The album is described as being a combination of black metal, death metal, and sludge as well as doom metal and it shows. I was actually blown away by this album as it is an impressive assortment of sound. Overall, this is just an edgy album cover that's interesting in how odd and messed up it is and doesn't do much else. There is actually a goat on the full artwork but it's not on the physical copies which sucks because it makes it better. There are also some candles and a crescent moon that I just realised is like the moon on Leviathan's older albums. It shows a baby being literally dragged into existence from a mother on a table with blood and some people surrounding her who are wearing robes. It's black and white and the drawings are on the more simplistic side. The album art starting off isn't the best. This review is going to be like my review I did for Necrophobic's album Darkside that I did a long while ago already meaning it'll be short as I can't properly link songs the way I like to in blogs so I'll just talk about the album a little bit now so here's the review. It wasn't until Tom and Francisco told me to listen to the album and review it that I finally decided to actually listen to the album for once. Lashed To The Grinder & Stoned To Deathīuy CD / Merch Prosthetic Records or watch the video for Buried With Leeches.So this is an album I've known about for years but never listened to and instead made fun of the album artwork because it looked silly to me. Prepare to exist in a world of shattered hope.Ġ4. The moment you dare to play this album is like breaking into an unholy chapel and having it’s dark luminance contaminate your sanitized precious reality. It’s far removed from amateur 4-track garage recording kult black metal territory, which, for me, was a benefit. I much prefer a few technical aberrations than the alternative of having the essence siphoned out by overzealous engineering. The production has its subtle flaws, as I can hear moments of clipping, but this album probably wouldn’t sound the same if it had been buffed of all its sharp edges. Maybe the samples and more ambient passages aren’t mind-blowingly creative, but I think Dragged Into Sunlight is more about that certain mixture of ingredients that gels together and not so much about pushing the envelope into brave new worlds. Hey, if you want a reflection on what’s wrong with the world, you go right to the source right? I feel that it offers variation and it doesn’t detract from the experience. Others have mentioned that the murderer / psycho killer dialogue samples are limp, but they fit well and serve the songs. The shrieked, growled, vomited throat emissions are almost poetic in their writhing. Hate and disgust seeps out into the spaces between the words. Attitude is everything, and Dragged Into Sunlight has certainly got it. There’s just no point in knowing what is being said, because everything that needs to be stated is perfectly conveyed through the mutilated sonic aesthetics in these six tracks. Surprisingly, the lack of understandable lyrics don’t bother me on this release. So extreme! Like a nightmarish fingernail scraping through your brain while having an allergic reaction to Haldol. I can’t believe the traditional four or five piece ‘rock’ lineup still has mileage left in it, but metal’s dead carcass has been infused with diseased battery acid and beaten back to an unholy undead state. Just when you thought every hackneyed cliche had been used and abused to death, here comes this soul-imploding eternal black emptiness. It’s surprisingly fluid and organic, and doesn’t sound stitched together. It’s not really innovative in any one way, other than how seamlessly they meld each attack into the next. Really, really, God damned (literally) impressive work here. The black / death / doom / sludge mixture keeps the knife twisting in your spine, but isn’t so all-over-the-map as to be distracting. Extremely bleak, excessively hateful, and it’s all directed towards one and only one target. A top-tier bludgeoning that deserves all the superlatives and adjective throw-around surrounding it. I’ve heard -very- little else with as much vitriol as this album. But the album title ‘Hatred for Mankind’ is an understatement. There are so many metal reviews out there that mention how ‘brutal’ and ‘sick’ a particular music release is, that it can be hard to take anyone seriously when they make claims like ‘more brutal than brutal’. Channeled misanthropy culminating in the ultimate isolation.
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