A mind-expanding contrast is created where the guitar work stretches forward to embrace a mutating modernity still in becoming, while the rest of the band regresses backward into a primeval pandemonium of carpet-bombing hammer blasts, searing basslines, and soul-tearing death grunts. This contrast between the album’s transformative articulation and its visceral adherence to primitivism and barbarity is what makes “Rivalry of Thyself” such an abomination unto itself. A defiant, dark death metal monstrosity that harkens back to a familiar golden age of extreme metal just as it evokes sinister presages of a future form of evolved, lightless death metal still all in becoming.
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