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He Never Spoke a Mumblin’ Word is the fourth full-length from electronic black metal band Mamaleek.

Mixed by Jack Shirley (Deafheaven, Botanist, Wreck & Reference), the album follows sought-after releases on Furusiyya and Enemies List Home Recordings . The San Francisco-based duo is comprised of two anonymous brothers. “This record marks an end as much as a beginning. While much more was recorded during this time, these four spirituals seem to form a coherence lacking on previous escapades. We are grateful to have this released, casting off the burdens of the past that, try as we might to escape, haunt the soul in a strange fashion.” “San Francisco-based Mamaleek achieved a tense hybrid of black-metal frenzy, industrial syncopation, shoegazing distortion and dark ambience on Mamaleek (2008), notably the 18-minute ‘Shout On Children,’ and on the jazzier and denser Fever Dream (Furusiyya Recordings, 2008).” —Piero Scaruffi

“The duo—a pair of brothers who prefer to keep their identities a secret—mix Middle Eastern song structures and samples, atonal experimental and avant-garde accents, guttural black metal howls, accessible electronic breakbeats, sludgy doom metal guitar-work, nimble piano interludes, and plenty of pop panache to create an unrelenting, moving sound.” — Forbes

Vinyl LP £18.49 FR41LP

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He Never Spoke A Mumblin' Word by Mamaleek
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7/10 Brian Staff review, 31 July 2014

Not remotely sure what the funking hell is going on here. Like....that Deafhaven record that sold really well and was packaged like an electronica record but was, like, black metal? WITH A PINK GRAPHIC DESIGNED SLEEVE? What would Burzum say? I thought this unusual looking shagger was gonna be weird-y psychedelia or some Muslimgauze Arabian beats style thing. Instead I've got some distorto shoegaze doom sludge dirge with guttural screaming. I genuinely didn't know what speed it was supposed to be at for five minutes. 33 - too slow, 45 - too fast. What would Peel do?

This kind of record confuses me so much. It's like early Fuck Buttons, early Earth, Big Black, Wolves in the Throne Room and Wold (depending on your speed of choice) chucked into a huge sick-bag with a load of pig entrails and urine only to be swiftly burst over the eager faces of your well-scrubbed kids in the front row at their first ever gig. I cannot work out whether its really any good or not as there's too much sonic overload fighting for attention. The drum machine sounds like it's been made out of scrap metal and old pistons. Once the track I believe to be 'Poor Mourner's Got A Home' kicks in after some murky Eastern-flecked ambience, it's brutal stoner-punk horror-fest time. It Never. Bloody. Ends. Mamaleek are the aural equivalent of "the meathook scene" from TCM on repeat.

Strangely thrilling in all its sheer down-tuned malevolence. Violent but exciting music if only because the guitars are, like, beyond 'Loveless' unearthly. Picture young Kevin Shields on a crazed mogadon, pie and pcp bender. I'd like to review more of this but it's actually a bit too full-on mental for me. I think my "metal mate" Slam would totally adore it.


Mamaleek - Poor Mourner's Got a Home - YouTube


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