Genre : Black Metal/Doom Metal
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Location : Bangladesh
Release title : Oshubho Ahobaan
Release type : EP
Release year : 2016
Label : Independent
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1. Oshubho Ahobaan
2. Where Is Your Rahmaa
3. A Call from Home
4. Sandshaded Mausoleum
5. Mystery of Dust (Outro)
Bleeding into existence with samples of rain and flesh hungry crows set to a descending, depths of Hell bass lick, it's obvious that Burial Dust's debut EP isn't going to be light FM fare in the least. The title track quickly plants the seeds of death, spite and disease with the opaque, low-end doom grooves joined by ominous clean guitars and funeral feasting tribal percussion. A caustic, blackened vocal scream spews malice with the previously clean guitar riff showing its true-form in a distorted, downtempo emanation that possesses the chord progressions of sludgy doom metal while the production is strictly for fans of Burzum and Darkthrone.
Tattered, torn and ragged thrash riffs and primitive double-bass drumming has me thinking that Burial Dust are most certainly Venom fans but on this opening track they vomit up blackened carnage onto a canvas of sludge and brain-damaged Celtic Frost-isms. "Where is your Rahmaa" incorporates Middle Eastern modulations and chord phrasings into frayed-sanity tremolo riffing as the drums employ teetering blast beats and sewer dwelling double-bass and d-beat damnation. Vocally, this one focuses on mucous drowned death metal growls with sparse, higher-pitched screams driving a railroad spike through your eardrums whenever necessary.
At 8 plus minutes in length Burial Dust incorporates a few unique sections to prevent the musical debauchery from becoming stale. Black mass guitar shred sinks into catacomb dwelling, Egyptian harmonies with crafty leads overtaking gnarly, mutated blackened sludge riffs that are reminiscent of filthy black metal gods Craft (from Sweden). The frenetic pace/tempo changes from ethnic melody to insane asylum blackened death/thrash and cursed tomb doom keep the band interesting even when they attempt risky, extremely lengthy songs such as this. The opening riff of "A Call from Home" is a repulsive, bloody dirge straight out of a sleazy 80's exploitation horror flick although the chanted vocals are a nice alteration of Burial Dust's many unusual themes. It doesn't take long for these skin-flaying maniacs plunge the catacombs of a lo-fi, subterranean blastbeat fest chained to a wall of high-end, minor-key guitar slaughter and retching vocal puke. Unlike many bands of this ilk you can actually hear those thick, chunking bass lines providing another layer of doom and gloom onto this devastation once the riffs slow up into a cobwebbed, mummified doom sprawl.
Fans of Darkthrone, Burzum, Damnation and Heathen Beast should be able to get down on this and there's even some shredding melodic soloing happening here that reeks simultaneously of pure class and sheer death knell desperation. An Italian Giallo-esque synth drone furthers the violent horror atmosphere contained in Burial Dust's volatile attack as "Sandshaded Mausoleum" finds its musical footing. Ripping, nonstop tremolo riffage will crack every rib in your chest with the drums dustily blasting away and the vocals spraying you in the face with a combination of disgusting bellows and scratchy screeches. This is probably my favorite song on the EP because the band again flexes their midsection muscle with begotten Vitus style doom riffs grooving along slowly with the lead guitar coloring in cool melodies over the top before the song fades out in a gust of sampled wind/sandstorm FX; a red-herring for another blastbeat barrage and blackened grind riff homicide that sends the song to its deathbed.
Closer "Mystery of Dust (Outro)" is a soothing finale track consisting of only clean guitars and traditional Egyptian drone (played on a synth?), providing respite from the aural jackhammering delivered by the bulk of the EP. Burial Dust won't be for everybody, especially those who must have big studio production values on every metal album they hear, but there's enough clarity on hand that the best bits really have an impact and the band's utilization of obtuse structures, ethnic instrumentation, decimating death/black speed runs and crawling doom riffs will stick with you long after Oshubho Ahobaan strikes its final chord. Overall, this is a damn good listen for the adventurous Metal fan that likes their music nasty and elegant.