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Boomkat Product Review:
Now for some reason Striborg seems to get blasted by critics all over the web and I can't understand it. Tasmanian loner Sin Nanna has been busying himself producing the darkest, most singular black metal imaginable for many years now, and each and every time a record of his makes its way into the world I get shivers down my spine. He has such a specific way of producing, of writing that it sounds like nothing else on earth; it sounds at all times like being trapped in the cold, alone in the dark, frozen in the middle of a dense forest or trapped many miles beneath the surface of the sea and in that I just want to listen again and again. So the production may be murky and impenetrable at times, but this isn't pop music kiddies, this is black metal, it ain't supposed to be an easy ride. People have levelled that Nanna just rips of Burzum and of course there are similarities, but 'Nefaria' isn't just a mindless rip-off of 'Filosofem', it goes much deeper than that and to my mind Striborg just sounds like Striborg. The 'Nefaria' half of this release is possibly the strongest, this is the new album and sounds a lot more developed than on previous form, most interestingly adding real drums in place of the more typical cycling drum machines we have grown to love. The tracks are effortlessly heavy, and as always are punctuated by more ambient work which serve to give Lynchian respite in a wold of distorted evil. The second half of the album is a re-issue of Striborg's 1995 demo 'A Tragic Journey Towards the Light' (which was originally released under his Kathaaria moniker) and is as abstract and poorly recorded as black metal gets... that might not sound like praise but tape recorded nastiness is exactly what I want to hear right now and there's nobody doing it quite as well as Sin Nanna. Lo-fi is where it's at, and hearing pure evil through a saturated cassette tape only serves to enhance its blackened nature. It's like how the half-seen apparition is a lot more frightening than the one in plain sight - this is Striborg, and he's here to take you to a distant cave of pure despair.