I’m just going to go ahead and say it: Blake Judd is a fucking dick.
The dude has a long standing history of fucking over friends and fans alike with fake promises of albums and merchandise to coax money out of them, all for the sake of his heroin habit. Krieg has spoke about this at length, and entire fan pages, websites, and various other methods were used to vent about his illicit and illegal activities. They are too much to discuss in a simple article about an album, but needless to say he did get arrested for theft, became clean and sober (allegedly) and went back to making music with a new set of musicians. But that stuff was slowly coming to light when he and his band of miscreants worked together in 2008 to drop an awesome album: “ASSASSINS: BLACK MEDDLE PART 1. “
This album marks a clear step towards something that is still rooted in black metal, but with a nice, heaping dash of more. I am not saying that he was reinventing the wheel, but was adding more spokes to it. Black metal has its basic roots in blast beats, snarls, and tremolo picking. This album showed that you can add various influences and it can sound good.
The obvious influence on this is psychedelia and Pink Floyd. Blake‘s obvious love of this music is shown throughout this album, making it sound fresh and new while keeping the roots firmly in the basis of Black Metal. Hell, Meddle is the name of an album by…Pink Floyd, a band to which Judd seems to jerk off to, covering their albums with his heroin infected semen while speaking about Darkthrone.(That isn’t a bad thing, but just something I made up as a joke.)
This album isn’t flawless, having some sloppiness to it, but that is part of its charm. It starts with the raging instrumental opened “One Of These Nights,” another obvious tribute to Pink Floyd, who had a song called “One Of These Days.” This is followed by the kick ass song “Assassins,” and all is well…until the end throws you a curve ball. It ends with a prolonged exit, heavy on the riffage and focused on the psychedelic end of music, all while not giving up the heaviness.
That is how the album is throughout its entire 45 minutes, and you only heard 9 minutes by the end of the song “Assassins.” The album continues to show that it can blend brutal black metal, such as the song “Ghosts of Grace” with random psychedelic and Floydian (Take that Freudian!) influence, such as the end of the song “Code Negative.” The 3 part song “Seasick” that ends the album is, hands down, all influences put into a blender and thrown up in to a see of awesomeness.
I will admit that this is one of the first new breed of black metal albums that pulled me back into checking out this genre of music and finding new albums and artists. This album is sloppy, dirty, full of anger, full of outer limits being explored, and a perfect album for both those who hate everyone and those who like to explore the great beyond but also make sure there is teeth present in their trips. I can not say enough about this album, and my brain is fried due to work, so I will now leave you with the album. If this is anyone’s first time listening, you are in for a treat. Great album from a fucking dick. Enjoy.
Fight me if you disagree on his being a fucking dick.