Windom Pearl
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And now, for something completely different:
FARMAKON - A Warm Glimpse
The pitch singing that creeps in on "A Warm Glimpse" sounds fruity as hell. Especially when the music dips into funk elements ala Mordred to somehow highlight the gentler moments born at the vocalists "diverse" palate. This is a prime example... just because you can do something kooky to try to separate your music from all the rest, doesn't mean that you should. Especially when combining funk and other such "colorful" elements in with a style that borrows from older thrash metal and a decidedly Scandinavian death tone. When the death yells are their most grisly, one can't help but notice a pleasing Mikael Akerfeldt sense of depth and general ugliness, but as soon as I try to get into the interesting flow of their deadly riff work and interestingly screamed vocals, Farmakon remain insistent on adding the pitch singing and clean jazz/and a musical influence that finally comes to a head as being very much Opeth derived. As the disc progresses, each song presents more of this and Farmakon's cross genre experimentation strikes me about as brilliant as trying to adhere a shiny new metal bird feeder to a window with an old piece of play dough. The 2 elements just don't stick. Farmakon fall hideously short in trying to emulate, or build upon the Opeth formula, a band that has noticeably had a huge stylistic impact on them. Their loose imitation of a successful bands sound has become their undoing. Yet another talented, though largely annoying/forgettable band to flood the record store shelves with more artsy swill. - Marty
What the hell does "fruity" mean? Fruitcakeish? Gay! Cool!
FARMAKON - A Warm Glimpse
The pitch singing that creeps in on "A Warm Glimpse" sounds fruity as hell. Especially when the music dips into funk elements ala Mordred to somehow highlight the gentler moments born at the vocalists "diverse" palate. This is a prime example... just because you can do something kooky to try to separate your music from all the rest, doesn't mean that you should. Especially when combining funk and other such "colorful" elements in with a style that borrows from older thrash metal and a decidedly Scandinavian death tone. When the death yells are their most grisly, one can't help but notice a pleasing Mikael Akerfeldt sense of depth and general ugliness, but as soon as I try to get into the interesting flow of their deadly riff work and interestingly screamed vocals, Farmakon remain insistent on adding the pitch singing and clean jazz/and a musical influence that finally comes to a head as being very much Opeth derived. As the disc progresses, each song presents more of this and Farmakon's cross genre experimentation strikes me about as brilliant as trying to adhere a shiny new metal bird feeder to a window with an old piece of play dough. The 2 elements just don't stick. Farmakon fall hideously short in trying to emulate, or build upon the Opeth formula, a band that has noticeably had a huge stylistic impact on them. Their loose imitation of a successful bands sound has become their undoing. Yet another talented, though largely annoying/forgettable band to flood the record store shelves with more artsy swill. - Marty
What the hell does "fruity" mean? Fruitcakeish? Gay! Cool!
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