I haven’t found Opus Contra Naturam to be a great or solemn work, although this album is undoubtedly full of qualities. Impeccable on each and every technical aspect that you can think of, to say the least, these musicians have a precise outlook about what they want to achieve. Endlessly and tirelessly exploring all the possibilities unraveled by their infinitely creative ever flowing harmonies, Gaung is a band that dives hard on musical experimentation, foreseeing all the probabilities offered by their peculiar perspectives on sonorous shape and composition.
The negative aspect of Gaung’s music is the fact that some melodies are thoroughly exaggerated, and too extensive to be endured with patience by any listener. Remembering a lot psychedelic rock groups from the seventies – that displayed similar musical traces in their work, and probably influenced the band – Gaung unfortunately seems sometimes to lose itself in a labyrinth of excruciating experimentation, where time never passes, and monotony is the greatest ordeal of the day.
Obviously, the musicians that integrate this band are exceedingly skilled, talented, extraordinary and competent. What they do, no ordinary musicians would be able to execute. Nevertheless, despite their virtuosity and hugely vast creativity, Gaung seems to lose itself in an endless labyrinth of monotony and repetitiveness. In what concerns audacity and experimentation, they certainly deserve the highest score possible. But the final result, unfortunately, proved itself to be a somewhat tedious album that, despite having excellent passages and amazingly well-written guitar lines, do revolve too much in an indistinct sonorous circumference, that seems to be nowhere, most of the time.