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Ennui - The Last Way

no soil for your grave - 90%

sofyamadness, December 25th, 2013

Talking about Georgia the first things to recur could be Orthodox Christianity and old churches, flavored vine, enigmatic landscapes or whatever, but by all means metal would be somewhere at the bottom of the list. But when we talk of Georgian extreme metal music, ENNUI – this young but powerful funeral doom duet – definitely must be on the first place. After all, it is amazing and inspirational, when you can find precious things in very unpredictable places, for instance to discover true funeral doom in the land of sun and polyphonic singing…

The second ENNUI album titled “The Last Way”, released via MFL Records (Moscow Funeral League) a year after the debut, is not an easy record in terms of perception. From the very first moments the listener, astonished by unpretentious yet disturbing opening could start thinking: “Is THIS really going to last 75 minutes?!” and - yes, it is.

Under the plane though stylish and promissory cover 75 minutes of inconsolable grief and sharp pain repose. Like any other masterpiece, this album is enough serious and complicated to be comprehended from the very first listening. With such records it usually happens like the first time you just get accustomed to the material, the second time you adapt, and only then, after having listened to the album for the third or fourth time, you enter the dark abyss of sorrow and sink in the ocean of woe. It requires a special state of mind and soul to get to the very depth of it. “The Last Way” is not the record for background listening, as it compels one to reflect upon grave issues as eternity, desolation and death as a completion. This earnest mood is firmly supported by the lyrics, which is all written in Georgian (thanks guys for the translations  ), and the language adds manifest mystery to the album in general.

One of the features, which makes the record as sophisticated as it truly is, – lack of keyboards, which were used in a masterly manner on the first album “Mze Ukunisa”. It is a challenging step to give up keyboards, since now the task of creating atmosphere and leading the listener falls mostly upon the guitar parts. Nevertheless the task was brilliantly fulfilled, and every song is embellished with appropriate riffs and melodies. It might seem that the music should have become more ascetic and restrained, though in this case this kind of “primitivism” – hardly this word can be used here but if you know what I mean - adds solemnity and tragic emotional content. It makes the listener concentrate on the song itself, as the music neatly maneuvers from painful monotony to slack evolution and back and forth. The genius of the album lies at the bottom of the balance between harassing and sometimes even annoying slowness on the one hand and unpredictable bright melodies on the other. This surreal, sullen but devilishly magnetic musical painting is crowned with strident growling vocals, which perfectly fit the music and do not attract the listener’s attention more as it should, but emphasize the emotional component of the album. So, there is simply nothing to add or to take away – every song is organic and complete.

Overall “The Last Way” leaves quite compound feelings of mortification, despair and…ecstasy. Closer to the end of the album a slight feeling of depressive numbness appears, and well… isn't it an ultimate aim of any piece of music to touch the very nerves inside, influence the inner depths of your immortal soul and make you shiver with every following chord? After listening to “The Last Way” you do feel sort of a desire to walk this “way” one more time. This “way” is hard at the beginning, beautifully depressed in the middle and stately dramatic in the end and it is definitely worth going through.