Daenacteh is a melodeath record at it’s core, but augmented with so many other elements it’s become it’s own unique monster. The orchestral accompaniments, which are both omnipresent and superbly executed, seem of the Italian neo-classical school of Septicflesh and Fleshgod, but MENA-tinged like Aeternam. The riffs—and there is a Dostoyevsky-sized amount here—sound like a less thrashy Blood Red Throne or a groovier Stortregn. There are shades of tech-death in the airtight performance of skinsman Einar Hasselberg Petersen, and proggy excursions in the longform tracks “Dhariyan” and “Daughters of the Desert,” but the band never fully explode into histrionics or wankery. This compositional restraint pays dividends, because Daenacteh comes off as a finely honed blade, razor-sharp in both riff and runtime, and indicative of a band operating at their highest level.
It’s remarkable how Deception are able to harness different iterations of metal and organically layer them into their compositions. Eschewing an instrumental introduction—which I would expect given the concept-driven nature of the album—“Sulphur Clouds” annihilates the silence with tremolos and crashing orchestral hits the moment you press play. One may think this a standard symphonic death record until the verse riff plunges into a knuckle-dragging chug worthy of Ashes of the Wake-era Lamb of God. This stylistic whiplash, which in lesser hands often seems clumsy or full of seams, always feels intentional throughout Daenacteh. From the plaintive piano opening of “Iblis’ Mistress,” breaking up the jab-hook of the opening tracks, to the downtempo crushing doom of the chorus on “Assailants” and the proggy off-kilter rhythms of “Be Headed On Your Way,” Deception have a question, answer and mic-drop for every turn-of-style they present. Even the eau-du-djent sprinkled over the end of “Iblis’ Mistress” feels correctly seated, adding a layer of groove and stank to an already standout track.
Not content with proving their ability to solder styles together, Deception work in a myriad of compositional forms as well. Normally I’d expect an adherence to a more standard verse-chorus format from a melodeath record, and while this is on display (“King of Salvation,” “Assailants”) it’s the exception and not the rule. “Dhariyan” packs a 7 minute wallop into the back end of the album with a form that’s so varied it feels through-composed, detouring through circling guitar solos and unexpected tempo/meter changes, including a nerve-racking extended dissonance propelled by Johnsen’s enveloping roar. Special acclamation is reserved for the vocalist and orchestral arranger; the symphonics are undoubtedly the fifth member of the band, cementing the MENA influence and lending greater dynamic shape to the music (“Sulphur Clouds,” “Dhariyan,” the coda of “Daughters of the Desert”). If I work very hard I can find some nitpicks with closer “Daughters of the Desert.” The song’s climactic build has a guitar solo shoehorned in it’s middle, and the transitions between sections show more seams than other tracks, but these are cosmetic blemishes at best. The longer I sat with Daenacteh the harder it was for me to find fault in their process or product, a rare experience for this reviewer.
Deception have—up to this moment—flown under the radar of this blog, an oversight I aim to rectify in the future. The Stavager quartet have crafted a meticulous and shape-shifting record, possessing ingenuity and workmanship alike. I have to give Daenacteh my full-throated recommendation for fans of melodeath, MENA-death, tech-death, hell, any kind of death; there’s something for you to like here. I look forward to returning to the sandswept world of Daenacteh often, and expect it duke it out for a spot on my year-end list.
Rating: 4.0/5.0
DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Mighty Music | Target Group (Physical) | Bandcamp (Digital)
Websites: facebook.com | Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: March 22, 2024
