THE LIVING FIELDS - Same - HARVESTER
Technically a demo, having been released by the band’s own label, The Living Fields appears in the signed reviews section as a concession to what will follow. But first, what is it with editors of so-called metal magazines and webzines? It is understood that they do the bidding of their publicist masters by loving every turdish foul offal that the labels expel from their release conveyor, but to also form bands that play such offensive non-metal music is beyond the pale. When writers for Metal Maniacs take the piss out of metal in Charnel Valley everyone knows what the score is (it’s Metal Maniacs after all), but when the owner of deadtide.com issues this and proceeds to use phrases like 'thrash metal' or 'epic metal' the laughter proportions are out of the galaxy.
The Living Fields is a mishmash of confused stylistic pureed droppings that have more to do with (terrible) regressive jazz than with anything metal. Take some crap Justin Broadrick might be dabbling in this week, place it behind the worst of Sigh and add King Diamond’s screams and clean vocals to the timpani and piano and... be embarrassed... actually scratch that. The band calls this “... early death doom.” We all know how seriously Master’s Hammer and Pyogenesis fared. It won’t be long before this gets praised to high heavens in all the usual (anti) metal outlets, but lest there was any doubt, the band foregoes guitar and bass for “instruments” and “programming.” - Ali “The Metallian”