Marduk - Nightwing Review
by Matt Hensch
Out of every release Marduk has puked forth, Nightwing is the album new fans are recommended to purchase. It is a record that has merited with more praise than anything else from its birthparents; and most importantly, the CD is often labeled a milestone in black metal. For something so praised, I am completely displeased by these little ankle-biters; pitiful contributions of an annoying order, I can only laugh at this effort. Well, some would argue Marduk attempts changing it up a bit, but the shoe just does not fit, if you know what I am saying. Idolizing terrible metal in musical makeup is still terrible metal no matter how you see things, which is why Nightwing has holes in its indecent gliders.
Still, Morgan Hεkansson has attributed better riffs than previously thawed in his past efforts of Legion-era senselessness, yet these presented crafts are still dick-counting lame. He can tremolo pick really fast, which is pretty boring if you have experienced this kind of retardation before, yet Captain Morgan has definitely improved. Once one reviews his licks, however, it is still tremolo picking good for inducing comas. Hey Marduk, what happened? Did you douche bags actually forget how to write black metal, or does that cool production with all those studio sparkles kill the concept of your sound? Even better, where is this album going? "Shotgun anus," a prodigy once suggested.
And the pooper is where it heads. Legion, as usual, acts as if he chugged some glass before recording with those cracking shrieks of his that walk amongst deafening annoyance from another planet. Seriously, twenty bucks to whoever can tape his mouth shut. Also, blasting is the only action seen on the percussion level, so yeah, welcome to Nightwing! Needless to say, I am left wondering how this got major props, ya dig?
I mean the list of issues flooding Nightwing is absolutely outstanding. Again and again I hear praises about those riffs throughout "Of Hell's Fire" and "Slay the Nazarene" like both songs rescued a group of drowning children, yet I do not understand why. These "classics" barely have any distinction from the record's first cut of tunes (excluding the useless intro) because they do what Marduk always seems to do: retrace a submissive path, and constantly abuse it.
But do not hurl toasters into bathtubs yet folks! Believe it or not, they actually try something new! Yes, the same group relying on a one-dimensional texture for endless eons adds doom-laden color on Nightwing, bridging a set of offerings like "Dracole Wayda" without overusing brutalizing qualities; slower and mid-paced, these final selections aren't what Legion-era Marduk previously promised. Not to mention atmosphere has made a surprising return after years of absence upon finding certain directions quite retarded! F*ck my old boots! A new frontier makes me ask one question: does it mean Nightwing will fly with the night?
Sadly, no, and there's good reasoning for that. Repetition and obvious traces of Marduk's sanctuary-like design follows their easy ways likewise on a doom-influenced path, which unfortunately leads them astray; essentially, all slower tracks are nearly equal in physical appearance and internal structure. I still have a hard time disputing between tunes, because the idea is so feeble that riffs, percussion thoughts, and vocal textures will almost carry themselves over to other songs of its nature, and that is really no different from blasting senselessly from my perspective. Though it is an obscure ambience, the ideology of rehashing a particular formula slowly diseases everything once "Dreams of Blood and Iron" kicks off until Nightwing finally concludes, empty and clandestine just as it began. Sweet apples can sometimes go sour, and these shy psalms are not very tasty regardless of whom or what receives a nice set of dentures. This is not creative. This is not revolutionary. This is not good music!
After watching Vanilla Sky, my mind was in pieces, yet that situation cannot ever match the struggle of fathoming Marduk's pseudo-legacy Nightwing has apparently constructed. Telling the whole truth and nothing but the truth, this album is a complete and utter failure throughout; even though it hides in various masks, its real face is repulsive beyond measure.
I do recommend, though, that everyone give this at least a spin or two. After all, there are just two opinions one will quickly grasp within a few minutes: it is Marduk's magnum opus, or some brainless atrocity that will raise questions of how low standards are for Nightwing to be stamped a "masterpiece." I am personally going with the latter option.
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