With all of the bands that try to put together new sounds and new landscapes, nothing seems to be shocking anymore. We are all privileged enough to live in an age where hybrid crossover material is quickly consumed. Yet there’s still something primal, exquisite, and more dangerous about Igorrr than the rest of the experimental crowd. This is music to keep you at the edge of your seat.
A tough one to accurately describe without going the ole song-by-song route (something we don’t really prescribe to here at DR), but sometimes an album is best left to be experienced first-hand by the listener. Know that you’ll hear a wide blend of styles, both within metal and outside of it (folk, baroque, and electronic, as a starting point), and that the changes as each song progresses will not come in the manner you might expect. Operatic female voices share the playing field with intense screams and growls only makes the album’s movement from place to place more exhilarating, making things feel more chaotic or serene given the moment. Let’s just take one track and dissect it a bit: “Houmous.” Some intricate yet bouncy, folk begins things and they slowly escalate to blastbeats and frenzied screams. Then some operatic vocals and touches along with electronic elements beginning to take over to a near-cinematic climax. Eventually you’ll come across a chicken and some 8-bit chiptunes before the track comes to an end. If you think that sounds appealing, wait until you hear the rest.
Numerous “what the hell” moments will define the first listen, and it goes without say that some will find the sheer notion of the album to be a bit much. This is a challenging album, and some of its maniacal genius is only going to reveal itself to those who wish it to. This is thinking-folks’ music, particularly if they are a little twisted. That demographic will have a field day with the ins-and-outs of Savage Sinusoid.