Bloody Dreams

Bloody Dreams

Devil Master founder and guitarist Francis “Darkest Prince” Kano aspires to the staying power of folk music and the poetry of Yeats, but he’s still a creature of modern times. His Philly black-metal punks may have a proclivity for capes and candlelight, but they still rock leather jackets and use electricity. It’s this dichotomy that drives Bloody Dreams. The album opens with “You Worms’ Vain Delusions,” which sees vocalist/bassist Max “Disembody Through Unparalleled Pleasure” Hamell spitting filth over hyper-speed Christian Death guitars. “Trembling at Dusk” whirls under psychedelic duress like Rudimentary Peni slam-dancing with Mayhem while “Sex with Succubus” invokes early Bathory and terrible weather. The two-part title track lurches into a maelstrom of pained screeches and guitar squalls, with occasional bursts of haunted-house noise and gurgled spoken word before kicking into a familiar punk chord sequence and what sounds like a theremin detour. Then a woman starts talking about violet mists and leather-bound tomes. The 11-minute closer starts off like a medieval adventure, complete with flute accompaniment and marching-band drums, before dispensing with the pageantry (mostly) and getting down to black metal-punk business. And then bringing back the pageantry. Call it a musical palindrome for the ren-faire/corpse-paint set; Devil Master call it “Farewell Waltz to Unfortune’s Palace.”