Sometimes, you just want to make the least of life. You know, close the blinds, hit the floor, and have a staring contest with the ceiling.
As the Pale Chorus, the excellent debut from Guanajuato, Mexico’s lo-fi depressive black metal duo Threads, will knock you into that state of mind by making you feel very bad and very empty, very quickly.
The disturbing creation of multi-instrumentalist and lyricist Jesús Picón, and a man named Omar, As the Pale Chorus boasts all the charming characteristics of a self-produced home recording: tape hiss, abrupt changes, quick fades, dissonance, unbalanced mixes, and imperfect playing. But these quirks only serve to enhance the album’s tragic atmosphere.
Opener “[?]” gashes things wide open with a smoggy riff that swelters over a rolling, tom-heavy drum machine pattern until the volume of the music sinks to make way for a feverish spoken-word rant. And then, holy fuck, what is that? Oh, just the blood-curdling, life-loathing shrieks of Omar. What were you expecting? As the Pale Chorus is billed as a story about suicide, after all.
The ethereal, poppy outlier “Constant Shadow” is the album’s only uplifting excursion. So cherish those warm and tingly feelings while you can, because shit’s about to get destroyed by the devastating trio of “¡No quiero verte!” “Beyond the Stars,” and “Obsoleto.” Each track arrives like a wolf in sheep’s clothing, luring you in with acoustic guitars before ripping you to shreds with vulgar displays of self-hatred and disgust. And if you thought Omar sounded scary at the beginning, just wait until you find yourself in this neck of the woods.
Need to stock up on demotivators? Anti-encouragers? Or just looking to earn your kvlt card? Shell out the measly $2.75 for this wretched slice of lo-fi hell and you’ll get what you want. But be careful—it will mess you up for a good couple of days. And if you happen to find yourself craving more gut-wrenching filth like this, be sure to check out Autumn Poetry by the mysterious Morose.
Released: June 3, 2016