‘We are enabled to apprehend at all what is sublime and noble only by the perpetual instilling and drenching of the reality that surrounds us. We can never have enough of nature.’
Featuring members of Odal and previously known as Sterbend Besungen, Wolfhetan play Black Metal – fed by the fuel of Paganism, Nature and Great Fucking Metal. The list of comparisons is (inevitably) endless, conjuring fond memories of ‘Bergtatt’ era Ulver and early Bathory, even the austerity of early Drudkh (‘Autumn Aurora’/’Forgotten Legends’). What drew my interest to Wolfhetan is the actual musicianship, not one part of the album feels contrived or out of place – the music feels as natural as their ideology. The grandeur in nature, the old Gods, the mysticism of moonlit ritual enclaves, the gnarled oak and the wisdom in the trees. Fast, vicious blasting sections of metal melt instinctively into acoustic meanderings and build layer on layer up to fully orchestrated sections of pure wonder and joy. Probably one of the more underrated gems of the decade – rectify your mistakes and add this to your collection.