“Lacrima Mortis” is a sonic masterpiece that should be in the collection of any fan that considers him/herself a fan of epic doom metal. The music so effectively captures the overwhelming emotion of depression that anyone who hasn't experienced it could instantly feel pain and those who have could easily identify.
In front of the slow deliberate riffs that practically weep with sorrow, Warby flashes his incredible dead on impression of Candlemass/Solitude Aeturnus singer Robert Lowe. Juxtaposed to the beautiful rich clean singing are the death growls of session vocalist Pim Blankenstein (Beyond Belief/Officium Triste). Blankenstein’s vocals with Warby’s riffs are a convergence that would make the most bubbly personality sob with despair. With each successive listen, I have visions of being slowly suffocated under a truck as it inches ever so slowly on top of me crushing my chest.
To explain each of the album’s seven songs on an individual basis would be like recanting each despondent year of a seven year era of anguish. Suffice to say that they are slow, dripping with tears and fresh from a funeral for a grave with no name, only this may be one funeral you wouldn’t want to be skipping out on! The grim beauty of “Rain On Me,” the “Cry From the Crypt”-esque riff of “Tears of the Bereaved” and the quiet interludes in the middle portion of “Reunion Illusion” are but mere glimpses of brilliance that permeate throughout this gorgeous album. These pieces, along with perfect use of keyboards and violins (“Nothing But Pain”), all wrapped inside breath taking production have me declaring that Mr. Warby has risen to the level of “super musician.”
Listeners expecting enticing and uplifting songs need not apply for “Lacrima Mortis.” However, those who truly appreciate excellent doom metal that is as much a sonic listening experience as it is an emotion altering one, The 11th Hour is sure to rise to the top of your doom metal collection.
Highs: Overwhelmingly emotional and crushing doom beauty
Lows: The average song length of 7.5 minutes could prove too much for some.
Bottom line: The only reason to attend a funeral for a grave with no name: sorrowful doom is so uplifting!
"[Ed] Warby has the uncanny knack of making you enjoy sadness and despair so such that you couldn’t even consider suicide, as death would only to prevent you from listening to this even more."
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