![]() The album also doesn’t have much staying power. The closing song, “Iron Heart”, is dull compared to earlier moments. For fifteen minutes, the enveloping atmosphere A Storm of Light spent so much time creating loses steam until it comes to a complete stop. Where And We Wept the Black Ocean Within stumbles, however, is the last three tracks. ![]() The varied complexity of “Mass” is engrossing, the riffs and chants of “Leaden Tide” are haunting, the lyrics of “Black Ocean” are absolutely infectious (try not to join in when “We will kill / for blood and money” is despondently sung your way), and the atmospherics on “Thunderhead” are eerie and powerful. The middle of the album encapsulates the band’s formula at its finest. When listening to A Storm of Light the metaphors and imagery pops into one’s head effortlessly. The vocalist’s throaty, bellowed voice echoes throughout like a foghorn, the only semblance of humanity in an environment entirely hostile to light or life. The guitars are a massive tide, constantly crashing against the listener’s ear. The entire hour long experience is a crushing voyage into the dark, impenetrable depths of literary ambience. Anyway, as you could probably guess, such a label can only indicate one thing: they have a major hard-on for atmosphere. ![]() I know, I’ve blazed a few trails in my day. A Storm of Light is a post-metal/doom outfit, a genre I am innovatively labeling “post-doom”. ![]()
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