Gatecreeper – Deserted

Gatecreeper - Deserted

Have you ever hoped that two things you love dearly would make a beautiful lovechild? Death-doom is that child, and full of hopes and dreams, it has birthed Deserted by Gatecreeper. Attachez vos tuques!

A well-curated record of the satisfying junction between doom and death metal. Slow heavy riffs claiming the most classic heavy metal feel, paired with deep rolling vocals and perfectly timed double-bass drum await inside the world of Gatecreeper, whom with much influence through both sub-genres, has perfectly combined the two.

Deserted shows an obvious refining in skill and channels clearly into what seems to be a denser, more purified version of the band’s work. The sub-genres are marrying happily into a well-balanced record that feels stable in continuity, enough so there is a cohesive atmosphere created, instead of just sounding repetitive. However, that line is quite thin and can become a bit invisible at times closer to the start of the album. These moments are then met by the wonderful timing of those slow doom-ey riffs we crave and vocal tricks you can’t possibly figure out how to do yourself, for you might rip your throat right off your body.

All the tracks are equally exciting, and the band’s skill as a metal ensemble is pretty much undeniable. It’s hard not to love the relentless drive of their work and even harder not to appreciate such an effort in a unique direction. Besides the fact that we’re talking about perfect timing technically, we’re also acknowledging great timing in song structure. Right when you need a little heavy, you’ve got it. A bit more growls that make your skin tingle, there you go. Maybe need a little slow transcending doom, you’ve fuckin’ got it!

Puny earphones are not enough for this; you’re going to want the loudest, most heavily inclined devices to do this one justice, or better yet, pray to Satan that you’ll be blessed with a Gatecreeper show where they are to play all of Deserted in its entirety. In my dreams, I’m already there.

Written by Talia Plante
*edited by Mike Milito

About Talia Plante 49 Articles
A classically trained pianist from the Laval suburbs, Talia sees no other clear path in life other than her passion for music. An experienced music teacher and social bird, she seizes any opportunity to be with others. Being an avid psychonaut and lover of emotional connection, she can often be found at parties of any variety, likely rubbing her face on cats she’s allergic to, or somehow slipping into conversation that black metal and baroque music are really just close cousins. Her lifetime favourites include Black Sabbath and Liszt, and anything even remotely psychedelic, doom, or stoner-like. Her current dreams are to become the modern day Mary Poppins (umbrella and children’s laughter included), buy a van to drive across any drive-able land, and spread sunshine wherever she goes. If spotted in the wild, the best way to make her smile is to ask her anything…or offer some cheese.

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