REVIEW: The Projectionist - The GallowForest Eulogy

THE PROJECTIONIST
THE GALLOWFOREST EULOGY
APPALACHAIN NOISE RECORDS & TRUE PLAGUE RECORDS

I try my best to give every band or project a fair chance, but there are times when I just can't find much to salvage from a particularly fetid attempt. So, as you can probably gather, The Projectionist is a disaster – even though it all sits atop a bed of rather competent song-writing. I'll try not to linger, but here is my opinion.

Low-fi, standard black-metal fair – you have your ambient sounds, a waterfall I believe; there is a really nice, yet simple, guitar bit; and in typical DIY fashion, you can hear the sound the strings make as fingers slide across them, personally I enjoy this. Sadly, this is the first few seconds. You are immediately slammed with the most obtuse, artificially distorted, vocals I've had the displeasure of hearing. This auditory diarrhea, feels like a lame attempt at sounding 'black-metal' by adding a cheap filter instead of actually practicing and developing a genuine style or sound. It whines and screams over everything, sometimes drowning out the actual music completely in favor of providing you with some offensive, badly executed, wailing. It should all end there, but it really doesn't. To further assault the senses, there is absolutely no structure to the vocals – they just whine and boom and squelch over everything without much reason, almost like spoken poetry (but not). If you've ever heard a hip-hop song where the 'DJ' randomly yells their names over the song, at the least sensible time for absolutely no reason besides letting those listening know that they are there, its something like that, only much worse. At times, I feel like there was some attempt at a Silencer-esque stylistics, but I might just be giving The Projectionist more credit then is deserved. I usually use the descriptors 'hideous,' 'gut-wrenching,' and 'filthy' in a more positive context, as most metal uses its harsh vocals in a sensible and understandable way, but this is garbage.


Hilariously, as I was getting at earlier, the underlying music is pretty well done. I liked it, I thought there was potential – until those vocals hit me over the head with a rubber baseball bat. And I guess that sums this whole creation up rather well. It's like a rubber baseball bat. Sure, it looks like a bat, it somewhat functions as one, but there is no denying that its just a imitation of an actual baseball bat. Truly, The Projectionist is an imitation of a black-metal record. Almost as if someone heard the genre and assumed that it was the easiest route to releasing an album of their own.