My Dying Bride, "A Line of Deathless Kings"
Somber, dirgesome, and somehow smooth as silk, My Dying Bride do to doom what Cradle of Filth have done to black metal; they take the normal framework and add color and variety so that nobody in his right mind could dare say any other band has ever tried this before. On the group’s ninth disc, A Line of Deathless Kings, these guys churn out about an hour of their now patented, heavy yet beautiful darkness. Much like their last album, Songs of Darkness, Words of Light, this one is impressively crafted; full of great riffs and mesmerizing, brooding passages that flow from gentle to diabolical so seamlessly that you’ll wonder how any number of the songs have arrived in such sinister places. The main difference on this album, for me at least, is that there are fewer surprises than on the former disc, though that may be only because Songs of Darkness, Words of Light was my first true introduction to My Dying Bride.
Whether it’s the creepy meanderings of “L’amour Detruit” or the relatively direct chugging and churning of “Deeper Down,” A Line of Deathless Kings delivers the goods. Though the last three songs on the album are where the best material lies, the first six tracks stand up formidably and provide My Dying Bride with yet another very strong release.
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