The debut effort from Providence, Rhode Island’s sludged-out, psychotic doom duo The Body is proof positive that, sometimes, a mere genre label simply will not do. Sure, The Body definitely has a firm grasp on doom and sludge roots, but within the seven tracks found on All Of The Waters Of The Earth Turn To Blood (At A Loss Recordings), it is evident that these guys have much more up their collective sleeve than tradition. The band vows to crush the weak and false in the world of metal and with their first record, deliver quite the punch to the oblivious faces of posers everywhere.
The opening number, “A Body” starts things off by setting an eerie, albeit misleadingly somber tone with chanting (provided by the Assembly of Light Chior) well up to the seven-minute mark of the nearly ten-minute track, before switching gears for a pummeling and distortion-soaked close. “The Curse” rolls in with building percussion to introduce abrasive riff work and screamed vocals that conjure a chaotic mood. This idea carries over into the next track, “Empty Hearth” which also lends a hypnotic, yet completely incoherent vocal passage (imagine being at an auction where the crowd is being lashed into submission) into the dissonant fold. On “Even The Saints Knew Their Hour Of Failure And Loss”, a vibe somewhat reminiscent of Through Silver In Blood-era Neurosis sets in quick accompanied by chanting and more of the tortured-scream vocals The Body does very well throughout the remainder of the recording.
It seems with this record, The Body had no real traditional formula in mind. Mood, pace and volume fluctuate with an end result that is jarring and at times, unexpected. Song length ranges from just over four minutes to nearly fourteen (as with monstrous, noise-splattered closer “Lathspell I Name You”). However, with all of its gear-changes, All Of The Waters Of The Earth Turn To Blood never really loses an ounce of its ability to put the listener through the ringer, and leave them asking for seconds.
If you’re a fan of Sunn 0))) or (like this reviewer), the previously-mentioned Neurosis, then The Body’s brand of surreal and experimental lunacy is right up your alley. There is no break in the brain-scrambling headtrip here. This record will undoubtedly leave you feeling beaten and tired, as if The Body had maintained a tight grip on your wrist throughout the journey, ranging from ambient to purely insane, and all the while there’s a smile on your face. So, what are you waiting for?