Trist / Lonesummer - Trist / Lonesummer
In this age of piracy, you’ve got to feel for a tiny label like Ohio’s Ars Magenta. When the bigger labels with well known acts are struggling to break even, you have to wonder how this obscure outlet for even more obscure artists manages to keep the lights on. While I’d like to help out in my small way —heap a little praise, generate a little word of mouth— releasing pure shit like this completely pointless split isn’t going to put you on the map anytime soon. There isn’t anything on offer here I could even pretend to like. One-man Czech Black Metal hobbyist Trist opens with his half of the split. A 20-minute, mid-paced song with two fucking arrangements. Yes… 20 minutes, one tempo, two riffs. I don’t care if those two riffs were co-written by Blakkheim and Chuck Schuldiner’s ghost, you need to bring a little bit more to the table than that. Especially if your “vocals” are nothing more than faint, distant, Blackened queefs that are barely audible. For instructions on how to write 20-minute BM songs that don’t suck balls, Trist should either study both Make a Change…Kill Yourself albums or take their advice.
As boring, lifeless, and vapid as the first half is, it might actually be better than what Lonesummer are trying to do. It sounds like they heard Alcest’s Tristesse Hivernale once, while stoned, and then tried to emulate it with about one-tenth the talent level. The vocalist sounds like an 8-year old girl attempting to imitate a seagull. Even when they do manage to wing it through a decent melody, as on “Ghost Stories” and “No More Bonfires,” the vocals completely ruin it. One of the more fetid attempts at Post-Black Metal I’ve heard in recent memory.
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