Metal Monday CCXXVI - madness by YITH

8/20/2018

This album kept popping up in my feed from time to time and I would simply ignore it...Oh, how wrong I have been. Though foolish in waiting, I have at last plunged into the cold, dark tendrils that is YITH. immemorial is not an album to be trifled with, nor will it spare your weak psyche from an unholy onslaught. This black and doom filled creation looms over you, offers you no rest from its chaotic and hypnotic tune, dragging you deeper into the void. It was hard to pick one select track from this album after it tried to crush my bones to dust yet I made the decision, the most familiar of words, madness. Do not let its sweet intro fool you, it is merely a ruse to lull you in until its too late and you are one with the savage darkness. After this track, do yourself a favor and give beholder a whirl, especially the 4:30-6:30 mark. This week is not prepared for the black swath of madness that is to be brought upon it but you can be...just give a listen and let sanity be shattered so the real, ravenous you can be unleashed.

https://vendetta-records.bandcamp.com/album/immemorial

Frozen
Desolation
Sweeping violent gales
Cold barren waste
Dreaded
Untrodden by man
Savage polar void
Cyclopean
Ruin crusted slopes
Vast stone ramparts
Hideous menacing
Unhuman massiveness
Aeons old
Nameless horrors
Blasphemous impossible
Icebound secrets

Monstrous lair
Ancient terror
Unbroken reign
Of glacial death

Megalithic ruins
Horrid black abyss
Antarctic mysteries
Mountains of madness

Lyrics from:
https://www.metal-archives.com/albums/Yith/Immemorial/711451

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THE MAD BARRON

QUOTES I ADMIRE
"A wilderness, in contrast with those areas where man and his own works dominate the landscape, is an area where the earth and its community of life are untrammeled by man, where man himself is a visitor who does not remain." - from the Wilderness Act, 1964

"I owe my solitude to other people." - ALAN WATTS

“I think I could turn and live with the animals, they are so placid and self contained;
I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition;
They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins;
They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God;
Not one is dissatisfied-not one is demented with the mania of owning things;
Not one kneels to another, nor his kind that lived thousands of years ago;
Not one is responsible or industrious over the whole earth.”
― Walt Whitman

"In the ancient world, people placed heavy stones on the graves of the dead so their souls would not wander and inflict the living. I always thought this was simply the practice of superstitious and primitive people. But I was about to learn that the dead can hover on the edge of our vision with the density and luminosity of mist, and their claim on the earth can be as legitimate and tenacious as our own."

- Dave Robicheaux (In The Electric Mist With Confederate Dead)