Ayat
Six Years of Dormant Hatred

As much as I love nasty scary black metal like Anaal Nathrakh, Xasthur, Dagon, Leviathan, Deathspell Omega and such, I have a hard time dealing with such music coming from the relatively peaceful climates of France, England, California, Texas and San Francisco , and while those acts have no doubt injected plenty of hatred, spite, and nihilism into their music-I can’t help but question the authenticity.

What I can’t question is the sheer amount of venom and tangible hatred oozing from every note of Ayat (Hebrew for ‘Miracle’), a black metal duo from Lebanon, and their truly abrasive, spite fueled and flat out nasty take on black metal. As a republic sandwiched between Syria and Israel that’s been privy to lengthy civil wars as well as the seemingly eternal conflict between Israel and Hezzbullah, it only make sense that such a violent album would eventually be born from the world’s geographical center of hatred.

Folks, this is actually the most vitriolic and downright violent black metal I’ve heard since Anaal Nathrakh’s debut, and with the British duo’s post apocalyptic hues as a relative influence as well as Impaled Nazerene’s punky filth and some expected Middle Eastern influences, Six Years of Dormant Hatred is like a possessed dervish, flailing, spiting and writhing with an almost uncomfortable level of fury.

From opener “Ilahiya Khinzir! (All Hail Allah The Swine)” vocalist ‘Filthy Fuck’ grunts, screams and squeals like a stuck pig and throws in some menacing occult chants to boot (i.e. “Fornication And Murder” and closer “Such A Beautiful Day! (The Exaltation Of Saint Francis)” while guitarist/bassist ‘Sadogoat’ makes his guitar a weapon of mass destruction with a gnarly, gritty, virulent assault and tone as displayed in the likes of “The Fine Art Of Arrogance part one (The Icon And The Cattle)”, “Collective Suicide In The Boudoir (Feeling Wonderful Tonight)”, “Puking Under Radiant Moonlight (Followed By A Century Long Ejaculation)”, “Misogyny When We Embrace” and “Thousands Of Pissed Motherfuckers…”.

The entire effort’s Anti-Islamic lean drips through in every note and grunt and the whole effort comes across as more than a little deranged and wide eyed with psychotic instability that’s ready to strap on a bomb and march right into your skull and blow it to bits.

Looks Like Moribund is back on track….

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Written by Erik T
January 26th, 2009

Comments

  1. Commented by: gabaghoul

    This was quite different than what I was expecting – yeah it was raw and filthy like black metal musically I found it much closer to punk and grind.


  2. Commented by: axiom

    Nice review, I heard this was a killer.
    Regarding your first paragraph, what exactly is authentic black metal in 2009? To me it’s more attitude and skill than geography. There’s enough venom in man’s mind to create moving music in any locale.


  3. Commented by: Stiffy

    The song titles on this thing are just too good.


  4. Commented by: Chris

    This album is absolutely insane.


  5. Commented by: Theena

    I adore this record.


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