The Apocalyptic Triumphator
Debemur Morti Productions
Less than 2 weeks into the new year, and we are already blessed with the new full length from filthy black/death metallers Archgoat, The Apocalyptic Triumphator. With the last new studio material being 2011’s rather short EP, Heavenly Vulva, and the last full length being quite a distant 6 year ago, rabid fans of the band are left hungry for more, and The Apocalyptic Triumphator seeks to quench this bloodthirst. To further sweeten the experience, at 42 minutes, this is the longest studio record that Archgoat has put out thus far.
This being Archgoat, fans of the band would already know what to expect. Kicking off with the usual, haunting introductory track that up till today never fails to send shivers down my spine, the band quickly turn the heat up with Nuns, Cunts & Darkness. Instantly, one is brought back to familiar ground, with the trademark style of repetitive riffs of Ritual Butcherer and that relentless blasting of Sinisterror. Songs like Phallic Desecrator of Sacred Gates see Sinisterror giving a war metal edge to Archgoat‘s sound, not unlike that of Black Witchery or Blasphemy. Things on The Apocalyptic Triumphator are as dark as ever, and Lord Angelslayer is top of his game over here, with his monstrous growls giving a ruthless edge to the equally abrasive music.
The ritualism that Archgoat has come to be known for is more present than ever on The Apocalyptic Triumpahator, what with the usual tolling of the bells, the unabashed usage of Gregorian chants and of course, that doomish pace that reeks of death and repugnance, like on Grand Luciferian Theophany, easily putting the listener in a trance. The one main difference spotted is in the increased usage of lead guitars this time round, such as on the title track, that adds to the overall chaos on the album.
Those unaccustomed to the filthiness and rawness in Archgoat may complain about the lack of variety in the riffs or creativity in their songwriting. Sure enough, there are times where one wonders, “haven’t I heard this riff on Penis Perversor or Rise of the Black Moon?” Yet it is precisely this that makes fans of the band coming back for more. Those not in the know can get out, and stay out.