Saturday, January 26, 2019

Mass Burial: Immortal, Damned in Black




Here’s a hot take for a cold January morning: Damned in Black is the album where Immortal really started being Immortal. Following the truly different At the Heart of Winter, Damned returns to shorter songs that chug along with a feeling of canned ferocity that is clearly trying to capture the actual ferocity of other Black Metal bands and records, resulting in something that feels like prefabricated, check the boxes Black Metal that is never the less totally satisfying and enjoyable.


The overwhelming feeling this album provides is one of things being calculated, like songs were written in a very by the numbers fashion. Even the tempo and atmosphere feels deliberate, and while that is not intended to read as a dig, I don’t think it can be read any other way unless the listener has some personal feeling on this album already. Immortal, after their ripping beginnings and then journey through albums that were doing things right only to be produced wrong, settled in to what is probably best described as being a formulaic, stock Black Metal band, one that can be enjoyed by everyone but winds up generally dismissed by the hardcore crowd and generally unknown to newer or more casual participants. They become sort of a stand in for any Black Metal band, as though they came from Central Casting: Immortal turned into the band that was playing at a bar or club in a movie where one character had to investigate the “seamy underbelly” cliché, only to find Immortal on stage playing “Triumph” from this album.

Now, the intent of all that is not to disparage or condemn this album or this band, no; and in truth, not every band can or will be an underground mainstay that never waivers from their singular approach and method. In some ways, Immortal is a Black Metal analogue to a band like Testament in the Thrash scene. A good, enjoyable, and competent band, but one that is essentially destined to be known as “a” band of the genre, constantly on “How Do I Get In To . . . “ lists and such, always providing quality but often lacking the air or edge of real originality or urgency.

Damned in Black continues the Immortal ethos of winter and cold and ice, and starts adding more and more elements of battle to the mixture, so now we have songs about cold and ice and winter battles of non-distinct import, but they all move along nicely and sharply, so you don’t really mind them being slightly repetitive and standard. 7 songs in 37 minutes don’t allow for boredom to set in, and it’s really only afterward that you realize the songs are pretty straight and standard Metal fare. The album is bookended by “Triumph” and the title track, both the total highlights of a record that is otherwise solid but unsurprising, each song being a good listen composed of empty calories.

This comes across rather harsh, I know, especially considering that I personally really enjoy Damned in Black, quite a lot. But there is a sense with Immortal that they’re the younger brother of the Norwegian scene, wanting to hang with the big boys of Darkthrone and Emperor, but just not being capable, settling for doing what they want and not having to maintain any image or endure any critical pressure. There’s a lot of good things to be said about that, and Immortal has certainly embraced that idea, turning out albums after this that will follow the pattern of this one, knowing that Damned in Black is a good and successful effort that is readily consumed and enjoyed. If someone were trying to get in to Norwegian Black Metal specifically, I would recommend this album to them as a jumping off point, before segueing into other, harsher wares. If you can hang with this, then any other genre offerings are more or less going to appeal to you. Immortal as gateway band, I suppose.

For whatever it’s worth, Immortal is really, really good at creating music like this, and will occasionally break out a riff that sticks in your ear long enough to be appreciated fully. And, not every band in your rotation must be extra hardcore in order to be enjoyed. Long, long ago, in a previous version of my life I knew a guy who would refer to a band like Immortal and an album like Damned in Black as being “party metal,” the sort of album you put on at a gathering of metal fans and no one complains or wants to turn it off in favor of something else; an album that lives in the background of the situation and preforms real well despite not grabbing the full attention of the gathered. That truly is appropriate, but it’s also not an insult.

The world needs Damned in Black just as much as it needs any other, more immediate Black Metal album.

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