There’s no award for album titles, however when one spawns a complete style in its wake, it appears like the very best attainable honor. It doesn’t occur usually—see Smokey Robinson’s A Quiet Storm and Brian Eno’s Ambient 1: Music for Airports—however as heavy steel turned globally well-liked within the Nineteen Eighties and continued branching out into web-like subcategories, it occurred twice in just some years. In 1982, the British band Venom launched their startlingly excessive second album, Black Metallic, first inspiring a wave of speed-demon thrash bands, then much more evil-sounding bands who took the “black steel” banner and ran with it. And in 1986, some children in Sweden who performed sluggish, dramatic, heavy music not solely coined the “epic doom steel” style tag, but in addition made its ur-text. Like an influence hitter pointing to the bleachers past centerfield whereas approaching the plate, Candlemass dubbed their debut Epicus Doomicus Metallicus. Peaceville Data’ new thirty fifth anniversary reissue celebrates the album with a recent remaster and two bonus discs of demos and rehearsal recordings.
By the mid-’80s, the brand new wave of British heavy steel (NWOBHM) had ripped like a wildfire world wide, distancing steel from the blues riffs of its early days and dashing up its tempos. Its many thrash progenies, equivalent to Metallica and Slayer, additional ramped up that arms race. On this panorama, Candlemass had been retro fetishists from a nook of the map that hadn’t but established itself as a steel stronghold. Avowed Black Sabbath followers, they drew up a complete blueprint from the slowest, creepiest songs of their idols’ catalog, equivalent to “Into the Void,” “Electrical Funeral,” and naturally, the music that’s generally cited because the first-ever instance of doom steel, “Black Sabbath.” Candlemass strove in the exact opposite route of their hottest contemporaries, however similar to thrash bands’ giga-warped tackle Iron Maiden’s galloping riffs and black steel bands’ lo-fi corruption of Venom’s imaginative and prescient, they made Sabbath’s sounds their very own by taking them to the intense. Fatter riffs, slower tempos, extra operatic vocals, extra gothic synths, nerdier lyrics—these had been Candlemass’ aspirations.
The melodies on Epicus Doomicus Metallicus are dramatic and expansive with out being overly complicated, alternately hinting at pre-Renaissance origins and/or essentially the most fundamental skeletons of classical music. Particularly throughout acoustic passages on songs like “Beneath the Oak” and “A Sorcerer’s Pledge,” it’s straightforward to think about the music being cribbed from a merciless medieval dynasty’s funeral rites. (On their subsequent album, the band truly coated essentially the most well-known funeral march of all-time.) Epicus’ deceptively easy trick is that these melodies, when transposed on drop-tuned, distorted electrical guitars, make the beefiest blues riff sound like a kitten’s mewl. Witness the transition on opener “Solitude” the place, simply as a mournful acoustic guitar line peters out, an electrical fades in, taking part in a model of the identical melody, however simplified in a brute-force method that immediately awakens the lizard mind. That is what placing gold seems like—a easy, near-accidental discovery that, in time, made 1000’s imagine that it was as straightforward as sticking a pan right into a creek.
