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ALBUM REVIEW
Rat King - Larva
Roadcrew Records
 
Rat King are the second of our bands this issue from Indian label Roadcrew Records, and it’s another winner, although very different to rostermates Blind Image. “Larva” is the project’s second album, and continues the style which originated on debut “The Plague of Hamelin” – an arresting blend of industrial anguish, ambient gloom and sheer metallic aggression that steps boldly between the starkly-drawn boundaries of genre, summoning a harsh but expressive atmosphere that is as much shape and place as sound.
 
In listing influences, Rat King focus as avidly on film (Lynch, Bergman, Tarkovsky) as they do on music (Ministry, Morricone, Burzum), and this translates to an excellent sense of drama and scene-setting in their sound. “For Absent Gods” is a great example of this, its long composition looping through spooling ambience, creepy beats, machine gun drum programming and finally a clanking, shambling metal rhythm without losing coherence, a related series of worrying, difficult episodes. “Smorgasbord” is more varied again, contrasting the crashing of heavy machinery with warm, classical guitar, but, as with the shock of industrial black metal against the strings of “Hour of the Wolf”, the overall impression is of suspense and an unfolding dynamic, not of confusedness.
 
The schizophrenic instrumentation does occasionally get the better of the band, but in the main part it is vital to providing the big, imposing themes in which it is so easy to get deliciously lost, as on the rich, rampaging and even symphonic “The Wake”. The intensity of some of the drum programming is startling, but works well to provide the mental unease for which Rat King strive, quickening the blood with its aggression as a juxtaposition to the more brooding, cinematic tracks such as “Spiracle”. “Larva” sometimes has the catchy, driving nature of, for example, Killing Joke, but it is also unafraid to wend its way down darker, slimier industrial paths into a distinctly cold and unpleasant ambient mode.
 
Rat King certainly have the courage of their convictions, and whilst they don’t make things purposefully easy for the listener, they do provide a multitude of aural handholds to which the mind can cleave on its ascent up their remarkably creative slopes. For those on the weirder, more belligerent side of the mountain, this is an unusual new treat, and is very much worthy of your time.
80/100
Ellen Simpson
 
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