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Ladies and gentlemen, I regret to inform you about one of the most shocking things ever: Moonspell has officially been led astray. Indeed, there is no doubting “Night Eternal” causes gawking gazes when flung amongst the other incantations we’ve been exposed to, as experts and fans alike are baffled by its massive unoriginality; I’ve heard this enchantment before, and so have you. Essentially, our little estrangement acts unusually generic in most areas, setting off several alarms of indulging upon one’s own body, much like stuck-up vanity, which is the name of the game here. While normally entertaining and dynamic, “Night Eternal” eclipses over all that goodness previously spawned from godly spoonfuls like “Wolfheart,” and fundamentally rapes what we’ve grown to love from the spell’s not-so-eternal blessing.
Moonspell is clearly a band that has no struggles forging many obscure sounds into one hardy base, but “Night Eternal” represents their ultimate failure at connecting such influences, which can be heard by nearly every presented performance. Tremolo pick after tremolo pick, I can feel my spirit knowing every guitar note like I’ve heard it before, but that is not the case. I’m no clairvoyant, therefore, it’s obviously predictable poop; a few good riffs here and there, yet nothing shoot-your-load worthy. Also, bland verse-chorus-end formulas plague each tune like a cold in your work place, not to mention they never push their stupid simplicity away for something better. The final conclusion: just mediocre self-worshiping throughout. Uncle Fernando still sounds fantastic as expected, but he certainly cannot aid these remaining full-grown men in battle; this isn’t Halo 3, you twats!
Truth is, there really aren’t any vomit-inducing moments, yet a few instances get terribly close. For example, the title track is pretty much a typical tune you’d expect from these guys, now including a revolution around chorus-orientation, instrumental bridges that cause sleepiness, and generally bad performances on every perimeter. Of course, one bad egg can’t spoil the whole omelet, but when seven of the nine eggs appear rundown from molesting simplicity and avoiding poetic springs, you can expect a little chat with the chef, if you know what I mean. Case in point, a good song once every twenty minutes or so, and the rest just seems too bland for its own good. Things are looking grim, folks.
After indulging myself in "Night Eternal," I’m left wondering a few things: what happened to my Moonspell? Where’s the artistic edge that drove "Wolfheart" straight into golden pastures? How come there’s such a lack of intensity, as compared to releases like "Under Satanae" that applied it throughout? Why did they utilize minimal effort instead of actually attacking their typical excellence? Simply put, there are just too many problems with “Night Eternal” on so many levels, and it’s painfully clear that Moonspell has officially lost its way; a fate this great band had easily dodged countless times throughout their early days, experimentation, and a risky combination of both. Overall, there’s no magic left in the spell, and the night eternally pours upon Portugal’s faction like a never-ending storm, so only dive in if you have hope; everyone else should calmly avoid this curse.
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