Monday, 22 May 2017

52 Albums That Shaped My Life - #48

Cult of Luna & Julie Christmas – Mariner
(Indie Recordings, 2016)
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Cult of Luna have changed so many members since their self-titled debut album in 2001 that I barely took notice when Julie Christmas was announced as guest vocalist on latest album Mariner. “Just another band member,” I thought, “won't make much of a difference.” But the performance of the former Battle of Mice and Made Out Of Babies vocalist is the very thing that makes this album Cult of Luna's most memorable and atmospheric. Salvation, Somewhere Along The Highway, Eternal Kingdom, and Vertikal are all incredible albums that blend huge post metal soundscapes, gentle passages of introspection, and powerful hardcore vocals, but it wasn't until Julie Christmas that the band could boast such insidious hooks and honest passion. They had created an air of plaid shirt pretension that Christmas' vocals have cut right through. In doing so she has opened up this album to the angry intensity of earlier work like The Beyond while giving it an identity all its own.


The eerie, horror-film-child quality of her clean singing voice is reminiscent of Aimee Echo of Human Waste Project (who?), but Christmas' insane screaming range and vocal control set her apart as one of the elite vocalists in metal. In almost every song of this album Christmas infects the listener with an addictive hook or an empowering and cathartic scream that burrows in to the brain like a Ceti Eel. Her and Johannes Persson's vocals wind in and out of each other, sometimes battling for space, but more often providing the perfect contrast or complement. In the opening track “A Greater Call”, a floating opening passage gives way to the tribal drumming of Thomas Hedlund which drives the song headlong in to the brutal scream of Persson backed by Christmas' delicate melody:

We are not conquerors
We float with the tide

The combination is perfect: the anger and frustration with modern society and city living that has informed much of Cult of Luna's work is balanced by the gentle passivity of Christmas' vocal and the openness to exploration without preconceptions or judgement that the lyrics suggest. The band have stated that Mariner represents a final thematic extension of their albums from Eternal Kingdom onwards: each album exploring a different part of life on earth, before Mariner takes us in to space. “A Greater Call” feels more like a transcendence than space travel with its steady build of interplaying keys and guitar, and the repetition of the vocal lines quoted above. “Chevron”, however, has more of the energy that space exploration would require. The heavy bass line throughout the song feels like propulsion pushing this journey in to deeper territory where, halfway through the song, it explodes with a riff that carries cosmic heaviness. The intensity is pushed even further with “The Wreck of S.S. Needle” where Christmas' full range is evident, and Cult of Luna's cascading guitars are made stratospheric with samples and keys that create an almost impenetrable wall of sound. Christmas' screams in the chorus are the most engaging vocals I have heard in the last year, but it's the repeated request to “Put me down where I can see you run” that will stick in your mind for days after hearing the song.



It's an incredible song that deserves the ambient space “Approaching Transition” provides. It's the only moment of this journey in to outer space that allows for rest, and has more in common with the patient wonderings of Somewhere Along The Highway than the intensity of more recent work like Vertikal and Vertikal II. It forms the perfect respite for the album's final passage: a fifteen minute epic built around tightly circling lead guitar work, Christmas' gentle storytelling, and riffs reminiscent of both Salvation and Eternal Kingdom. While “Cygnus” doesn't have the raw aggression or passion of “The Wreck...” it is a fitting end to an album about exploration, both physical and artistic. The final six minutes of “Cygnus” are the epitome of post metal: to some unbearable repetition, to others the most inspirational, transformative, and electrifying culmination of music that asks for your patience but rewards you with journeys to places you never thought you could go. Whether or not Cult of Luna and Julie Christmas work together again, this album represents where heavy music can go, and how good it can be, when bands are willing to put songwriting and experimentation ahead of expectations.

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