You can read my rather pissy review of Krallice's "Dimensional Bleedthrough" here. Basically I really loved Krallice's self-titled debut last year. That album combined black metal with shredding guitars and ample emotional umph. When I found out that they were issuing a followup I waited for it with more anticipation than probably any other album this year (well, except for Sunn 0))) and Slayer). I kept looking for it to leak, and it never did. When it finally came up for on-line sale, I grabbed it without hesitation. Then I waited anxiously for the mail to arrive. I remember getting it in the mail, ripping the package open and throwing it on immediately. Then I remember nothing. Seriously, I don't remember anything because nothing stood out and grabbed me enough to make me listen. The shredding was there in full force, or rather too much force, but the black metal was almost gone and more importantly the emotional umph had been replaced by masturbatory overly technical musicianship. I listened again and again, hoping for something to break, for something to catch, but it didn't. Instead I had to withdraw in disappointment. It was crushing. What was more crushing was that I seem to be the only person out there saying, 'um, this sucks,' which means the band will probably keep going in this direction until the hype dies and everyone else realizes the emperors of Williamsburg boutique black metal wear no cloths, or rather, have no real devil horns.
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