Band: Novembers Doom
Genre: Doom/Death Metal
Discography: "Amid Its Hallowed Mirth" (1995), "Of
Sculptured Ivy and Stone Flowers" (1999), "The Knowing" (2000), "To Welcome the
Fade" (2002), "The Pale Haunt Departure" (2005), "The Novella Reservoir" (2007)
Novembers
Doom belongs in the elite of doom/death metal bands along with the legendary My
Dying Bride and the extraordinary Mourning Beloveth.
When
listening to Novembers Doom, the first thing that comes to mind is the dynamics
of the songs. Ranging from slow tempo to fast blasting tempo, the songs are
never boring. On the instruments, the evident quality of the drummer and his
relentless double bass playing is the perfect base ground to construct a truly
amazing style with hardly distorted rhythm guitar and excellent growling on the
heavy parts plus clean guitar arpeggios and deep clean vocals on the slow
interludes or songs (one of their songs was included in my metal ballads list:
see http://blog.bitcomet.com/monti84metal/post_20216/)
Novembers
Doom brings a fresh bliss of originality and top notch musicianship with every
new release. Their discography is perfect, so you can buy blindly any of their
records and I guarantee you won´t be disappointed...
Download most of Novembers Doom discography here
Download "The Novella Reservoir" here
Song: "Drown The Inland Mere" from "The Novella Reservoir"
A gray line divides where the shadows blur
There is nothing left within your empty smile
Nothing will change, the tide will still rise
Hold me under water
Drown the inland mere
Into this darkness I forever hold my loss
Only a moments time to scream my name
A shell of what I was, I'll never let you go
After all you said in vein, a weaker soul am I
This is my final struggle, this is my dying day
Hold me under water
Drown the inland mere
Into this darkness I forever hold my loss
Only a moments time to scream my name
No brother to man who rapes his own
A cell to rot the fabric of flesh
Why are you still smiling?
It's pity I feel for the life that's yours
The haunting voice of liberated souls
The death knell proudly chimes
Nothing but slaves in the unwilling fall
Hold me under water
Drown the inland mere
Into this darkness I forever hold my loss
Only a moments time to scream my name
