DOPPELGANGERS XXX

 In a web of reanimating the (un)dead descends an electrifying Speed Metal assault. Thunder ripping NWHOBHM, with G.B.H. totting (a stout reminder of Punk's importance to Metal), oranges waving, Thrash laced Hi-gh—an outlet for denim and fucking leather.

  Bonus: Wheels.

—Hi-gh
—Murdeath

DOPPELGANGERS XXIX

  Not long ago, the Scrawler featured a revivalist band, which is a case covered on the previous post. Horror Vacui assert so for the Post-Punk lay of the music 'scape—and competently. When HK8 starts disheveling with their Electonic miscreations, it comes off as ambience tinged efforts to less perplex an all-out Noise seeker. So much for an ironic title. The droning wars par!

—Horror Vacui
—HK8

DOPPELGANGERS XXVIII

 The way of the cenotaph. When viewing older DM band pictures, rampant graveyard shots pop up. In an effort to capture the spirit of the dead shift, below are monoliths of unhallowed spontaneity—kicking off with the most ghastly looking. Grey Mist delivers unhinged Doom, albeit touching on that aspect as Alunah extends on their most doomy—female vocals galloping too. Not far from where the Doom bands illustriously depict gargoyles and burial grounds sculpts. Wolf Dawn—the oddball here, is unrelenting blackened Speed Metal; which is enough to imply major ass kicking. Die already. . . .

—Misty Grey

—Veteris

DOPPELGANGERS XXVII

Three Doom bands. The first is a Lucifer's Fall self titled release—grabbing with a Heavy Metal uprise that funnels into awesome Doom. All Light Shall Fade is an epic leaner, meaner with its punch—the singing is half right for The Mad Mane Machine. Splashing with Rock and heavy Stoner is To the Fallen. This is priggish Doom waving a gavel at every perfunctory down-tuning.

—Lucifer's Fall
—Majesty in Ruin
—The Zenith

DOPPELGANGERS XXVI

  Fucking Old English. The shit that Doom and Black metal incessantly emulate—not far from the case here once the blast-heavy La Sanche release Death Magick instigates its BM tinges on this Demo. A live output from Right Hand of Doom—Doom that captures a psychedelic to space craft on Oasis of the White Palm. Endless dreams of evocation.

—La Sanche

—Right Hand of Doom

DOPPELGANGERS XXV

  Before Exodus' Tempo of the Damned cover was a Weird Tales pulp mag edition with an accompanying illustration—if the skeletal could harness temporal legions—wreathing under a witch's cloak; perhaps. A leap to what Eddie might develop into under a natural extension towards Thrash—horns and atrophying skin. Into the temple.

—Joseph Krucher

—Jowita Kamińska-Peruzzi

DOPPELGANGERS XXIV

 Judith beheading Holofernes has various depictions. Here are two of many—the first is the one The Mad Mane Machine presumed the most brutal. Coming second is another that appeared in a horror pulp magazine, even though the maiden seems to be doing the severing here—pure Victorian era, grandeur done away with.

—Artemisia Gentileschi

—Mary Byfield (for 'Penny Dreadful' magazine The Ghost 1983)

DOPPELGANGER XXIII

  With a circuit oriented logo, it's quite disappointing that MetaVoid is not sci-fi oriented. It could fall into the math fiction section to dispense. That creates a nice backlink to sci-fi. Sharing a hexahedron of the Metatron's Cube, they rep earth—blatantly—of the six elements. Geoda plays more extreme music—the two are progressive Metal bands.

—Djent
—Death Metal

DOPPELGANGERS XXII

  Spiral out-progresses itself on Mind Trip in A Minor! With an array of soulfully maneuvered styles; Psychedelic progressive Rock, Space- and copious Post-Rock oeuvres—the album is meant to be absorbed as a cataract-less stream. More than works.

   Omen throbs outwards splinting. Heralds of the un-Black Metal world, Antestor, permeate with a passaged dominance: A slight sympho work halfway through; atmospheric littering ahead, culminating with syncopation; Acoustics; And, violins.

  Featuring the artwork of Zdzisław Beksiński, The Horn Player.

—Art Rock
—Black Metal

 

DOPPELGANGERS XXI

  So much music, so little time! 1994 and music have always been on a measured breath, once uttered together. For Hip Hop it's the inescapable indispensable Big Apple boom bap—Illmatic. Out of countless imitators is an equal of listless (direct) influences.  This is a by no means exhaustive list.

  Some fun has been had.  And then some. . . . 

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DOPPELGANGERS XX

  This joke was supposed to have been a Folk Metal one. Even Black Metal could have been a closer call—the genre oftenly roots itself  in Mother Nature's aesthetics, sometimes even lyrically and to a huge degree sonically. That is the main idea here, rather than the slightly not-very-similar album art. Nature. Born in a Tomb and the atmospheric tinged Yggdrasil: Journey Throughout the Nine Worlds are both second release full-lengths from one-man outfits.

—Ossadogva

—Darkened Winter

DOPPELGANGERS XIX

  They are hats, but it is how they are worn. Or what kind of hat. The Lady With a Red Hat, fuckin' right Glenn Headly—Dirty Rotten Scoundrels. Below are two portrayals of what a woman ought to be, with Vita Sackville-West portrayed on the second item.

—William Strang
—Johannes Vermeer

 

DOPPELGANGERS XVIII

  Daybreak contributed this Powerviolence-heavy release to their God-tier split with The Ultimate Warriors; who deliver with massive Grindcore assault. As a lone offering, Convicted is the updated version of Cryptic Slaughter's . . . Convicted. In Grind we Crust!

—Powerviolence
—Crossover

DOPPELGANGERS XVII

  Fuck yeah Noise freaks. How about the closest resemblances an experimental Rap album could have to grimy, doomy, Swedeath? Perish by that shit. The curt angles of cassette reel and leaf mosaic. Only death is real. 

—Clipping
—Fange

DOPPELGANGERS XVI

  The whorl, the vortex. An influx, an out-pour. It's all spin. Faireless to the Flesh Perverted Taste's major release version is a close ringer of From Beyond.

—Resurrected
—Massacre

 

DOPPELGANGERS XV

  Super Black Thrash from Celtic Frost and Death Metal by Resurrected propagate pieces by H.R. Giger—Satan I & elusive Satan II. Resurrected's is a desiccate and decrepit demon as per album title: Faireless to the Flesh.

—To Mega Therion
—Faireless to the Flesh

DOPPELGANGERS XIV

  There is a variant to the extremely correctly arrayed similarity of little Robin's characters. The sleeve cover Robin has a nasolabial fold, shot from a slightly rightie angle. Screen Robin is expressionless faced.

  With a conveyance of Disco fashion assemblage, it's a wonder Prom Night made the little nailed-down portion to the reel. Or cover. Whichever.

—Prom Night

DOPPELGANGERS XIII

  From Realism to Pop Art . . . . Le Déjeuner Sur L'herbe. Other works here, with influences that found a way into science fiction. The artwork's interesting OG inspiration.

—Edouard Manet 1862
—Alain Jacquet 1964 (diptych)

DOPPELGANGERS XII

  Art and its influences, besides styles.

 —Robert Colescott
 —Pablo Picasso

 
 

DOPPELGANGERS XI

  From what I saw off Pentagrvm's work, the Metal element is not a mere coincidence. The music is instrumental, lo-fi, modern rap . And with an album titled Doomed . . . .

—Rap
—Funeral Doom