Woebegone Obscured

WOEBEGONE OBSCURED – DEATHSTINATION (8)
I, VOIDHANGER RECORDS

Lay Deathstination out on the ground and its human flytrap paper, the stickiest tar, the dredge from the whales depths, taken from the bowels of a decrepit beast buried in a sea of festering maggots. This would stick the world to the dark matter that may or may not surround it, depending on which side of Einstein you stand. Something has to be keeping humans on the earth and not being flung skyward as the earth twists at twenty five thousand miles a day. It’s not gravity, it never was gravity. It was this album. Just as the world holds many things to be discovered, they still exist even without our understanding or their discovery. Woebegone Obscured have always existed, this album was always theirs.

The music isn’t immediately endearing to the listener but such is its nature. Doom isn’t a quick payoff that gives cheap rewards. It takes a lot of patience to work through something like this. The songs are rich in ideas when viewed as a whole, each harbours a wealth of direction, all having a distinct character, but moment to moment it will feel like time is slowing down, prone and thuggish. It’s this that will confuse the average listener and perhaps force an early depression of the stop button. It shouldn’t happen. If you wish for some virtue, start with patience and you will be rewarded.

Ultimately, Woebegone Obscured has created a maligned offering here, doomed to some icy crevasse to be unmolested for another millennia. It’s doom in a fashion not enough will get to hear, sadly, even fewer will actually understand.

Reviewed by Sam Rhodes
Deathstination  is out now on
I, Voidhanger Records


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