Thergothon
Streams From The Heavens
[Avantgarde]


How come no one bothered to review it before? On this very site people are frequently referring to Thergothon whenever the subject of doom metal happens to come up, yet one could only spot a single review of their demo. They deserve much more than a passing mention. Although their recorded output is very small ("Fhtagn-nagh Yog-Sothoth" demo and this full-length), it was more than enough to secure Thergothon a permanent place in the doom metal pantheon of the greats.

There isn't much I have to say about Thergothon that people who care to know don't know already. We are talking about what was probably the slowest doom band of all time, with the vocalist who could growl so low, it seemed like his voice was resounding from beyond the earth itself. Their obscure, ascetic and primeval yet epic sound would wrap your conscience in pure darkness and self-oblivion and resonate deep inside long after the record was over. If you ever seriously contemplated suicide but backed out at the last moment, this would definitely help to push you over the brink and ease your transition into another dimension in a highly exquisite way. Forget all the feeble bands whose music is overflowing with gothic cheese. This here sonority penetrated by centuries-old grief is what one can unreservedly call DOOM at its purest manifestation. Needless to say, any doom fan worth his salt should have this masterpiece in his collection.


© 2001 boris