Bust out your dream catchers and maybe some rolling papers (even if just for good tobacco).
Wayfarer play a yearning blend of stretched out and post-rock influenced
black metal and epic atmospheric blend. The Colorado background puts them in
a unique place in metal, songs evoking the dry American West as much as a
sense of striving and loneliness. Order it HERE.
This album is a great place to lose or find yourself for awhile.
It isn’t like the Satanic brutality of Behexen or more traditional BM (save perhaps the faster intro to “All Lost In Aimless Chaos”), more akin to Vallendusk or Agalloch but not as esoteric, somewhere perhaps in between the stirring yet dissonant marches of Across Tundras and The Flight Of Sleipner’s epic and drawn out sense of submission to the natural cosmos…but with more black metal roots.
More coherent than the nonetheless excellent Children Of The Iron Age, the new
Wayfarer retains the pensive qualities of the band but tightens the
performances and ups the focus on the soulful strength at the heart of the
tunes rather than stretching almost every song to the ten minute mark. The
two minute “Frontiers” is practically a spaghetti western interlude (though
it does last two minutes and kind of reminds me of Duane Denison’s Tomahawk
“Old Soul’s New Dawn” is the key track and fittingly the album title comes
from it. 11:43 does make it one of the longer songs, but the band are in
prime form and make their case for this style of metal passionately. There is
never a moment that they don’t sound like a tribe working in conjunction. No
showboating just a rock solid group dynamic towards a common goal. Thumping
tribal drums, glistening argent highlights and acoustic moments , chugging
and dissonant unison parts and the relentless forward momentum akin to
slumping in your saddle but still going, looking for water as faith is
“Catcher” will likely be a single, a more straight forward style song for this band and only around five minutes. A simpler but effective and catchy riff alternates with a somewhat similar yet lower and more evil progression which suitably has more low growled near deathvocals than I recall hearing from these guys before.
“Deathless Tundra” is beautiful, isolated and evocative. It almost reminds me of Mogwai albeit more American before the band make great use of empty space in a section leading up to the two minute mark where the band drop back in in full and carry out more of the dissonant chords and plowing rhythms they are hailed for. This section also has some kick ass bass augmentation and everyone’s tones are fire. I would love to see these guys play with Hypothermia or even The Atlas Moth. They could all complimentone another well.
All in all this record makes me long for the empty spaces in North America where you can perhaps forget how many strip malls there are and the horror of what humans are doing to the planet. The best compliment I can give it is hat Wayfarer have made an album quite good enough to use up your time here retreating into, like a strange cocoon that nonetheless sings to the open spaces in the soul. The light of recognition in the eyes of a loyal animal, best friend or even lover who shares a secret and unspoken knowledge with you that time is sacred