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The Circle is the most recent album by German Post Metal group Heretoir, released on March 24. Sixty five minutes long, the record has eleven tracks: Alpha, The White, Inhale, Golden Dust, My Dreams Are Lights In The Sky, XIX XXI XIV, Exhale, Eclipse, Laniakea Dances (Soleils Couchants), Fading With The Grey and The Circle (Omega). An album full of rich harmonies, The Circle has an exacerbated and vivacious brilliance shaping the mordacious creativity of the sound. Although the musical direction is sometimes too predictable, there is a charming, philosophical and condescending beauty in the overall perception of the melodies.
The songs, in general, are beautiful, with delicate and poetic insurrections expanded throughout the light of perennial intonations of quiet and peaceful lucidity, widespread in the sensational and humane sensibility of a very cohesive, opalescent and carefully detailed structure, with angelical and poetic passages similar to religious anthems. With intensely philosophical overtones, and a profound immersion into the quest of the human spirit, Heretoir creates a fugacious and ephemeral bridge towards the restless triumph of an everlasting sorrow, that corrodes the strength and the perseverance of our derelict personal universes. Like a perseverant warrior that bravely emerges from the dust, their music seems to be motivated by the hopeful desire to wake humankind from its stupor and lethargy. And yet, strangely enough, despite the subjective message implicit in the poetic, serene and melancholic atmosphere of their music, there is an art for the art’s sake component, ardently projecting its outstanding ambitions from the crest of the sound, to the higher grounds of their style.
Unfortunately, with longer tracks and slow harmonies, the album can be quite tedious, and some passages in particular are so extensively calm and serene that the style resembles more soft rock than actual post metal. Nevertheless, these demerits are not sufficient to diminish the importance and the formidable qualities displayed by the band in this extraordinary album. With its fair share of rapid, lancinating, infuriating and aggressive moments as well, the record overflows with a vast amount of principles and sensibilities, impossible to deny or to forget.
In the end, The Circle can be classified, with the restless vigor of its incommensurable beauty – and despite some minor deficiencies – as a prudent, artistic and exceptional album, with epic and proverbial intonations. Sometimes, more is less, and I can’t avoid thinking that, if the album was a little bit shorter, then it could have been a masterpiece.
Wagner
The songs, in general, are beautiful, with delicate and poetic insurrections expanded throughout the light of perennial intonations of quiet and peaceful lucidity, widespread in the sensational and humane sensibility of a very cohesive, opalescent and carefully detailed structure, with angelical and poetic passages similar to religious anthems. With intensely philosophical overtones, and a profound immersion into the quest of the human spirit, Heretoir creates a fugacious and ephemeral bridge towards the restless triumph of an everlasting sorrow, that corrodes the strength and the perseverance of our derelict personal universes. Like a perseverant warrior that bravely emerges from the dust, their music seems to be motivated by the hopeful desire to wake humankind from its stupor and lethargy. And yet, strangely enough, despite the subjective message implicit in the poetic, serene and melancholic atmosphere of their music, there is an art for the art’s sake component, ardently projecting its outstanding ambitions from the crest of the sound, to the higher grounds of their style.
Unfortunately, with longer tracks and slow harmonies, the album can be quite tedious, and some passages in particular are so extensively calm and serene that the style resembles more soft rock than actual post metal. Nevertheless, these demerits are not sufficient to diminish the importance and the formidable qualities displayed by the band in this extraordinary album. With its fair share of rapid, lancinating, infuriating and aggressive moments as well, the record overflows with a vast amount of principles and sensibilities, impossible to deny or to forget.
In the end, The Circle can be classified, with the restless vigor of its incommensurable beauty – and despite some minor deficiencies – as a prudent, artistic and exceptional album, with epic and proverbial intonations. Sometimes, more is less, and I can’t avoid thinking that, if the album was a little bit shorter, then it could have been a masterpiece.
Wagner
