RECITATION is a new Danish outfit carrying a unique approach in their effortless blend of doom, death metal and a mind-bending psychedelic vibe. Their debut album is named “Carrion” – a term for the post-life corpus of rotting flesh. The album consists of one song of 27 minutes: the uncompromising movement that is the song “Carrion”. Thematically it deals with the human feelings of meaninglessness and depression when confronted with the harsh reality of inevitable decay and death – a basic condition for all flesh that inhibits the earth and beyond.
RECITATION’s debut record is a dark and feverish journey undertaken to a music of demise – a crushing, monotonous movement through a desperate musical night, where the riffs rise as monoliths of death, telling a tale of what little time we are given. The 27 minutes can be described as a non-linear composition consisting of a series of repetitive progressions giving way to the vibe, the riff and a slow crushing feel in a way that conjures up an experience of stretching time and presence. It’s music working on another level of being – metaphysical and yet very present in the earthly life. It’s a journey that you undertake, painfully aware, while led astray – a journey we all have to take.
Released on Indisciplinarian
released October 9, 2015
J. S. Jarlstrøm
Recorded winter 2014
Mixed and Mastered by S. Kaarsberg
Artwork by J.S. Jarlstrøm
EVOKING DREAMS FROM UNKNOWN SCENTS. GLITCHES IN VISION AS I SINK IN. STRETCHED BY THE SPEED OF EARTH. STUCK IN A TIME WARP. I WITNESS THE IMPACT OF DEATH IN MY INNER COSMOS AS I SLOWLY DISAPPEAR INTO THE HAZE AND DOWN. I SEE YOU WITH A STRAIGHTENED BACK AS MY HEAD HITS THE GROUND. FORGOTTEN EXPECTATIONS. SMOTHERED IN FEAR. IMPATIENT SON WITH A CLENCHED FIST. CONSUMED. BATHED IN EXCESS. I AM FUCKED AND READY TO DIE IN THE MUD. THERE ARE STILL THINGS LEFT UNDONE. EXCEPT INDEFINITE INHALATION. STILL SEVERAL FACES TO SPIT ON. CARRY ON DEAR CARRION. IF YOU CONTINUE TO ROT I WILL GIVE YOU TO THE FIRE. I MOURN THE DAY. MY FACE DRAPED IN VEILS. HOVERING IN A CASKET OF ZINC. IN AN INTERSTELLAR DRIFT. INTERMISSION. ASK THE PROPHETS BEFORE YOU WHAT THEY WERE COMMISSIONED FOR. THEY ANSWER "WHAT WE WERE COMMISSIONED FOR? SEE FOR YOURSELF” MAKE WAY FOR THE REBELS. THEY COME STORMING IN. THERE IS NO END TO THE HYPOCRISY THAT WE LEFT WITH ALL THE REMNANTS OF THE EARTH. THE LIVING ARE DRIVEN BY THE GRAVITY OF MEMORY. THEN THEY EXHALE.