Sinners EP by Asphyxian
How many songs does a record need to have to be considered an album, or in this case, an EP? Do I need to have X amount? These questions arise almost immediately for many of us, once we find this EP.
That’s right, Sinners by the boys of Asphyxian has only a single song but the duration is almost like five songs in one. Moreover, once you put the headphones or turn on your speakers, you will realize that it is not an album; this is a journey. Dark, legendary, romantic, wonderful.
“Sinners” begins with an acoustic guitar and an effect that gives the impression that we are in a crowded place. A violin and bass lines with a drum combine to complement what will be an unforgettable nightmare. Later, eerie, creepy, and screechy vocals take us to a world so far away and so distant. It’s a look at the twisted mind of one of the most mythical serial killers of all time: Jack the Ripper.
“Hey Mary/Hey Mary/Hey Mary…”
You can feel that bleak vibe, like mist is displayed before your eyes and all you were afraid of has become real. It has this Neon Horse touch, especially where the voices are concerned.
It’s been seven minutes, and the music does nothing but gradually increase; all instruments can be felt much louder. When you least expect it, you start to feel persecuted, like the serial killer is about to attack one of his victims. The cinematographic effects add more realism to the track. Someone is whistling, you can hear the chains or maybe tambourines, but who is celebrating? What is happening? Are those children singing? Where are those little kids?
“There’s nowhere left to run to, Honey/There’s nowhere to hide, Honey…”
The walls close and you start feeling claustrophobic. You get the impression that everything is going from bad to worse.
Is that somebody playing an organ or an accordion?
— HELP! SOMEONE PLEASE HELP ME!
Tears fall, while strangers and loved ones mourn over the death of a poor wretch at the hands of a…
“Can you hear who’s coming?”
No. Ozzy Osbourne? Is he the one coming after me? No, it’s much worse. Why these cries of despair? Who’s howling like that?
The guitars play happily, but why if there is no reason to smile? The devil is around and is like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour with his powerful jaws.
“Can you see it? You can feel his anger?”
It’s the end, and everything seems straight out of a Tim Burton film mixed with the worst horror of Rob Zombie. There are again rhythmic acoustic guitars start to finish and the cello indicates that there is no turning back
It’s all over and with no happy ending. It’s a nightmare, not a fairy tale or Disney movie.
Review by RJ Frometa
Edited by Marion Lougheed