Published on Feb 1, 2005
In the field of black metal, it would be hard to argue whether
there has ever been any band blacker than Mayhem. Fans of the genre
know the story: vocalist Dead committed suicide in 1991 (and it is
alleged that drummer Hellhammer made a necklace from some of Dead’s
skull fragments and guitarist Euronymous cooked and ate parts of
Dead’s brain), and Euronymous was killed by then-bassist Count
Grishnackh in 1993.
While I’ve never been a big fan of the black metal genre, I’ve
found a few discs over the years that I’ve enjoyed. But
U.S. Legions, the group’s 2001 release combining live and
preproduction tracks, is little more than a sonic slaughterhouse
that is relentless in its attack.
Of the seven live tracks, one does have to admire the way that
Mayhem is able to pull these songs off live. After all, there does
have to be some musicianship and skill to play this intense and
fast, and pull it off flawlessly outside of the studio. If only
this made tracks like “Fall Of Seraphs,” “To Daimonion” or
“Chainsaw Gutfuck” any more interesting to listen to. Vocalist
Maniac often sounds like he needs an aspirator to clear his throat
as he screeches unintelligible lyrics over the frantic drum work of
Hellhammer. Guitarist Blasphemer and bassist Necrobutcher provide
the rest of the onslaught, but don’t do anything to pull themselves
out of the sonic muck.
The studio tracks, if anything, are more polished than their
live brethren, and are a little clearer — that is, except in the
vocal department, where it seems even a lyric sheet would be so
much gobbledygook. The only real highlight comes in “Completion” —
no, not the physical ending of the album (though that ranked a
close second) but the song, which features the most musicianship of
them all and dares to suggest that Mayhem doesn’t have to play
10,000 beats a minute to be heavy.
Of course, fans of Mayhem and the black metal genre will find
things to like about
U.S. Legions that the casual observer doesn’t see – and the
more power to them. But from this vantage point, all I see is a
disc that fails to entertain.