Review Summary: A valedictory commodity to Inter Arma’s admirable decade of post-metal oddity.
Inter Arma might be metal’s biggest success story of this decade. Coming hot off an era where post-metal exploded and fizzled, where ISIS was born and passed and Neurosis began to necrotize, Inter Arma have been relatively critique-proof. The cross-over darlings have enjoyed a career which has cambered upwards with each slab of long-form sludge aggression, thriving while the rest of their ilk have flatlined. With Sulpher English
the band gain even more traction heading into the next decade.
Answering for Paradise Gallows
’ comparatively sunny disposition, their latest mires itself in the band’s early period. Songs like “A Waxen Sea” burn with an Ulcerate-like conflagration, while “Citadel” lurches with the boiling intensity of a Fister track. “Howling Lands,” meanwhile trades the overt intensity for an unsettling cadence of tribalistic drums fitting a modern Cobalt piece. But for all the name dropping, Inter Arma are able to pull out an ill-fitting 70s prog worship song and make it work like no one else. Because of this, Sulphur English
is both a career spanning bow on an admirable decade and a determined look toward the future.