Maybe what strikes me so much about MMXIV after a handful of listens is the colossal sadness found within. And rather than the sort of melancholic depression you often find in doom metal Cold Colours seem to be preaching something different, they drag you into hell with them. Songs like From This Pain have the ability to tear your heart apart and bring you down into a well of darkness that there is no true escape from. Cold Colours grasp the inner darkness of doom metal better than most of their peers. Their riffs are strangely engaging, despairing, but strangely beautiful, speaking to the bleak nature of the human condition in a very poignant and passionate way.
As the record collapses into a destructive conclusion with Terminal Winter, ultimate despair has been revealed to the listener. Yet, somehow, this makes me feel stronger, like through the sublime darkness of Cold Colours we have found another way out, a new direction, life in the hatred and perhaps even inner peace. Am I attributing too much to what is essentially a one man project? Probably. But this is the sort of doom that gets to the heart and soul, and I think it's important to realize that, so turn it up and fall in, what else have you got to do?
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