It has become the norm over the course of the last decade to play black metal while also fiddling with the traditional BM formula. If I could pin down a single country as home to this experimental scene, it would have to be France. Laying claim to such bands as Alcest and Blut Aus Nord, Sarkozy’s nation can confidently consider itself one of the world’s metal sanctuaries.
No band exemplifies the desire to tinker around with black metal more than Avignon’s Peste Noire. But on their latest effort, L’Ordure à l’État Pur, the egotism has reached heights beyond what may be considered an enjoyable climb. Mastermind La sale Famine de Valfunde (can’t we please just have normal names?) brings accordions, drum machines, and synthesizers into the mix; it sounds pompous… mainly because it is.
Unfortunate, because the album begins so goddamned good. “Casse, Pêches, Fractures et Traditions”, the 10+ minute opener, features a nearly perfect balance of rawness, grandiosity, and quirkiness. It’s the kind of song that I could listen to for hours on end and will likely be on my year-end radio show. After that, however, we get hit with just about the complete opposite on “Cochon Carotte et les soeurs Crotte”, which translates (in Google Translate, because I can’t speak fluent French) to “Carrot Pig Poo and Sisters”. The song kind of sounds like pig poo, so I suppose it’s an accurate title. With no real drums and an extraordinarily immature sound (I swear this song was written by a 13 year-old with very little knowledge of metal), I try to keep my ears plugged as much as possible whenever this comes on.
I may seem a bit harsh, but L’Ordure à l’État Pur is just that bad. Stop after the first track and be rid of the rest. You’ll end up a better person. [That is itself a lofty claim, sir! ~Ed.]
FCC OK (maybe not so for French or Quebecois radio, though)
01. Casse, Pêches, Fractures et Traditions
02. Cochon Carotte et les soeurs Crotte
03. Javais rêvé du Nord
04. Sale Famine von Valfoutre
05. La condi hu