Haus Arafna - Asche (2020)
The
dudes
from Brunswick
present us a brutal, enormous, extremely dark, sad and completely
hopeless work. Something very appropriate for this time. Already
the opening song “Leiden An Deiner
Statt [Schwarzer Strom I]” puts you in the mood in a very eerie and
sad way for a work that sounds very mature and consistent in its
entirety. It is a journey into the heart of pain infused with screams
of desperation and screams of anger and impuissance.
Into the inside of fear, inside the substance of fear. It is kept
very minimalist and it seems to me that this fact ensures that the
effect of the tones has an even more merciless effect on the
pain-racked
ear canals and the sore brain. An album that seems like you're lost
forever
in
the forest alone at night. In reality, however, this is just a
reference to the fact that man is lost in the world. In a very gloomy
and hopeless world from which there is no escape but through death.
Insofar
this disc is an
exposure
therapy for confrontation with one's own darkness and the realization
that there is no other security than death, which can only and
ultimately give consolation. Face death: “Look at me (when you
die)”, this sentence could be the motto for this work, or “listen
to me when you die” or “do you hear the
death?”
In any case, you feel a little closer to death and, by holding out to
the last note, again, as if you had jumped death off the shovel at
the last second. In
any case a
remarkable and relentless return by Mr. and Mrs. Arafna
into
a world riddled with fear and hatred, which leaves one filled to
the brim with
emptiness and loneliness in the black fucking
nothingness. Thank you for this intense and not new but once again
bitter realization.
A
sentence by Giovanni Papini comes to my mind at the end, which I find
very appropriate as a description for this album: „its
emptiness is revealed as a bottomless pit; its nothingness frankly
confesses to nothingness, and Despair comes to perch in the soul."
Overall Score: 8/10
...in the playlist since 2020...
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