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To Welcome The Fade is the fourth full-length studio release from Novembers Doom, the unsung veterans of Americas relatively small Gothic/Doom metal scene. It has been a long, wearisome journey for founding member and lyricist Paul Kuhr, who has seemingly met with every possible obstacle both within the band and the constant rotating line-up but his own personal experiences have threatened to slow him down. Thankfully for those of us who lie hypnotized by the sounds of emotion laden and atmospheric metal, the band has pressed on, receiving favourable critical attention and sincere praise with each successive release. After the crushingly bleak and blissfully dark lamentations of their debut Amid Its Hallowed Mirth (my personal favourite release from the band), Novembers Doom has developed its own unique sound. Their densely layered and harmonic guitar sound instantly sets them apart from contemporaries. With this latest release, the bands sound seems to have reached a pristine perfection - rich in melody, intensely personal and magnificently expressive.
Though the band is pure Doom in atmosphere and spirit, there are many bands currently active with a greater fidelity to harsher, colder funereal oppressiveness. While certainly nowhere near the realms of reaching commercial success, the bands latest collection of material is their most accessible yet, having the same progressive yet melodic qualities as Opeth, Katatonia, Dark Tranquility, and later My Dying Bride. The bands appeal will surely not be limited to fans of Doom alone, but the material comprising To Welcome The Fade stands alongside some of the greatest and authentic Gothic metal albums of the past decade.
Not The Strong forebears any lengthy, long winded album intros, and instead plunges right into the thick of things with a burst of snapping drums and sweeping guitar galloping, accompanied by intelligible death growls. The songs lyrics are sensitive, yet stripped of any flowery pretense. They are straightforward testaments of vulnerability:
If only my mother knew the real me
Her heart would break, for I am shame
Not the strong man she raised from birth
A coward, a child, a scared soul.
The song marches along through a melodic dual guitar serenade before sinking into a groove-oriented Sabbath-esque jam. Finally, it tumbles back into the moody melancholic harmonies that characterize the chorus and leave the listener mesmerized. Broken is also comprised of many rhythmic shifts, from the epic, shuffling crunch that starts the song to a slow watery guitar interlude that introduces the first clean male vocals on the disc, as well as the first appearance of female vocals. The female vocals at first did not sit very well with me. They werent the usual willowy, weak angelic whines that many metal bands employ, nor were they an attempt at grandiose operatic soprano work. Though barren of the usual clichés, I at first found the vocals to be rather average, mid ranged alto vocals with nothing all that remarkable in character. The overall techniques and style would be more at home on any given pop rock, or dare I say, contemporary country record. Not what you would expect in a dark metal band, and at first they definitely seem painfully out of place. It is not until you get to The Spirit Seed and especially the albums outstanding highlight Torn that they begin to make sense. But I jump ahead of my critique.
Lost In A Day continues along with cool shades of watery guitars and dense, fiery walls of heavy guitars. Within My Flesh is the albums doomiest track, with a lush acoustic intro that bursts into a sluggish, heart wrenching crescendo of gargantuan guitars and pounding drums. Venomous vocals deliver more pensive lyrics:
My bride to comfort me when all seems lost
A kiss upon my brow to soften my suffering
She means so well I havent the heart to tell her
My smile was forced
My mother cries for me when no one will
Her words of compassion swell my eyes
Its not fair this has happened to you
And Id do anything to take away your pain.
If Forever is a lovelorn acoustic ballad, with a powerful clean vocal performance and warm enveloping choir synths to thicken the sound. There is nothing remotely metal about the track, though a weighty and moving effort despite the absence of the bands usual morose metallic arsenal. The Spirit Seed flows through various movements, funneling down from a thick heavy collage of guitars and striking vocal harmonies into a churning sea of acoustic and chorused electric guitar passages, and a more effective use of Nora OConners vocals.
But it is indeed Torn which stopped me dead in my tracks and riveted my attention from the first note to the final dissonant echo of power chords. A deceptive indie rock jangle opens the track before an encompassing swell of electric guitar arpeggios and deep drums break the silence for a sequence of multi-layered darkness. The song sports three vocal styles, each representing a different character the female vocals sing of life where predictably the guttural vocals represent death. But in between is one of the sweetest and moving clean male vocal harmonies to represent torn. As I had mentioned, the female vocals here finally shine, and the simplicity and common realism that I at first disliked about them is exactly what makes them so poignant the female figure is within reach, and attempts to calm the raging emotions of the songs protagonist. She represents strength, healing, and caring, and the beauty of this is in the optimistic hint that such a blessing is attainable. But the vocalists darker and ugly side is skeptical, afraid, and resisting in order to prevent himself from being hurt again. And then there is the part of him that is torn and yearns to be safe and finally begin the process of healing. But his fear ultimately prevents him from being saved. It would take an eternity in Hell for my heart to rest in peace.
Sure, you can read in to nearly any song, but few bands actually inspire their listeners to do so. Novembers Doom actually provide their listeners with enough noteworthy lines to read between. For that, this band should surely be recognized not to mention the fact that they provide such remarkably appropriate music to accompany the lyrics as they unfold.
Dreams To Follow is a brief solo piano interlude, paving the way for the murky guitar arpeggios that ring out mournfully at the onset of the albums final track Dark Fields Of Brilliance. The final track is tragically animated by a bittersweet mood, hinting simultaneously of hope and defeat. The female vocals float alongside the clean vocals, until the guttural vocals sever their partially formed bond. The gloom builds for one final chilling and sonic climax of interweaving guitars and frigid synths, and then silence. The listener is left in a state of deep musing, emotionally devastated yet musically and artistically enlightened. You want more, and yearn for more, but are left hanging by the proverbial thread.
For all the nights I lie awake
And stare into the void
Just once I wish to grasp
Some glimmer of hope
Continuing to build on the majesty and grace that enriched their previous and masterfully hailed release The Knowing, To Welcome The Fade is a giant leap forward conceptually, musically, artistically, and lyrically for Novembers Doom. Though the album might be light for extreme Doom purists, it is nevertheless an unquestionable triumph for the progress of the band. This is a startlingly mature and well-written album that will enrich the collections of moody dark music fans the world over. Highly recommended to not only fans of Doom and Gothic Metal, but to all bleeding heart Romantics, regardless of their usual musical interests.