Review: Taake – En Skog av Nidstang
English: There are bands that, after decades, mainly live off their past. Fortunately, Taake is not one of them. Hoest has now
English: There are bands that, after decades, mainly live off their past. Fortunately, Taake is not one of them. Hoest has now
English: Mist hangs low over a deserted landscape. In the distance stand shapes that could be trees, gravestones or merely shadows, and
English: Some prophecies are meant as warnings, while others seem to eagerly await the moment when everything finally goes wrong. With a
English: There is something old and restless hanging over Verbolgen. Not the kind of antiquity that hides behind exaggerated medieval decoration, but
English: Tornekrans needs very little time to make its intentions clear. After the short, folk-tinged intro Ultreia, the door is kicked wide
English: Lava does not have to flow continuously to prove it is still alive beneath the surface. Sometimes, a subtle tremor in
English: Ancient mountain passes, forgotten shrines, and legends whispered through the forests have long shaped the cultural identity of the Alps. Even
English: There are albums that confront you head-on with sheer aggression, and there are albums that slowly tighten their grip until escape
English: Blood slowly disappears into the earth. What remains are stories that time reshapes into legends, rituals, and memories that refuse to
English: Ruins often tell richer stories than monuments that still stand untouched. Crumbling churches, abandoned cemeteries, and forgotten stone walls bear the