
sounds of love, joy, and heartache collide and feed off each other as an
auditory snapshot to a sad room where now there is only silence. One could
actually envision the artist sitting in the middle of the room while the walls
played back these fragmented audio memories. Source ends the disc with
very smoldering, pensive, deep, and dark tones, which segue into a gentle mid
tempo rhythm. The vocals are heavily reverbed in a circuitous fashion. Snippets
of dialogue from Roane weave between the song, relaying a memory of religious
belief and the discourse between insanity and demonic possession, while Otley's
vocals provide a macabre mirror for this backdrop. Loathe is the most
guitar-laden track on the disc where the music is at the forefront while the
vocals take a backseat. Acoustically this could pass for a something as created
by the Fields of the Nephilim as it has that type of stylized intensity.
Vehemence Realized utilized horn instruments in the most
pleasing way which added additional texture and moodiness to the songs. It is
not often that this instrument is utilized in dark music, hence the fluidity
and deft handling of it to convey the added touches of the morose is a tribute
to this artist. Otley's vocals skillfully handled the multiple inflections
required to place the songs within a particular dark parameter. His deep voice
resonates without trying to sound like a "clone" from any other dark music
vocalist. Much of this work seems to convey double meanings as evidenced by the
shifting lyrical content and changes of mood throughout each track. The lyrics
are not included, thus the listener is provided with an audio canvas that
allows them to tug at their own memory to paint the scope of the setting.
Overall, this CD would make a great late night accompaniment to the mental
musings of dark music fans. It is also sublime for dreary overcast days. It is
with great pleasure that I look forward to the follow up work of Otley and his
musical visions.
Contact Information: Post: Vehemence
Realized, Michael Otley, 708 S. 15th St., Philadelphia, PA, 19146 E-mail:
mjotley@hotmail.com Web:
http://www.carpemortem.com/vehemence/ |
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