"Silver Knife are a Belgian/Dutch/French black metal entity driven by an aggressive melancholy, and the band made their full-length debut in 2020 with the release of Unyielding/Unseeing via Amor Fati. Immersive and ominously inviting, Unyielding/Unseeing comprised six songs that embodied both a reminiscence and departure from the musical styles the musicians have exhibited through bands like Cult of Erinyes, Hypothermia, Laster, and Nusquama. Truly, Silver Knife made a name for themselves with the album.
Now, on the eve of their first public performance at the esteemed Roadburn Festival on April 23rd, Silver Knife return with a swift-and-satisfying EP titled Ring, recorded during the Unyielding/Unseeing sessions but always intended to be released later as its own stand-alone recording. Comprising two songs that are each nearly seven minutes in length, Ring sounds impossibly vast given its truncated runtime, and therein lies the magic of Silver Knife: the collective open vistas of the imagination when and where we least expect it. Again, their balance between a bittersweet, glimmering atmosphere and sheer force is a thing of wonder; Ring in particular sounds HUGE, and always teetering on the ledge of catharsis vs. collapse."
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released April 24, 2022
This material first surfaced in August 2019
and was revitalised in July 2021.
Recorded, produced, engineered and mixed by D.
Mastered by J. Buczarski
Here I am sitting in misery with the migraine of my life, and I think I've found my cure. Mare Cognitum is not just giving me relief from my suffering; it is giving me energy as the pure and unadulterated rage and fury of Solar Paroxysm is being channelled through my body. I really regret not giving Mare Cognitum a second chance earlier, but I can now live at peace knowing that I'm lucky enough to be able to experience such an exhilarating and majestic masterpiece of brutality and therapy. Faith
À la fois immersive et subversive cette musique libère. Les acquis sont fracassés, les perceptions volent en éclats, les règles sont invalidées et la morale pue. La cohésion sociale s'étiole dans les vents de l'aveuglement dissonant, de l'insignifiance mondaine et de l'insouciance politique. Les funérailles de ce peuple ridiculisé par les scribes et asservi par les lois et l'argent, ont été prononcées maintes fois en vain. De ses chaînes mentales il se libérera et demandera son dû Maison Planàterre