I listen to a LOT of black metal. And generally speaking, I enjoy the greater majority of what I hear. It is rare for me to react negatively, but it is even rarer for me to stop what I’m doing and pay attention on a first spin. Honestly, when Gryftigaen’s new album, Fehunðyrdauðr, entered my review list, I expected more of the same raw, second-wave worship as their last release, Graven til Måneåpenbaringer. (Rread our review here). I did not expect an occult journey through tangible realms of shadow and despair along the lines of Leviathan’s classic The Tenth Sub Level of Suicide or Xasthur’s Subliminal Genocide. Colour me VERY pleasantly surprised and more than a little disturbed, in the very best sense of the word. Gone is the dedication to low-fidelity DIY recording, as are the more cli...