The Nefilim


Reviewed by ErisX

This was the first thing I heard from Carl McCoy, and as an introduction to Fields of the Nephilim it was completely off the wall. What's more, it's NOT Fields of the Nephilim, at all, really. It took me weeks to get to the point of liking it. It was heavy, dark, brutush, it grates on the nerves, is full of dank wet mystery and is nearly completely incomprehensible to the untrained; its method is a freight train into the soul and its point is obscure... but irresistable.

All of that said, it's still one of the finest moments in the man's catalog. Knowing more now than I did then about Carl McCoy's history, and having heard everything released (officially and otherwise), I have complete understanding of why he felt it necessary, and even more to the point, why this is not a Fields of the Nephilim project. The Wrights were not capable of following him into those dark waters - or perhaps they simply didn't want to.

If you like death metal, you'll probably love this album. If you enjoy cathartic rants and occult allusion, you will probably find this album one of the finest in the genre. If you are unschooled and think of the occult as drug-inspired stupidity, as so many of the inexperienced and uneducated do, you'd best simply stay away.

There are reviews of this album out there that go over each of the tunes, in detail and in depth, and give us interpretations and suggestions for content and meaning. If that's what you want, go thou and seek them out. MY point is that this album kicks arse, generally and specifically. If you like this sort of thing and intend to use your music to take you places, buy three copies (they're cheap, more's the pity).

Enough! Where's the absinthe?