Halloween is nearly upon us so it’s about time that I wrote my review of Salem‘s debut which has caused such a stir on the interwebs of late, especially after a certain video. It’s an assault of distorted bass, hip-hop-esque beats and slowed, haunting vocals that will evoke a religious, spiritual soul in even the staunchest of athiests, such as that writing this.
It could soundtrack that bad trip, the endless hole as your fingers bleed scrabbling at the dirt walls, but somehow, somewhere along the line I find myself drawn to it. Or maybe that should be drawn into it, as it it spits between deepened, darkened hip hop of Trapdoor, the noise that you find yourself wading through to find the melody in Hound, and the undeniable beauty that is King Night.
This isn’t an album for you to love, but one to appreciate – and the ungodly din that is the only way I can describe a couple of the songs, like Release Da Boar, only serve to elevate other like Traxx that do soar and will melt your heart.
