Arizmenda – Beneath This Reality of Flesh
My introduction to Arizmenda was seeing the band perform at last year’s Eternal Warfare Festival. Knowing only that they’re a Black Twilight Circle entity, I wasn’t quite sure what to expect from their set. I was completely blown away by some of the most violent and twisted black metal I’ve ever heard. Front man Murdunbad’s performance was among the most intense I’ve witnessed, frantically running around the stage, jumping in the crowd, getting in people’s faces, rolling around on the floor, and not to mention, bleeding everywhere, as he had an open gash on his left arm. I’ve never been more shocked by a performance, and I only craved more after it was over. Since I’ve been visiting Arizmenda’s back catalog and the two most recent albums.
Arizmenda released two albums in 2016, Beneath This Reality Of Flesh and Despairs Depths Descended. The latter was released in late December, so naturally I spent more time listening to Beneath This Reality Of Flesh, although both albums are awesome. Arizmenda’s strain of unkempt black metal is malignant and depraved. Spiraling guitars lay a foundation over which dissonant and jarring guitar leads are layered, pulling the listener down to depths of the mind unknown. The screaming on this album are pained and tormented. The use of delay on the vocals makes each scream feel like the most repulsive and demented recesses of the id that echo in the mind. This music feels like an exorcist of the most vile emotions and vices that plague our life. With all the forces of negativity present, there is a very real tension to the music, but in its most violent and chaotic moments there is a glimmer of pure ecstasy and catharsis. The only way I can describe it is the relief of no longer feeling filthy after peeling off your own skin. In short, this is some of the most unsettling, uncomfortable, raw, and fucked up black metal out there. Not recommend for those haven’t transcended this reality of flesh.