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Dawn Of The Exultants And The Hunt For The Shepherd

BY LUKAS HARTMANN
Battlesnake — Dawn Of The Exultants And The Hunt For The Shepherd album artwork
Battlesnake — Dawn Of The Exultants And The Hunt For The Shepherd album artwork

Battlesnake's latest offering, \"Dawn Of The Exultants And The Hunt For The Shepherd,\" is an ambitious, if somewhat uneven, expedition into the territory of high-concept heavy metal. Clocking in at just over thirty-five minutes, it avoids the bloat of contemporary progressive projects, yet manages to feel dense. However, this density comes from a deliberate choice to prioritise technical complexity over melodic accessibility—a gamble that results in a polarizing listening experience.

From the opening notes of "Dawn of the Exultants," it is clear that the band aims for an imposing atmosphere. The production is crisp and clinical, ensuring every double-kick kick and syncopated riff is audible. Yet, there is a risk with such sterile clarity; it occasionally strips away the raw aggression required to make heavy metal feel visceral. The guitars are sharp, but the sheer volume of technical flourishes sometimes muddies the primary melodic hooks.

Complexity is not a substitute for cohesion; here, the mechanics are impressive but the engine often stalls.

"The Fathers Of Iron Flesh" serves as an excellent demonstration of the band's proficiency in structured chaos. The transition from the crushing weight of the verses into the more fluid instrumental sections shows a high level of musicianship. However, the transition between these movements feels somewhat mechanical. It is as if the band is checking boxes on a technical blueprint rather than following an organic emotional arc.

As we move into the middle section of the record, specifically "Shepherd Hunter" and "Beelzebugs Nativity," the songwriting takes a more experimental turn. Here, the time signatures become increasingly erratic. While these moments show great promise, they also highlight the album's primary flaw: at times, it feels as though the band is performing for other musicians rather than a general audience. The complexity of "Beelzebug II" is impressive, but its brevity suggests it may have been trimmed during the mixing stage to avoid overstaying its welcome.

"Murder Machine" provides a jarring shift in pace, offering a more traditional hard rock framework compared to the preceding tracks. It is arguably the most cohesive piece on the album, as the riff-driven momentum remains consistent from start to finish. Sadly, it feels like an outlier rather than a core component of the album's stylistic identity. Contrast this with "Fowl of the South," where the interplay between guitars becomes so intricate that the vocal presence is nearly submerged.

Towards the finale, \"The Borning of the Golden God" and "Aurous Automatic" showcase the band's capability for atmospheric world-building. These tracks lean into the 'heavy metal' half of their genre description more than the 'hard rock.' Nevertheless, the sonic palette feels somewhat repetitive by this stage; we have heard these textures before in tracks like \"Sanctum Robotos.\" The repetition is intended to create a sense of scale, but it can also lead to listener fatigue.

The album concludes with "Moto Exordium," a grand finale that successfully ties the disparate threads together. It provides a necessary resolution to the convoluted journey of the preceding tracks. However, looking at the record as a cohesive whole, there is a palpable sense that Battlesnake would benefit from more 'breathing room.' Many of the high-concept ideas are lost in the constant stream of technical execution.

In summary, \"Dawn Of the Exultants And the Hunt for the Shepherd" is a competent display of technical prowess. The performances across all instruments are proficient, and the production is undeniably high-quality. Yet, it falls short of greatness because it prioritizes complexity as a primary goal rather than a secondary tool. It is an impressive exercise in heavy metal construction, but one that occasionally lacks the soul to make it truly memorable.

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