Just when you thought the fetid underbelly of extreme metal couldn’t get any more spiteful or misanthropic, along come Dragged Into Sunlight: four Liverpudlian lunatics desperate to remodel your face. They say: “A sound akin to snapping the bones of the weak and crushing their shrunken skulls.” We say: “One of the most immersive and harrowing extreme metal bands in the UK.” Put the two together and you get pure aural assault.
Dragged Into Sunlight: Widowmaker
Ultra-bleak Liverpudlians turn the tables
No sooner had they carved out their credentials, however, than mutterings about change began. Combining doom, death, black and sludge metal, their fawned-over 2009 debut, Hatred For Mankind, was a 10-ton juggernaut of hate so impossible to follow that they haven’t even tried. So if all you’re looking for is Part Two, prepare to be disappointed. Possibly.
A single 40-minute track broken into three sections, Widowmaker abandons black metal almost entirely, with doom, sludge and even apocalyptic post-rock atmospheres dominating a desolate, desperate trawl through depression and death. The blatant misanthropy of their debut has been turned in on itself, uncovering a profound self-loathing. Whether they continue down this dismal path or redirect their ire at the rest of us, the results are sure to be devastating.
For now, this is a markedly altered experience – there’s a full 15 minutes of clean guitar soundscapes before vocalist T even opens his mouth, and almost nothing tempo-wise above a mid-paced trundle. After a mid-section that’s relentless if carefully reined in, the climax when it comes is surprisingly forgiving. It’s more like a rap over the knuckles than full-on assault, but a brave move nonetheless.