[Reviewed by: Iaha Crax]
Some books completely absorb you, the narrative takes you in its flow and swipes away the consciousness of being someone else. You do not have your life anymore, you live just to unravel the mysteries coming after you and to get the gratitude that comes after your expectations meet your personal anticipations of the development of the story.
“Inhüma” resembles that feeling, it is a collection of novellas of a particular charm, enveloped in a state of secrecy and magic, a perfectly dressed up tableau of another realm that has almost nothing in common with this plane of existence. The record is to be found in the library of I, Voidhanger Records. When the record begins to play it impacts you to a deep layer, something begins trembling inside and seeking a way to manifest, you see through the eyes of those characters in the movie “The Mist” on the moment they perceive the abnormal creatures inhabitants of the mist.
The melody is convulsed, it is shaking and trembling, it is the ignition of a volcano and then an avalanche, perhaps that huyaco rolling of stones and ice-blocks sweeping down from Andes over the last Inca in Peru… Even the words are twisted and strangulated from their vocals, a magic verb sucking out mortal life to give sound to another language: Daeth Hausth, Blodh Sacremonh, Dramath ühr, Yhtri’Ihn …a nefarious speech of ragged claws that have the strength of the silent oceans.
Ashtâghul, the sole member of Esoctrilihum, this “prince d’Aquitaine à la tour abolie” (to quote another mad French, Gérard de Nerval, from his poem El Desdichado), climbs heaven and gazes at another earth, assumes many forms like Proteus, seeks to embraces in a glance the monstrous cyclopean alternative space where creatures are being birth beyond the monotonous flowing of time. I could say, his “world is too much with us”, the nature and manifestation of this explosive Black Metal (with marks from bands like Brulvahnatu, Dissonant Winds or those mentioned in the flyer by the label, Leviathan (the cover was painted by the man from Leviathan, Jef Whitehead) or Emperor) belongs to the tremendous and fascinating lovercraftian meta-literature.