Review: One Tail, One Head - Worlds Open, Worlds Collide (2018) / From The Bowels Of Perdition

One Tail, One Head

Worlds Open, Worlds Collide

There was indeed something dubious about the way One Tail, One Head made name for themselves back in 2011, almost without music to back the hype up, as two rather short demos and EPs were all it took them to become relevant and gain a certain notoriety. Then the seven years of silence ensued before Worlds Open, Worlds Collide, their first full-length, put them on the map yet again in 2018. Was the record worth such a long wait? Well, assuming that something needs to be excellent to be worth the wait, the answer could be hardly given without second thoughts because Worlds Open, Worlds Collide certainly isn’t excellent. That said, and to the album’s credit, it takes many, many listens for that to clearly manifest itself.

The first encounter with the record will very likely leave everybody under the impression that there is something genuinely profound about it. Hard to tell what that something is though, impossible to grasp it, explain it or recognize it in the actual music, but it’s impossible to deny it also. Then when the album ends, the silence makes that sensation disappear, so swiftly and suddenly that one feels almost disoriented. Disorientation breeds confusion, and the doubt creeps in that commitment to listening wasn’t as deep as it should have been. What other way to explain how something so seemingly overwhelming vanished into thin air in a heartbeat?

Now, how many times this mental pattern will be repeated may depend on many things, but fortunately one can only repeat it so many times before inevitable conclusion that, behind the blurry promise of something big and important, this record basically offers merely somewhat strange and unusual black metal vocabulary, that sure is decent and interesting at times, but ultimately bland and fairly predictable in the long run.

It is probably fair to say that Worlds Open, Worlds Collide is good enough not to be ignored, just at it isn’t good enough to truly care about. Now that the band is no more, it feels as if their whole carrier was just an unfulfilled promise, an interesting journey in the unusual direction that never reached any final destination. Perhaps that inability to reach some kind of meaningful climax with their music was the reason why they called it quits.

 

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