After three albums of pitch-black alt-folk, David Mako has made a giant forward leap on Vidékek vannak idebenn (translation: ‘There Are Landscapes Within’). While the bruised, shadow-bound essence of the Hungarian’s songwriting remains recognizable, the musical backdrop has blossomed into something far more progressive and absorbing.
It begins with Mako’s disembodied presence floating on a sea of feedback and synth drones, before easing into the shimmering guitars and stately, post rock pulse of Flashing Through The Lack Of Light. These are big, resolutely melancholy songs, fueled by their creator’s infernal fervour.
The title track’s incremental build, from deathly
quiet to windswept bluster, is an eight-minute goosebumps machine. Liminal is a haunted, drawn-out howl of anguish.
The closing Új hajnal már nem jő starts as a
ghostly hymn and ends with Mako’s unadorned voice, intoning into some unnamed
void.
Elsewhere, the acoustic Clear
Like The Wind and the neofolk banjo vibes of All King Must Fall come closest to offering
continuity, but really this is an exercise in shedding the past and diving
deeper into the unknown.
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