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ALBUM REVIEW
H.E.R.R. - XII Caesars
Cold Spring
 
We all have our eclectic interests and obsessions, but the neoclassical dream-spinners H.E.R.R. easily trump the majority of us with both the scope and depth of their fascinations. Founder Michiel Spape, flanked by an impressive vocalist task-force in the form of Troy Southgate and Miklos Hoffer, has elected this time around to delve into the writings of first century historian Suetonius, using the most striking events from De Vita Caesarum as an inspiration for these thirteen stately, dramatic, imperious tracks.
 
Like its source material, “XII Caesars” is relentlessly narrative, moving from one evocative, suspenseful situation to the next. Without context this might be disorienting, but I’d imagine most people have been sufficiently exposed to the Caesars in modern culture to find the most basic references – Claudius’s stutter, the grand, busy violin that ornaments Nero’s track – moments of illuminated delight. The album is a grand parade of larger-than-life characters who expostulate on their own triumph and even their own downfalls, bringing with them colourful images and snippets that will instantly worry at the mind and drag forth questions from the unknowing; what did happen “down in the old goat’s garden”, does he really mean that his sister is his wife, who is the fat man, how do you give the world a python, and can men really become gods…
 
Matching this riot of activity with musical composition is a tall order, but one in which Spape is very successful. He summons an impressive range of emotion and tone from both his violin and his digital tools, so that the same ingredients can be cleverly redirected to personify the good-hearted, the proud, the villainous, the victorious and the insane. In this respect, “The Old Goat’s Garden”, “The Age of Blood and Iron” and “The Eagle Standard” are especially successful, the first embodying creepiness and pastoral unease, the second powerfully reflecting Otho’s rapidly unravelling state of mind, and the third providing all of the pomp and ceremony one would expect of a release of this nature. The component parts of H.E.R.R’s epic and stately neoclassicism may remain constant, but the moods which they summon certainly do not.
 
The vocal performances of Hoffer and Southgate take some getting used to, in all their over-articulated, melodramatic mirth and menace, but once they’ve captured your imagination it’s clear to see that they are perfectly suited to this album, and they, too, are not without variation, particularly when enunciating for one of their less stable muses. In all, while ‘acquired taste’ is a grievous understatement here, fans of martial neoclassical cannot help but be won over by the sheer scale of the endeavour, and for those of us who can combine a taste for snare drums and symphonies with a deeper knowledge of imperial Rome… what an absolute treasure.
81/100
Ellen Simpson
 
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