Weighing in at a mere fourteen minutes this three-track EP from NŪR is a bone crushing episode of relentless atmospheric post-metal and sludge. The band, located in Haifa, Israel are a fantastic demonstration of how the delivery vehicle of music can be used to project wrought emotion, and this EP captures the essence of their journey in a payload burst of anguish and heaviness.
Ein Junes opens the EP with an onslaught of distressed vocals and low-end space sludge, almost akin to a more distressed Sons of Otis. The weight of the riffs drives a surge of heaviness that is reserved only for the post-metal of titans Neurosis and early ISIS.
From there The Snake opens with pummelling drums, reminiscent of what you might expect from B.J. Graves, notorious for his input into both early A Storm of Light records and the incredible, yet underrated, A Generation of Vipers. Thick slabs of concrete angular riffing, filled with aggression, pick up the mantle and you can sense the anguish and distress that is captured in the perfectly executed breakdowns of this standout track.
atmospheric heaviness, and a divine drum delivery, entwined with coarse and abrasive vocals…
The near five-minute Klala ends this short but exhilarating fourteen-minute ride, a mid-paced track showcasing again their assets of crisp atmospheric heaviness, and a divine drum delivery, entwined with coarse and abrasive vocals.
The production is exceptional, full credit to NŪR for creating and capturing such an essence within this exemplar EP. Despite dropping only three tracks, they manage to create sufficient intrigue to warrant this release being worthy of serious attention. And that is a perfect place to leave it – NŪR has opened the door into intrigue with this low-end masterpiece, where they take it next will determine if we step in this world of theirs – only a full album will tell.
Scribed by: Francisco Javier