
Continuing the DSBM binge started in my review of Shining’s VI Klagopsalmer I decided to hunt down another cornerstone of the genre, Silencer.
Releasing only one album, Death, Pierce Me, Silencer achieved notoriety for the fact that its vocalist was clinically insane. According to “official” sources (read: the black metal rumour mill), soon after the recording of the album, Nattramn was institutionalised for attacking two girls in a park and then attempting suicide-by-cop. Given this information and a rather disturbing picture of the vocalist/lyricist in question, I had to hear this band!
The first thing that sets Silencer apart from most black metal is the vocals. Compared to everything from a dying cat to Yoda, Nattramn howls and squawks rather than the typical black metal rasps and screaming. It puts many people off the album, which, aside from the vocals is traditional, yet proficient black metal. Personally, I find the vocals help with the depressing, suicidal atmosphere of the music. Nattramn not only is insane, but he sounds it and you, as the listener, are forced to feel it. The desperate sounds are barely human, which gives a very eerie atmosphere to the proceedings.
Even though I can’t even type the name with a straight face, Sterile Nails and Thunderbowels is definitely the standout track on this 6 part opus. Mixing fast-paced black metal passages over ambient interludes punctuated by Nattramn’s croaking sobs, the lyrics are definitely the ramblings of a madman at the end of his tether.
Every track on this album creates the atmosphere that DSBM requires, drawing you into Nattramn’s consciousness and looming over the frightened figure shrieking in the corner. While I would say it lacks the melancholic atmosphere of Forgotten Tomb, Death, Pierce Me manages to creep you out in all the right places, and if you can get over the unorthodox vocal style, Silencer is a truly incredible band.

As one of the bands that originated the Melodic Death Metal genre, I was interested in hearing some Dismember even though my love for the genre has waned somewhat over the years.