Well, let me tell you about Inferion. Frankly, it's really difficult not filling this entire review with childish jokes in which I mistakenly call this band Inferior time and again. Woops. This band puts the 8 extra O's in boooooooooring. Generic as fuck black metal people, seriously, don't bother. The moment this album started getting interesting is that beautiful in-between-songs moment when, you know, I didn't actually have to hear the music. Raspy vocals, blast beats, chainsaw guitars, some half-assed attempt at an evil riff or two...Really, throw any basic genre description of black metal in here, and it is probably applicable to
There's a few melodies to be heard throughout The Desolate that stand out, actually. Unfortunately, they're noticeable in the same sense a piece of chewed gum stuck to an 80 foot cement wall is noticeable. Just because your vision is no longer entirely filled with grey, doesn't make it worth looking at, much less considering it any type of artistic expression.
It's really hard for me to decide which is more baffling; that people are still putting out albums like this, or that someone actually managed to find enough material to make a +30 minute album like The Desolate. Be sure to check out if you enjoy boredom.
I hereby give this album a score of 1 point per second I wasn't bored out of my skull. Generous, I know.
