Black Norse - Real Mud Fake Blood
In Need of Less Mud and More Blood
Muddy, messy, and mushy. With cover art showing peeling paint and women soiled (with what I think we may fairly assume is real mud and fake blood) a little dirt should be expected from this stoner doom band. And while I appreciate raw impassioned music as much as the next metal fan, Black Norse’s sloppiness here mucks up their music. The sound is so messy it is like the guitar player has down tuned a lot without using a heavier string gauge (this makes the strings really loose and easy to accidentally bend out of tune). A more pressing problem though is the way the songs are structured and how they come across.
Let me explain via anecdote. As I child I remember seeing a new school building that was constructed out of modular buildings. Each classroom had been constructed elsewhere as nothing more than a big rectangle with a finished interior and they were then all brought to one location and plopped down together and later deemed a school. Unfortunately, Black Norse’s approach comes off as if they have adopted the same philosophy in constructing their songs. Each riff is a suitable rectangle, not awful but nothing special, and the riffs are structured with the same mishmash between form a function. In other words the band has riffs but can not string more than three of them together to make a song. Part of this is how the riffs flow from one another, but the lack of an effective bass section is equally responsible. Bass lines connect rhythm and melody while also providing a backdrop for melodic change. To hear both problems, listen to “The Orc” from 1:30 to 2:00 - it builds up tension and the ascends to nothing and then listen to the lead riff parts where there is no backing bass melody. It ends up sounding choppy and aimless.
Black Norse still have some things going for them. The overall vibe is kind of cool even if it continually stops to move onto the next idea as if “Real Mud Fake Blood” was a jam session. The other highlight is that the vocals have a really nice timbre although the overarching composition problems are also evident in the vocal lines. The vocal style is what you would expect in stoner metal, echoey and chorus laden, and here the vocalist has a good voice for this. See for the first half of “High Elf” for example. Everything else drops away momentarily as we get to hear a few lyrics, neat.
The riffs themselves are really forgettable low chord strumming interspersed with rockingly trite guitar licks. On “Festival of Sin” you can hear that kind of Cathedral harmonizing that gives off that not-very-heavy but satisfactory stoner doom vibe. In the same song you can hear one frustratingly frequent motif, a heavy part followed by faster single 12th note triplets that the guitar player can barely manage to play (and faster than the drummer can do anything interesting with.) These sloppy triplets also happen at the end of “The Gallop” and the train wreck of the solo on “The Phoenix” which really breaks up that song’s pacing.
On a related note, other solos on the album are particularly illustrative of the band’s weaknesses. First, the guitar solo on Feast is really uninspiring, it comes way out of left field and is oddly dropped into the song. It also barely breaks through the bass in audibility because of the mixing and how the band chose not to use any particularly high notes. It comes off like the guitarist is most just meandering through a pentatonic scale and never really takes the melody anywhere. The end of “High Elf” has a similarly out of place series of solo flourishes, the last of which has a cringe worthy off note. A little feedback and the sounds of sliding and scraping can be great for creating a certain feel but Black Norse just goes too far with the sloppiness.
However, a stronger track is “Angel Women” but even there the band uses long rests to hide a jagged riff transition. Doing this breaks up the all ready short song on a 27 minute album and the band does the same thing with a rest on “High Elf” - building schools out of rectangles with riffs that do not follow one another.
Underlying these guitar riffs is drumming which is similarly boring and emasculated. I feel like the same 16th note fill is totally overused, but more problematic is how monophonic everything sounds. Bass, drum, guitar, vocals - they all fall on top of one another instead of adopting their own niches in the musical ecosystem. Examples of this happening are after the solo in “The Gallop,” how the vocals follow the guitar melody in the closing track, and how every other accented backbeat the guitar plays in the main riff on “The Phoenix” needs a snare hit. The instruments lack a distinctive identity.
“Real Mud Fake Blood” ends up sounding like a jam session. A forgettable one. My understanding is this was done by two people - if so, it may serve the band well to get new blood to help each instrument become more independent while forcing compromises to create a coherent whole for the band’s sound.
Have a listen for yourself - a digital version of this album is available for purchase and for listening at: http://blacknorse.bandcamp.com/album/real-mud-fake-blood
If you like the music, be sure to follow the band’s facebook page as they have live shows and a new album in the works: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Black-Norse/160079360686298