Heavy Track of the Week is a brand new characteristic on Heavy Consequence breaking down the highest metallic and laborious rock tracks it’s essential to hear each Friday. This week the consideration goes to Iowa black metallic band Dryad’s “The Abyssal Plain.”
Winter is upon us. The times are brief, and the bushes naked. A seasonal melancholy creeps in as we keep indoors to flee the chilly. No surprise black metallic was pioneered upon the tundras of Scandinavia. Otherworldly howls and partitions of guitar that recall the bitter arctic wind — it simply sounds proper this time of yr. A life indoors additionally means extra time to eat, carry out, write, and file music. Splendid circumstances for these trying to indulge the darkish arts and channel no matter ideas, detrimental or in any other case, by way of the escapism and private journey black metallic supplies, each as an artist and listener.
Iowa Metropolis-based quartet Dryad know a factor or two about chilly climate. A staple of the Midwest metallic underground lately, they’ve been steadily churning out uncooked black metallic of a top quality hardly ever seen within the area. Prosthetic Data took observe and signed the band, which is able to drop its label debut The Abyssal Plain on January twentieth.
The searing title observe is the centerpiece of the album’s themes of ecological and political catastrophe. Impressed by the traditional glacial lakes that after lined Iowa and the fossil-covered cliffs left behind, Dryad take us right down to the “sinking down the ground of the Abyssal Plain itself,” as they put it. “A realm the place creatures of the void reign supreme, and the sunshine above is naught to be discovered.”
An intro of murky arpeggios makes method for a scalding blastbeat exercise and the cruel vocals of Claire Nunez, who additionally supplies refined mattress of synths. One does get the sense of being swallowed in darkness, because the disparate sound of the guitars and synths swirl into an all-consuming sonic complete.
The place Dryad obtain brilliance is within the means to meld that environment with tangible anger and disillusionment towards the state of the world. You may hear it in Nunez’s supply and within the urgency of the guitars. The unhappy half is that it appears like a lament. Maybe, we’re already misplaced. To the abyss we should return.
— Jon Hadusek,
Senior Workers Author