Eternal Rot – „Cadaverine”
Godz ov War Productions


Well, for a debut full-lenght, Eternal Rot „Cadaverine” is definitively a promising effort, making for an engaging couple of minutes of raw, very archaic sounding death/doom.I don’t even fucking understand how Mayer (Vocals, Guitars, Bass, Drum programming) managed to wrestle such a horrifically filthy and sludgy guitar tone out from the musical aether.Everything in this band fits together well.The first thing you’ll hear when you play this album is a fantastic bass line with an excellent, crackling tone. I honestly don’t know why bass gets the shaft so often in metal, but that’s definitely not happening here. Not to mention a deadly guitar tone. Ominous guitar lines enter, and the band shifts to a bangable death metal riff before an excellent death growl enters the fray. The phrasing in the riffs are relatively simple but sound daunting and perhaps even abysmal. Power chord progressions with different textures and strum patterns come up, or sometimes just simple droning of chords allows for various moods to be expressed.The production is completely appropriate as it focuses more on the low side of things, allowing for true heaviness to occur. The bass drums have a great thump as stated, the bass is thick and pulsating, and the vocals are low and evil sounding. It just literally sounds like these guys were made to play slow.
Eternal Rot sounds huge, but within their own bludgeoning, primal means, and though „Cadaverine” is a modest accumulation of four cuts in about 29 minutes, it’s a solid manifestation of potential that will satisfy doom metal fans that are tired of ‚doom’ bands that don’t feel even remotely sad, sobering, or…well, doomed. Although this release has had, as noted, an obvious and indisputable influence on all succeeding genres of „doom”, especially „death/doom” and „funeral” doom, the newcomer may wish to tread cautiously on these ancient proving grounds. Here, they will find no trace of „poetic melancholy”, complete with whispered narration,droning violins or lilting female mourns. This is strictly metal in conception and execution, regardless of its (once) novel properties. However, those seeking the roots of the aforesaid genres, or simply wishing to indulge in 30 minutes of unceasing snail-paced, leadfooted drudgery will certainly feel obliged to own this. Eternal Rot, indeed!