review: Dawn of Ouroboros

Dawn of Ouroboros

The Art of Morphology

Rain Without End Records

30 March 2020

Props to these peeps. Bubba, too many folks out there fronting trying to show off there IQ and they be like, “Wow, check us out. We smart and we wanna sound like it. We got high school diplomas, graduated and everything.” And that type of smarts bragging gets annoying real fast. Yeah, I hear y’all: Y’all graduated high school and you’ve never been in jail.

Your smarter than me. I got it, I got it. You don’t have to beat me over the head with it, ya know? What about the tunes, tho? Have you some good tunes? That’s what I like. A good beat. I don’t care about your IQ and smarts.

I’m rambling again. Sorry about that, folks. These good Americans play fast black metal and everything and stuff, and it’s definitely head bobbing beats for sure, but they know how to pack the sauce in the bottle, too. Black metal fans will like this, you know, the speed, the vocals, and everything, but wouldn’t the prog folks enjoy the creative side, too? And wouldn’t fans of melodies be down with the catchiness? I reckon they would. There are good melodies, in addition to the blasting speeds.

Apparently y’all be calling this stuff post-metal or something? I don’t know about that and all those purty fancy words y’all be using from the You Tube and the interwebs. Seriously, I don’t know who that is. Look it, Bubba. I don’t read. I don’t research anything. I just make it up as I go along. I’m too relaxed. I’m spending my time hanging out drinking with my friends at the restaurant down by the river, then we all go to the bars down the street and eat and drink some more, and then I chill some more eating shrimp and listening to good ole CCR, John Fogerty, Ghostblood, Swamp Nuts, Swamp Dweller, Swamp Witch, Swamp Squat, Kömmand, ZZ Top, and TLC because I don’t like no scrubs, either. Post-metal, you say? I’m sorry, I don’t know her.

All I know is this here DOO band is a good band and their artistic yet rocking melodic extreme metal is fun like a sonofagun. It’s not “sorry for party rocking” fun, but it is “sorry for making black metal too melodic for kvlt people” fun. I dig it.

A friend of mine wrote me this when I axed her opinion about this band, and I’m just gonna steal it from her: “Fans of contemporary melodic black metal are going to be very interested in this ambitious and catchy work. You will tell quickly that they seek intelligent compositions within the framework of extreme metal, but fortunately they keep their foot on the pedal for a lot of the time. The songs sound well-arranged with a progressive feel, but luckily they don’t come across as fanciful pretenders.”

You see?! That’s what my friend said and she writes a lot so she knows what words mean and stuff. But I just had to axe: “So what rating you given this one and why?” And she answered:

“Overall, considering the quality of the songwriting and how catchy it all is, and taking into account the quality of the musicianship, including the nice proggy parts, I’d give it at least an 8 out of 10 because it’s so good, but I’d probably say that it’s more like 8.5 or 9, actually. You can tell this is probably their first album and by that I mean that it shows lots of hard work, ambition and the great effort to make something that they will be proud of for the rest of their lives. Furthermore, considering that this is an independent release and that we might not see another album from them in years and years, if at all, then I think you can really appreciate the skill and hard work to make a serious and also catchy melodic extreme metal album.”

Yup, yup, that’s what she said, Bubba. I ain’t got nothing to add to those purty words about this album.

Anyway, it’s time to barbecue again and I need to fire up the grill. Plus, I’m fixing to watch the old Super Bowl when the Packers played the Steelers and I think some good barbecue is gonna go well with it. I don’t know who won that game because I went hunting that day. I caught me a big ole alligator that was hanging around my neck of woods down by swamp. Good meat, good meat. I ate alligator meat sandwiches for a month, and gave the neighbors some, too. I hope the Packers win because Aaron Rodgers is a baaaaaadddddd man!

I’m gonna blast this DOO music while I barbecue because my neighbors need to hear this rock and roll. I hope they get down with this rock and roll. It’s infectious. Real purty stuff. Drink up and git r dun!

dawnofouroboros.bandcamp.com