Ash Twin Project – Tales of a Dying Sun Review

By sentynel

Metal has a long history of writing songs inspired by science fiction and fantasy, probably because we’re all a bunch of great big nerds. Outer Wilds is a singular piece of storytelling, a work that couldn’t be told in any medium other than a video game: a story and a series of revelations pieced together from found fragments, with no enforced order or progression beyond what the player finds and assembles. Imagine my excitement when I saw the obviously Outer Wilds-inspired Ash Twin Project appear in the promo queue. Imagine how quickly I mashed the “assign to self” button before any of the other fans on the staff could pinch it.1 I’m going to avoid saying more about the game in this review to minimise spoilers for those who haven’t played it. Just trust me that if you like exploration and stories, you should drop everything and play it. (And avoid listening to the lyrics on this record until you have.)

I hadn’t even stopped to check the genre when I picked up Tales of a Dying Sun, but fortuitously, it’s post-rock/-metal and would have been my thing even without the theme. Ash Twin Project sit on the more melodic and immediate end of the genre. There’s not a huge amount of wandering ambience here, nor of huge, crushing riffs. Their guitar work is nearly always pretty, and the five songs here tend to evolve and reprise through a series of pretty melodies and occasional chugging riffs. There’s even a very prog-rock solo or two (“Cœlacanthe”). It’s very vocal heavy, befitting the narrative goal of the project. Eglantine Dugrand does most of the work with clean singing. She’s occasionally supported by Nicolas Lougnon’s harsh vocals in the traditional hardcore-influenced post-metal style.

Outer Wilds is a very musical game. The soundtrack is excellent, but it’s also important to the gameplay and story in a number of ways. Ash Twin Project have a tricky balance to strike in acknowledging that without simply covering the songs. They pull it off via some generally subtle musical references. Players will find the openings of tracks like “The Wilds,” “Isolation,” and “Sunless City” familiar, and more obviously the end of the album on “Moon.” Tales of a Dying Sun’s flaw is that aside from this, there’s little that makes Ash Twin Project stand out from a surfeit of other post-rock/metal bands. It’s not particularly unique, nor particularly hard-hitting. Post- led by a female vocalist brings obvious comparisons to healthyliving, but ATP aren’t distinctive to the same extent.

I need to highlight Stéphane Cocuron’s work on bass, metal’s most neglected instrument, which is interesting, forward in the mix, and interacts well with the guitars (“Sunless City”). Dugrand is a versatile lead vocalist. The material calls for a variety of tones, from ethereal to sweet to breathy to soaring to a belt, often on the same song (“Cœlacanthe,” “Isolation”), and she spans all these and more without any trouble. I’m not a huge fan of the slight vibrato she uses at times, but it’s hard to complain too much. The lyrics feel like they’re trying a bit too hard a lot of the time—often both overly literal and overly complex (“The Wilds,” “Cœlacanthe”). Nobody listens to metal for the poetic lyrics, but they’re such a big part of what the album is going for, so it’s a bit disappointing.

Tales of a Dying Sun is good. It’s melodic post-metal done well. It does a commendable job of referencing its source material in a way that tickles the brain without being derivative of it. Dugrand does a lot of the work carrying the album and does it well. But in the end, the connection with the game made me want to like this more than I actually do. I like it, but it’s not unique enough or hard-hitting enough to climb my year-end list.

Rating: Good
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 256 kbps mp3
Label: Klonosphere Records
Websites: ashtwinproject.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/ashtwinprojectband
Releases Worldwide: April 4th, 2025

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Lástima – A Pain Bloomed from My Lungs Review

By Twelve

I was first made aware of US-based Lástima, as is often the case around here, from a casual perusal in our Promo Pit. After reading way too many promo spiels in one sitting, I came across A Pain Bloomed from My Lungs. The aforementioned band’s blurb was in fact a personal account from a label executive, recounting how he was so blown away by their live performance “in one of the dingiest punk basements [he’s] had the pleasure of skulking in.” His description of a “vicious but hauntingly beautiful post-black assault” won me over, and here I am now, trying to repay the unique promo experience with a review. The story made me want to see Lástima perform in a dingy punk basement—can their debut full-length achieve the same?

With a clean polish and an affinity for harmony, A Pain Bloomed from my Lungs is the opposite of a dingy punk basement in many ways. It’s got all the makings of high-quality metal in the Deafhaven style—it’s got the post-, the -core, and the -gaze blended together through a black metal formula. One thing that will set Lástima apart is Thuy Nguyen, whose omnipresent violin gives A Pain Bloomed from my Lungs a neo-classical feel, even as vocalist Richie DeVon growls, sings, and shrieks his way through the journey. DeVon’s riffs, jointly with Eric Mauro’s, give bassist Hazel Whitman and drummer Sam Hyla much to keep up with, but the album’s pace is another one of its strengths. Another differentiator is Lástima’s influence from Latin culture, present in theme and occasional language choice, as in songs like “Al Cerro Ancón” and “Espantapájaros (1930).” Put together, it’s a strong sound that does not, at first pass, sound much like it is “only” a debut.

The greatest strength of A Pain Blossomed from my Lungs, however, is its affinity for emotional composition and Lástima’s for executing them. The gorgeous violin-guitar duo that kicks off “Al Cerro Ancón,” the clean singing that builds to a climax in “Redux,” and even the brief-but-gorgeous “Hazel Interlude” showcase Lástima’s significant potential. “Sin Sol” is another great example, a song with peaks and valleys from strong black metal, harsh and furious riffs, and quieter, classical moments. The ebb and flow of “Sin Sol” in particular suggests a seasoned approach that is frankly delightful to experience, and so much of it so heartfelt, leaning into the beauty of Nguyen’s violin and the emotional compositions.

So there’s a lot going on in A Pain Blossomed from my Lungs, much of it contradictory, as Lástima leans into juxtaposition to achieve emotional resonance. There are moments, however, where these opposites don’t attract, often because one style works so much better than another. DeVon’s vocals, for example, shift between hardcore shouts, plaintive cleans, and black metal screams. The trouble is, I love DeVon’s cleans more than his screams, and I like his screams much more than his shouts. Similarly, Nguyen’s violins are beautiful, but their constant presence detracts from the heaviest songs, “Lyla” chief among them. There’s a sense that Lástima wants Nguyen to always have something to do, but there are times when there is too much happening. This is especially the case in “Lyla” and “Septiembre,” both of which might have benefited from a more relaxed approach.

I could argue that A Pain Blossomed from my Lungs is an uneven listen, but that would send the wrong idea—it hovers between being good and very good, between pleasant and active listening. I can see how Lástima won over a label from a single live performance—I’ll be keeping an eye out to see if they appear near me. A Pain Blossomed from my Lungs deftly balances styles and emotions. Whether you’re a fan of black metal or more of a -core/-gaze kind of listener, there’s something to check out here… so I recommend you do.

Rating: 3.0/5.0
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 4,608 kbps WAV
Label: Liminal Dread Productions
Websites: lastimamusic.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/lastimamusic
Releases Worldwide: May 16th, 2025

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Feversea – Man Under Erasure Review

By Thus Spoke

Feversea is a perfect name for a post-metal band. It manages to evoke the genre’s typical moodiness and atmosphere, which, like the sea, can range from tranquil mystique to rage and channeled either through fretful drama or a kind of layered intensity that could faithfully be said to resemble a fever dream. But there’s more to Oslo’s Feversea than their name having a pleasing ring. Their debut Man Under Erasure carries the burden of making an impact in the veritable ocean of groups taking their cue from stalwarts like Cult of Luna and Russian Circles.1 Their claims of multi-genre influence, and black metal in particular, along with their Norwegian origin, immediately brought to mind experimental metal legends Dødheimsgard, although that’s arguably an unfair comparison. Having a voice in the scene can be a challenge, but I’m pleased to report that it’s one Feversea meet gallantly.

While containing nothing so unexpected as to approach avant-garde, Man Under Erasure is full of little surprises—good ones at that. Of all the ways I expected the album to begin, the titular opening—with its relatively upbeat electronic melody and soft, spoken-sung vocals—did not appear. From there, Feversea shift between poignancy and pugnacity, and punctuate their sombre pessimism with mellow optimism. Reverberant leads and unshowy, haunting cleans are more often than not turned eerie by their accompanying sludgy riffs and aggressive percussion, making those truly stripped-back portions feel even more still. Gloomy moods are enhanced or traded for fury with blurred, even dissonant tremolo, d-beating or blastbeating pace, and throaty screams. The tone is consistently somewhat brooding, but Feversea avoid treading into an introspective dreaminess with this turbulence between post-metal ethereality and hardcore and blackened fury, their atmosphere maintaining a bite with sinister melodic turns and vocal switches to vicious roars.

Across Man Under Erasure, Feversea showcase an impressive talent for creative songwriting. The particular fusion of sludge, hardcore, black metal, and electronica that they employ makes for dynamic and engaging pieces. When atmospheric, their presence is tangible (“New Creatures Replace Our Names,” “Invocation,” “Until it Goes Away”), and when more energetic, they possess a refreshingly unconventional spirit (“Decider,” “Kindred Spirit”). The faint shadows of the aforementioned Dødheimsgard are actually audible in spinning synth lines and playfully lurching blackened guitar scattered in fleeting moments across the album (“Murmur Within the Skull of God,” “Sunkindling,” “Kindred Spirit”). While it’s all good, there are passages in particular that hit upon some glorious interplay of styles; sometimes a powerfully stirring surge of emotion wrapped in layers of tremolo and electronica (“Invocation,” “Kindred Spirit”), sometimes a deceptively simple and undeniably catchy sludge-post, sludge-black, or electronica-post refrain (“New Creatures…,” “Decider,” title track). Feversea do both calm and lively with like ease and make the transitions between them sound easy.

The multifaceted nature of their sound avoids feeling fickle—for the most part—and instead sounds quite smooth. This is in large part thanks to the stellar work of the individual musicians who comprise Feversea—for most of whom this is their first and only band. Though everyone deserves credit, I have to give extra kudos to vocalist Ada Lønne Emberland, who performs both harsh and clean leads and is absolutely killing it with subtly emotive singing and razor-sharp screams. Melodies retain memorability and songs a satisfying crunch and flavour through punchy, audible riffs and a refreshingly crisp production that allows one to hear the space created between the chugs, soft “ahh-ahh-ahh”s, shaking percussion, and warm synth. If I had to nitpick, I would suggest cutting down some of the longer tracks, to improve their impact that is weakened by repetition, or the inclusion of just one too many ideas (“Decider,” “Until it Goes Away,” “Kindred Spirit”2).

Feversea nonetheless come out on top with a unique and engaging record that pays only the small price of feeling a touch unfocused. Man Under Erasure isn’t just impressive for a debut, it’s impressive in its own right with its smart blend of styles and fluent execution. A pleasure to listen to. Post-metal fans ought to keep their eye on Feversea, for the inevitable masterwork to come.

Rating: Very Good
DR: 11 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Dark Essence Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: May 23rd, 2025

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