Fire in the Cave – S/T by orlandooom407

Fire in the Cave‘s two-track self-titled debut (available on Bandcamp) is a howling black morsel of delicious evil.  It is a musical hayride of demonic darkness.  If the band’s Socratic name leaves you wanting navel-gazing philosophy, go listen to Liturgy because Fire in the Cave is an unrelenting sludge train of nut-pummeling brutality.

Confession time: I’m not usually a huge fan of genres like doom, sludge, or stoner metal, because I have a serious deprivation of short-term memory brought on by (ironically) heavy dope use throughout my early life.  So I tend to get impatient listening to “slow jams”.  Mmm…jam.  I like jam.  I could eat it out of the jar with a spoon.  Wait…focus…THE METAL.  I guess what I’m saying is that long, slow songs tend to bore me.  Not so with Fire in the Cave.  I wish I could shoot impressive-sounding musical terms at you like “time signatures” and “tempo changes” and shit like that but the best I can do is say that FITC is ‘not boring’. I don’t mean that like “well hey, at least they’re not Cradle of Filth”, I mean it more like: “if you’re expecting yawn-inducing 78-minute songs with a chord every three and a half minutes this is going to punch you in the face with a train”.

Not being familiar with any of the aforementioned genres actually kind of works in my favor because I can’t be tempted to say “these guys sound like…” and am sort of forced to judge purely on the merits of the music.  On the other hand if you’re one of those people who likes the comparisons so you know what to expect, you’re fucked, mate.  Did I mention Bandcamp? The tracks are available there for the reasonable price of name your own fucking price so go listen to the songs and decide for yourself, asshole.

Here’s what I get from Fire in the Cave: musically, it has the atmosphere of black metal with the odd bursts of thoughtful, expressive guitar work which somehow manage to fit the flow of the songs perfectly.  The drums do tend to get swallowed up a little but you know they are there, a fitting spinal column to the complexity of the songs.  And what can I say about the vocals? If you’ve met the ginger man-ape who fronts the band you’d probably never expect the rage-filled venom gurgling below the surface just waiting to be spewed out at full force.  The two tracks are produced well enough to let the tight musicianship shine through without polishing off the raw edge.  You can’t help but be impressed by the musical talent evident here; this is not brutal for the sake of brutality, or doomy for the sake of doom; not something designed to be shoehorned into a convenient sub-sub-sub-genre.  It is quality song crafting for the love of making music.

If I was writing this review for my own blog, I would give FITC’s debut my highest rating of 5 out of 5 drinking horns raised, but since I’m not, I’ll just say it’s fucking awesome and recommend that you go get that shit for yourself and treat your earholes to 16-odd minutes of pure swampy savagery.  You won’t be bored.

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– Gregor Von Leakenhawer


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