Black
Crucifixion are/were an ultra-obscure early black metal band from the
Arctic Circle. Lappland, to be specific, which is in the northernmost part
of Finland, where it’s fuckin’ dark 24 hours a day in the winter time. You
have any idea what that can do to a person? Well, listen to this and find
out. “The Fallen One of Flames” was originally released as a demo tape,
limited to 250 copies, in 1992, and has since been traded and dubbed
thousands of times by twisted, black-hearted corpsepaint kids the world
over. The CD version doesn’t actually sound much better than a third
generation Memorex in a dirty, scratched-up case, but that just adds to
the necro-flavor. As you might have guessed from the time and place it
came from, the BC sound is total Hellhammer/Celtic Frost worship, only
with these weird, spacey vox blowing like gusts of eerie wind on top.
Imagine Damon Edge from Chrome singing Morbid Tales, and you’ve nailed it.
The exception is “Goddess of Doom”, a static-y speed-fest that goes for
more of a primitive death metal gorefest, but otherwise, it’s all
hollow-eyed whispers and sludge-thrash guitars. They also burst into
full-on rock n’ roll riffs twice, once at the end of “Goddess” and once in
the middle of “Flowing Downwards” when it suddenly sounds like a really
muddy Karma to Burn song, but that may have been accidental. At any rate,
it’s a pretty unique sounding piece of work, and bears almost no
resemblance to the screechy, keyboard-banging Satanic-lite vampire fashion
model jive passing itself off as black metal these days. This is the real
stuff, raw and confused and stumbling around in the dark. Groovy.
PS: Includes brief but well-written liner notes by former Black
Crucifixion frontman, Fornicator. He ends with “We burned no churches and
enjoyed the music. I hope you’ll do the same.”
Well, no promises, Fornicator. Anybody got a match?