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ALBUM REVIEW
Nazxul - Iconoclast
Eisenwald
 
Australia’s Nazxul have long operated a policy of not rushing greatness. It has been fourteen years since their debut full-length, “Totem”, which so impressed with its sense of monumental atmosphere, and willingness to break ground, and there must have been fans who have ticked off every slow, painful day until “Iconoclast” was finally in their miserable hands. That the creation process that brought about this album has stretched out over a decade is not reflected in the final listening – this is as coherent and full a recording as you could every hope to hear.
 
After the ominous strings of “Apoptosis” set a fraught yet rich tone which persists throughout the album, the majestic “Dragon Dispitous” gives an unreserved show of what Nazxul are capable of creating; an incredibly grand yet noisy and textured sound is teased with discordant shapes, battered into subservience by Luke Mills’ almighty snarl of a vocal, before finally opening up into something immensely atmospheric. Nazxul pick up Emperor’s torch, and give us back the thing that Dimmu Borgir broke – a ‘symphonic’ black metal with real teeth, real balls, real integrity and a real ability to overwhelm the senses and cloud the mind with anguish and aggression.
 
Scandinavian references do us no good, however, and this album is too much a piece of art to be dissected along the lines of a scene’s trends. A series of instrumental interludes – low, breathing synths at “III”, the burning of an industrial wasteland at “I” – give the sense that the effect of this album on the listener has been imagined as a whole. In viewing the running order, I had a feeling that there would be a fantastic climax in the final third, and I was not far wrong; it is here that “Oath (Fides Resurrectio” is located, with its quasi-religious beginning, slow, gorgeous, symphonic developments, surprising major key outbreaks and eventual slow descent back into strings and chanting. At the risk of hyperbole, I’ll say this is one of the most immense, rich, frightening and dangerous symphonic black metal tracks I’ve ever heard.
 
So many years living with your own hype would crack a lesser band; in the case of Nazxul, it has made them more ferociously determined to be difficult, surprising and creative, to live out their belief that “the underground will never rise”. Muscular, epic, driving and rich, “Iconoclast” is an album of both unexpected beauty and shocking dissonant spite. It’s searingly ambitious, but it doesn’t give a fuck what you think. And that’s why you should love it.
90/100
Ellen Simpson
 
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