fredag den 3. april 2020

Apócrýphos - Against Civilization 

written by Balderus



The Prisoners Cinema’ on Cyclic Law was my first apocryphal purchase. And, thus, I entered a new area of highly persuasive and impacting dark ambient music. The other apocryphal works that ensued then, ‘Stone Speak’ and a couple of collaborations with their Greatnesses, Kammarheit and Atrium Carceri (‘Onyx’ and ‘Echo’), has kept on digging the ditch between standardized and industrialized dark ambient music productions and high-quality soulful releases.

With his latest release on Simon Heath’s Cryo Chamber label entitled ‘Against Civilization’, Robert C. Kozletsky has once again offered his audience a portal to our primal inner dreamer.

‘Heartsick’ may, from the very first bars, let you fall into an ocean of melancholia. The cathedral reverbed guitar soundscape painlessly cuts along your veins and helps the reflection about the corruption of our modern world start, melancholia being the grief generated from the awareness of fatality. Sometimes I would compare some sequential moods to the one I found in Cities Last Broadcast’s first album. Sickness calls for ‘Altschmerz’ with its heavy load of nostalgia. The deeper you get down into the layers of this track, the stronger the idea of experiencing a moment against civilization obsesses you.


Here starts an underlying theme on tracks 3, 6 and 8. This ‘Feral Nature-Night-Kind’ trilogy has you seated on a stump in the wild, feeling for the first time ever this beastlike part that had been sleeping for your whole civilized existence. It marks out the boundaries of your inner struggle against that decaying civilization you may live in. From the hoods to the hordes and vice versa. And you reach ‘A Feral Kind’, the aforementioned last track of this album, the muffled gong drone that repeatedly caresses your cortex will let you know that the ultimate step to a victory in this struggle has just been climbed up.

The transformation from the civilized individual to the feral being could provoke ‘Dysphagia’. Of course, both the realization of this condition and the feeling of distaste may involve somatic responses and obstruct your larynx or create any knot in your stomach. The sparer atmospheric parts evolve towards a concert of background creepy-crawly cracklings and organic noises that recall the unease.

After the mutation and its physical effects may come the abjuration of all the chains still hitching you to that abhorred civilization. The quiet strings on ‘Cupio Dissolvi’ depict a slow and internal process of validated dissolution. Walking this path to the feral kind and taking part in ‘Sunken Eyes Theophanies’ will bring you to a new state, the one you live in with ‘A Feral Kind’. Let yourself be carried through the hoods to the hordes under the yoke of slow-paced chords. Enter the battlefield!