Each song on this album is a sinister journey on itself. With descending principles of lucid abandonment and mortuary gravity, the nefarious and excruciating elements that compose the harmonies embrace solitude and emptiness as the only acceptable realities, converging to a realm of unspeakable desolation, where the human presence is simply out of the equation. The atmosphere of solitary darkness, inhospitable hostility and perpetual isolation is so drastically conceived, that you feel yourself permanently involved by an ulterior dimension of infinite madness, somber frivolity and abnormal disgrace. Don’t dare to close your eyes while listening to this album, or you will definitely feel yourself transported to a malignant parallel universe of unimaginable expansive confinement.
The artist really knows how to create an effectively dark and sinister atmosphere. His technical devices are simple, but his musical abilities are profound and graciously hallucinating. Gaetir The Mountainkeeper definitely knows how to perfectly sculpt anomalous, but subtle harmonious disturbances. He skilfully defines his own personal style, more grounded in a psychological and inner suggestive alliance of fear – that can be just imaginary –, than the proximity of fear on itself.
Fornjörð definitely departs from a very consistent and original premise. Gaetir The Mountainkeeper is a very creative and authentic artist, capable of redefining the genre in a very discreet proposition, astutely conceiving a more fearful, obscure and deceptive, but concomitantly more humane, tangible and credible expressive phenomena, delivering dark ambient as an intuitive conjuncture of sophisticated standards, grounded on more elegant, mysterious, original and unknowingly unprecedented elements, than what we are used to experience.