This
release from Son of Eris initially caused me a lot of problems. The main
problem being that Neo-Folk and I have our off days. Usually I would prefer
to have my fingernails ripped out with a pair of pliers rather than face
another piece of guitar strummed and ‘oh woe death and pestilence
is upon us’ piece of music. Not that I totally hate this type of
music you must understand. I just need to be in the right frame of mind
to fully appreciate it. The first time I played this recording I immediately
ran for my toolbox screaming ‘toenails next’. It had been
a bad day. What made it worse was that I actually paid for this and wasn’t
given this to review in the first place. Jo, bless, understands, and even
she was surprised when she realised what I had purchased. Blame War Office
Propaganda. I do. Everything so far released by them was shit hot so by
not doing my homework, happens all the time, I didn’t realise what
I was going to get.
Fast forward a couple of days (you can even imagine the spooky music and
wavy lines if you so wish) and I’m in a fantastic mood. A good day
at work followed by great sex. Well I enjoyed it and that’s all
that matters. So now’s the perfect time to revisit and reassess
Son of Eris.
As you can gather from my preamble Son of Eris are a Neo-Folk act. Actually
they are more than that. Although predominately guitar and drum based
they do add portions of dark electronics to accompany the German and English
based singing. When I say singing I really mean whispered as there’s
no shouting out loud, thankfully, like so many other groups are prone
to do. A huge point in their favour. Also in their favour is the way that
they have coupled the vocals to the very crooning melodic…fuck it…totally
catchy tunes. Told you I was in a great frame of mind. In fact this is
easily on par with the excellent Werkraum release on Cold Spring, and
no I don’t get paid to compliment them either, which was the last
and only Neo-Folk style recording that I enjoyed and still play to this
day.
Fast forward 48 hours. Fuck the wavy lines. In a cunt of a mood. Say no
more. Play Son of Eris again…and unbelievably actually liked it
more this time around. Perhaps it was the way that the music, although
structurally uncomplicated, is darker in tone than first imagined. The
vocals definitely seem more sinister and perfectly suited to the muted
tones of the accompanying musical arrangements. The last track, ‘Sadness
II’, has become a fitting sombre tour de force ‘pass
me the razorblade quick’ closure to a recording that surpassed even
my doubting Thomas outlook. This will of course appeal to all lovers of
Apocalyptic / Mournful / Neo-Folk but also is worthy of investigation
by those of you wary after being burned by lesser efforts. If it can change
my mind then it’s doing no wrong.
War Office Propaganda must also have a lot of faith in this new German
act as they have seen fit to release it in a suitably stylish, spare no
expenses, black digipack. Their faith will be rewarded.
ANM
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