Welcome folks to the OFFICIAL digital labyrinth of GLASS THROAT RECORDINGS and the Medicinal Musicals of spirited intent offered by Chet W. Scott and his family of the Pacific Northwest and beyond.

​Exclusively through GLASS THROAT RECORDINGS and MEDICINAL MUSICALS, you'll discover in depth information regarding Chet W. Scott's own solo and collaborative musical offerings known as: CYCLE OF THE RAVEN TALONS (formerly "Ruhr Hunter"), BLOOD OF THE BLACK OWL, the ELEMENTAL CHRYSALIS, FEARTHAINNE (also known as "Rain") and CEDAR SPIRITS.


Our smaller, first run pressings of 500 to 1,000 exclusively custom "6x6" (six panel) deluxe gate fold packaged compact discs (vinyl coming soon), are showcased within beautifully printed and professionally crafted rare paper stocks, utilizing the highest quality offset print production, foil stamping, letter pressing, varnishing, embossing and debossing available today!

​With open mind and flowing spirit, we hope you take the time to journey, to experience and embrace our recordings. We greatly appreciate your sincere interest and support folks. Authenticity is everything!

Deeply thankful, humbled and with honor,


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Wednesday, December 18, 2013


Greetings folks, it has been sometime since I've had anything relevant to write.

 Episode IV (November) of the Glass Throat Radio podcast was published. However, I was unable to afford a December showcase. Podomatic will soon be deleting earlier shows in order to allow space within my account. So for those of you who may have missed out on the first couple of shows, feel free to get in touch and I'll send you a show of your choice. For those of you who care and would like to see this humble little show continue, please feel free to click the Paypal Donate button within the podomatic page to keep things going. Hopefully I'll be back come the new year? That now depends on you...We shall see.

On a different note, I've been asked to contribute a couple of songs from my own 2006 release of "Moss and Memory" towards a feature documentary entitled "Goodwin's Way" from Director Neil Vokey. The film is currently in production and I'm deeply honored to help score such a project. I can only hope our connection will blossom towards future endeavors. Perhaps video work, which has already been mentioned regarding my own Blood of the Black Owl spirit. Time will tell. Thank you Neil.

Recently I've contributed guest spots on three upcoming releases and one recently released album. That album is the second full length offering from Seidr entitled "Ginnungagap." I offered vocals for the ending half of the last track entitled "Sweltering II: The Pale Blue Dot In The Vast Dark."  I want to thank the band for believing in me to handle such a tremendous task. I'm humbled. You can find their album here.

The first of three upcoming releases hail from Portland Oregon's Weather Veins. Henry Lauer's debut full length album is currently in production and it was an honor to have been asked to share in something so deeply personal for Henry. Thank you brother. I performed a minimal amount of Galdr and Hammered Dulcimer within this collection.

The second is yet another debut full length album currently in production. I was honored to contribute Voice and Flute to Of Hearth & Home's currently untitled offering. Of Hearth & Home is the solo acoustic work of Australia's Robert Allen (Encircling Sea, Vaiya). Thank you Rob for allowing me to share. What an honor.

Last but certainly not least, I was asked by brother Pythagumus of novemthree to contribute towards the two songs I performed live with them years back. Both songs "Embracing The Storm" and "This Is My Home" will feature as a part of a vinyl split with Spain's amazing Sangre De Muerdago. The offering is entitled "Braided Paths" and I humbly offered Galdr, minimal guitar and Hammered Dulcimer. I plan to stock all of these releases when they become available here.

I've recently felt tremendously inspired and have found my spirit deep within my sacred space. The journey and process of lifting the veil to find the heart has yielded intense experiential practice full of human growth, being and deep magical development. The sound console and recording space have become more of a conduit in this process than ever before, offering the gifts of a different kind of medicinal musical. Perhaps a sensible progression one might say from the "Light The Fires!" collection, yet a progression to be quite unexpected from the spirit known as Blood of the Black Owl. The vast majority of this collection, finds raw and stripped down acoustic works to be offered. I'm excited to announce I have finished six crafts thus far, under the album's banner of "Skadwojanan Sehwanan."

 (Album art currently unavailable)

I. Spirit Canoe: Hailing Father Sky (14:00)
II. Gawaraz (6:07)
III. Two Feathers Become Nauthiz (16:21)
IV. Kenaz: An Illumination Of Black Fire (10:10)
V. Primordial: Flame Rekindled Self (8:08) 
VI. Well~Being (10:51)
VII. A Memorial Song (6:28)

There are currently more crafts being written and recorded for this collection. So this is in NO WAY a complete album listing. Song placement is subject to change as the record develops.

"Spirit Canoe: Hailing Father Sky" was recently released as a part of Heathen Harvest's "Samhain Work II" compilation series. Click the compilation's cover art to hear the track in its entirety.

Regarding "Skadwojanan Sehwanan", I'm unsure as to where this collection will find a home, I'll get to that bridge in time. Currently I'm feeling it's appropriate to release it myself. With that said, I'm also unsure of the formats for which this collection will be published through. I know what I wish for, but that's up to the publisher/label's budget. I can't imagine most will want to take a chance on this one anyway, so we shall see.

There will be t-shirts, sweatshirts, patches, etc. available through the Glass Throat Store exclusively come next year, as I'm in the process of figuring out what that exactly entails. My apologies to those of you who had asked for a "Light The Fires!" design to coincide with the album. That clearly never came to be. The new designs will represent the sigils and vision for which Blood Of The Black Owl seeks currently. Also, look for the very first Cedar Spirit t-shirt and patch design as well.

With that said, Cedar Spirits will hopefully begin to focus on live performances in 2014 as well as material for a new album. More to come.

The Elemental Chrysalis is still active and recording our first collection of songs in seven plus years. The album is entitled "Feathers Of Lunation" and James and I are roughly half way through the recording process. More to come.

There will be a severely needed retreat come January where I'll spend some lengthy time within the Olympic National rain forest. Among other things, I'll be filming for B.o.t.B.O. as well as recording new Cycle Of The Raven Talons within the wild environment.

Thanks to those of you who actually read all of this. My warmth to you all and have a beautiful Yule.

-Chet W. Scott

Sunday, October 20, 2013

40 WATT SUN (live)

Last week a few lucky souls were treated to an intimate live show from the mighty 40 Watt Sun. Terrorizer’s José Carlos Santos was in attendance, and here’s what he thought…

40 Watt Sun + Coma Wall
@ The Black Heart

It’s been a week since this little unassuming acoustic event took place, but nevertheless its effects have been immense and surely all those present that filled up the Black Heart are still reeling from it, so a week’s spiritual retreat was needed before putting pen to paper with any sort of professional distance to it.

Because 40 Watt Sun appearances are few and far between, there is a tangible air of anticipation in the air as the hour approaches (particularly because we’ve been promised new songs on top of everything).

 40 Watt Sun (Photo: Cláudia Andrade)

With hearts collectively skipping beats, the quiet and shy-looking trio of Patrick Walker, William Spong and Christian Leitch launch into new song ‘Marazion’ without so much as a previous word, and the impact of its aching beauty is immediate – though no one has heard the song before, lines such as “I’ve loved you more than that” are already felt as old favourites due to the band’s elegant, sparse and deeply heartfelt performance. Such is the case for the other three new songs unveiled tonight, all of them already feeling like old favourites to the enthralled, silenced audience. Unlike most metal or metal-related gigs, the connection between musicians and audience is established without the need for any verbal encouragement, and that bond is even stronger due to the intimate acoustic (or semi-acoustic, as William’s bass is electric) setting, and there are more than a few sneaky tears being wiped from faces as the familiar ‘Restless’ and (especially) ‘Carry Me Home’ echo through the crowd.

After this, nothing could be more perfect for an encore than a version of Songs: Ohia’s ‘Lioness’, simultaneously a fantastic last reminder of why 40 Watt Sun are one
of the most essential bands in the English underground today and a classy homage to the departed Jason Molina who left us last March. He would have loved it.

WORDS: José Carlos Santos

Wednesday, July 3, 2013


I believe this may be the first interview conducted regarding the Fearthainne spirit. It was initiated by our friends over in Deutschland and I want to take a moment to thank both Daniela and Sabastian Lobstedt for their continued support on all things Glass Throat Recordings. Here is a link to said interview as well as a review (use Google translation) of the album and thanks for taking the time to check it out.

Also, here is the first of hopefully many reviews to come regarding Fearthainne's most recent offering entitled "Knowing" courtesy of Jake Moran over at:

Thanks Jake.

Tuesday, June 25, 2013


For those interested, a new Elemental Chrysalis album is currently being crafted. The collection will be called "Feathers of Lunation" and here are a few images recently taken within a full moon session. The Digital Download format will be released here exclusively through Glass Throat Recordings. However, we will be looking for an appropriate home(s) regarding other formats. As always, expect a teaser trailer to follow in time.

More to come and trust you all had a beautiful Solstice.
Thanks for your time,

Tuesday, June 18, 2013


I just received a restock on Echtra's "Paragate" offering as well as the latest full length CD/DVD entitled "Sky Burial: passage cycle I."

Everything is now added to the store and thanks for your time.

Wednesday, June 12, 2013


Well, I'm hoping that the majority of you who have placed orders within the last 48 hours actually follow this blog? Everything will start shipping the 13th! With that said, I'd just like to take a moment and thank you ALL for the overwhelming response and support you have shown purchasing Fearthainne's latest Glass Throat Recordings release entitled "Knowing." Seriously, I'm blown away with the initial rush of orders i've had to keep up with here.


Sunday, June 9, 2013

FEARTHAINNE'S "Knowing" (Now available for purchase!)

 "We have been surrounded now for millennia with domestic places that have become metaphors of a diminished self. Perhaps one way home is the path through music."
-Paul Shepard, "Coming Home to the Pleistocene"

For those of you waiting so patiently for the release of Fearthainne's second full length offering entitled "Knowing", well the wait is finally over! Officially released Litha MMXIII exclusively through Glass Throat Recordings, I'm honored to offer two weeks ahead of schedule, this beautifully profound medicinal musical into the spiraling self. 

A "6x6” six panel deluxe gate fold CD
featuring a matte soft touch Aqueous flood.

Also available as a highest quality Digital Download!

​Fearthainne’s second release, entitled “Knowing,” is an unflinching inquiry into the ontological status of the human animal trapped in post-modernity, confined within civilization’s tangled web. A series of wonderings meant to initiate the wandering of the soul, this aural journey facilitates questioning and the freedom inherent in unburying truth. Querying, rather than surety, opens the door of our cage and gifts us gnosis. For, one cannot know who they are until they realize what it is they were meant to be.

​Acoustic guitars, violin, drum, dulcimer, and voice are the implements of this craft, as Fearthainne eschews the use of electrified tools. A textural passage through emotional sonic terrain, we clear a space for the unfolding of human majesty, in the process welcoming home the battered and bruised creature we are. We will never settle for the paucity and degradation of modern life, demanding instead the authentic humanness and depth that are our birthright. The unending dark of this epoch ushers in a new illumination, as through this night we discover the single answer to our question:

​“Can we live again after what’s been done?”




Wednesday, April 24, 2013


Hey folks, just a quick mention to let you know I have added the entire BLOOD OF THE BLACK OWL catalog to the Glass Throat Bandcamp store. This includes both songs from the split releases with Celestiial and At the Head of the Woods.

Also, an audio trailer regarding the forth coming Fearthainne full length entitled "Knowing" has been added. If you haven't seen the video trailer yet please refer to my last post and click the Vimeo link.

The remaining T-shirt merch for C.o.t.R.T. and Beneath the Lake was added as well. All G.T.R. merch including CD's and Vinyl will now be available for purchase exclusively through the Bandcamp store as we look towards closing the main site. All physical CD, Vinyl and T-shirt sales will come with free coinciding digital downloads.

That seems to be all for now. However know there is quite a bit in the works and some exciting news about to be released....Please stay tuned.


Saturday, January 19, 2013


Hey folks, here are some reviews for the debut full length deluxe CD released on Glass Throat Recordings. Hopefully said reviews will help those of you still interested in actual copies, to PLEASE come buy one. There are plenty of them in stock! A tremendous amount of warmth to Henry Lauer, Oscar Strik and Black Magazine (Germany) for spending the time to showcase such beautiful support towards such a humble little offering.
Honored we are!

 ***HEATHEN HARVEST*** (5 out of 5!)
Cedar Spirits is a new being, a life brought forth in (as always with Glass Throat Recordings) magnificent 6” x 6” deluxe gatefold panel CD packaging. The artwork – silhouettes of humanity and nature – hints at a voyage into a place of darkness and of joy. A place of verdant life and rich earth. Of healing, death, and transformation. Of submission, supplication, and becoming. As such, it holds up a flawless mirror to the music contained within.

A word or two must be said as to the creative identities behind Cedar Spirits. A more potent combination of artists could not be imagined – Pythagamus Marshall of Novemthree in alliance with Chet W. Scott (Blood of the Black Owl, Cycle of the Raven Talons/Ruhr Hunter, The Elemental Chrysalis, etc) and Rachel Boaz-Scott (for whom Cedar Spirits represents a stellar musical debut).

It is difficult to fully articulate the importance of these musicians to the world of underground music. Their separate musical projects have been important vessels of inspiration for many years now, and the confluence of their talents as Cedar Spirits is truly spell-binding.

Cedar Spirits is woven from the familiar threads of its contributors’ more well-known output: acoustic instrumentation, nature recordings, beautiful singing, brooding atmospheres, and subtle arrangements. They draw together a remarkable mixture of folk, tribal, and ambient elements into a single, flawless whole.

The album is flush with songs that, at surface, seem like the still water of a lake: simple, transparent. Yet deeper exploration sees them open into great intricacy. This simultaneous simplicity and complexity creates an irresolvable tension for the listener, which in turn leads to the collapse of the ego and the embrace of wholeness as a psychological state.
As such, this album feels like both gossamer dream and rooted awareness. The melodies and words convey a tender humility and profound adoration for the natural world. The organic instrumentation and unvarnished perfection of the production draw the listener away, and down, and under, and through, and beyond. Cedar Spirits is a door into another world, a world of dark boughs and watchful beasts, of humanity attuned to the intimate pathways of forest and stream.

This sonic voyage is akin to that of water rising from a natural spring. Out of chthonic gloom it ascends, seething and bubbling until it bursts forth, life irrepressible. Cedar Spirits bares the wounds and suffering of its creators quite nakedly; but it transposes that pain into something humble and sublime.

The closing track, “Wild Serenity,” perhaps best captures the spirit of the album as a whole (note the flawless contradiction of its title). At turns soundscape, instrumental narrative, folk song, and atavistic hunt (Rachel’s shrieks are beautiful, exultant, and terrifying), it conjures a refuge from the poison and banality of this modern world, a healing circle that nevertheless is also a healing journey, a process which allows even loss and pain to assume a sacredness and a rightness.

Such an achievement is all too rare, and speaks to both the artistic brilliance and the spiritual courage of its creators. There is more of both darkness and light in a second of this music than in many musicians’ entire discographies. Its ultimately positive spirit – not of denying darkness, but of accepting it and therefore allowing it to grow into something more – is a healing balm.

Anyone who is interested in underground/post-industrial/neo-folk music needs to own this release. No – anyone who is interested in music at all needs to own this release. No…anyone with the slightest spark of spirit in their breast needs to own this release. It could just change your life.

Although the collaboration had been a few years in the making, it was still a pleasant surprise when this album – created by Pythagumus Marshall, Rachel Boaz-Scott, and Chet W. Scott – finally arrived. The first thing that strikes me, as usual with Glass Throat albums, is the flawless packaging, a coarse grey-on-grey, 6×6″, six panel gatefold.
All of it, including the music of course, takes us deep into the forests which form the spiritual homeland of these artists. Perhaps most directly that of the Pacific Northwest where they are based, but universal enough to speak to anyone who feels a bond with leafy giants. The sounds of the Cedar Spirits are elemental, drenched by rain, warmed by the sun, in deep connection with the woodland soil.

On an ambient level, it’s the peaceful field recordings on this album that really transport me mentally to the intended setting, but add in the ritual neofolk – a logical middle ground between related projects novemthree and Ruhr Hunter – and the real spirit of this album comes forth. Melody is in the guitars, dulcimers, and psaltery, with touches of ocarina, harmonium, and other support instruments. Deep skin drums provide the basic pulse in most tracks, with bells and bowls providing perfect metallic tones where appropriate. The voices of all three are as always: suitably rough, untrained, but fully dedicated. The mood of the music shifts with the weather: from deep, wet, and dark pieces to more animated, sunny hymns.

There’s a lovely, distinctly modern pagan feeling in Cedar Spirits, one that leans less on man-made tradition, and more on a direct communion with the environment, channeled through a uniquely American musicality that combines influences foreign and native. It is perhaps precisely what you’d expect to hear from these artists, fated to work together at some point, but that doesn’t make it any less impressive. Possibly the best bit of wyrd witchery you’ll hear this year.

***BLACKMAGAZIN.COM*** (Translated from German)
Mystical and mysterious to give the musicians CEDAR SPIRITS. From the modern digital world, and they do not seem to hold much. Thus they reject any webpage, Facebook page or other "modern" channels to contact us. Only he who cultivates his passion for the traditional neo-folk label "Glass Throat Recordings" and frequently drop by on their Bandcamp page is powered by new releases from the deep forests of North America. Too bad, because you have to say - because their eindächtig introspective and self-Pagan folk may well also make strange music genre with friends for listening and snug - Attention phrase - even save lives in the best case!
CEDAR SPIRITS are artists from the Pacific Northwest of the United States, which are known in the neo-folk community among their evocative projects "novemthree" and "Cycle Of The Raven Talons". With their joint collaboration they bow respectfully to the beauty of nature, realize their vision of thereof turned and daring in itself Ritual Folk, apologize to all the forest spirits for the destruction of the planet and bow to its green beauty - the smell but strong after wikka cult? In nine beautifully-Spartan acoustic ceremonies, the project invites a nature-loving encounter, be begleitetet the recordings in places of autonomous field recordings from the idyllic forests of their homeland, which together with the beautiful vocal melodies and ambient-like tribal passages an atmospheric whole.
"To the keeper of the woods, under moonlight Stood, deep within your earthen womb ....please forgive us "
Purist instrumented with acoustic guitar, harmonica, ocarina, flute and bass minimalist use to simulate a fictitious walk in the woods the music in tightly closed eyes. The elements of percussion remain clearly in the background. And really - you think you smell the forest and its pine needles to feel the morning dew on the legs and longed for "Keeper Of The Woods" atmospheric cracking the thicket - and this is the best will in no more romanticized, stylized phrase. Peaceful and calm stiftend call CEDAR SPIRITS the return of man to nature, and ye same-titled ambient masterpiece "Soil" (Anspieltipp!) is characterized by deep compassion and spiritual nature spells and can in repetitive consumer replace the weekly yoga class in the turbulent city life. CEDAR SPIRITS is a very special band, which is a very special album that is not just another neofolk band with a conceptual twist. Here you can feel every note of his deep affirmation of life.

 Moving!(Dimitrios Charistes)

BLOOD OF THE BLACK OWL (Interview with Soggy Bog and 2nd set of reviews)

For those with interest and time on your hands, please visit the Soggy Bog of Doom radio show to hear an awkward, yet humbled lengthy interview with yours truly under the B.o.t.B.O. sigil. Hopefully you make it through without falling asleep. The interview is broken into two parts with the entire "Light the Fires! album played in between. To close out the entire 3 hour show, the last song showcases the only Cycle of the Raven Talons craft released thus far. A track list is provided on the page to document the entire shows content as it appears. A special thank you to Bob Anglum for taking to time and showing such interest and support towards this!

Here is another collection of reviews to come in regarding the "Light the Fires!" release. Once again, thanks to all of you for sharing your warmth and support towards this voice!

***HEATHEN HARVEST (5 out of 5)***
Blood of the Black Owl’s fourth full length album, Light the Fires! represents an inexorable flight into the arms of dark, heavy, animist perfection.
Blood of the Black Owl’s early albums were founded almost entirely in a blackened doom metal aesthetic, with crushing guitars and hair-raising vocals. Yet the project’s mastermind, Chet W. Scott, is also a supernaturally talented multi-instrumentalist with a penchant for experimental, ambient, and folk music.

Over time these influences have come to permeate Blood of the Black Owl. Album number three, A Banishing Ritual, was the heaviest yet, despite largely abandoning distorted guitars. Given the ever richer sonic palette that Chet has allowed himself, it should come as no surprise that Light the Fires! transcends genre boundaries to assume a state of pure art.

Light the Fires! makes relatively restrained use of distortion and other trappings of extreme metal, yet retains a palpable, lumbering, momentum. The heavy elements become more prominent as the recording progresses, yet at no point does the album feel contrived. It is Chet Scott’s intent that brings such crushing intensity, and that power dominates even in moments of tranquility.

The opening track, “Caller of Spirits,” seduces us into a whirling vortex of runic throat singing, eerie drones, and untamed spirit. The track deploys successive layering of horns, chants, rattles, and drums, and resonates with Chet’s unique Heathen-Native American fusion. It is at once placid, stately, untamed, and utterly compelling; a profoundly evocative entrance.

For me the second track, “Wind Eye,” stands out for its impeccable electric-folk composition and simply perfect bass playing. Clean electric guitars sing like voices, and a stunning acoustic guitar solo announces a surprisingly concise climax. The mood is dark, certainly, but somehow also resonates with joy.

“Rise & Shine” continues where “Wind Eye” leaves off, woven from clean electric guitars, beautiful bass playing, and Blood of the Black Owl’s trademark heavy-handed drumming. The pace it sets is slow and winding, but if there is weariness here, it is tempered by resolute strength. Spiraling counter-melodies conjure otherworldly nocturnal vistas: stars shining on still water.

Half way through the song the tone changes. Broken chords and a more forceful tempo speak to a different instinct, which in turn transmutes toward dark but hopeful invocations of healing. The music touches an innate animistic urge that all too often slumbers beneath the armor of technocracy or dogma…touches that urge, and nourishes it powerfully.

From the untamed joy of “Rise & Shine” we plunge into more vintage Blood of the Black Owl with “Sundrojan.” Down-tuned guitars, guttural vocals, and earth-spirit fury wrench us from our reverie. The piece conveys a grim determination, and the chorus is tempered by an invocation of new life. The song imparts some valuable dramatic tension to the album’s trajectory.

“Two Ravens at the Tree Line” returns to the clean guitars, prominent bass, and doomy drums, but retains the extreme vocals. The contrast of tranquil and aggressive textures works perfectly, evoking forests from some primeval time out of time. The final minutes of the song progress into an epic journey amid the ancient boughs, a movement that is felt deep in the bone.

The sound of running water introduces us to the second last track, “Soil Magicians.” Chet’s whispered calls to the magic of the stream send thrills down the spine. The song uses contrasting arrangements to conjure contradictory emotions from seemingly simple melodies. The poise and grace of this music is simply awe-inspiring.

As with every song on Light the Fires!, “Soil Magicians” resonates with gratitude to the natural world for its beauty and redemptive power, even as it hovers over the dissonance and fear that is also part of that natural order. The wild samples, the percussion, the vocals, all conspire to dissolve the listener into what could only be described as an embodied-out-of-body-experience.

As the track moves into distorted guitar territory, the vocals reach a pained tremor. Yet the earlier currents of grandeur remain, though transmuted into a far more grim countenance. It is an amazing trip.

Final track, “Disgust and the Horrible Realization of Apathy,” is a fittingly epic conclusion to the proceedings, binding dark horizons and crushing weight into a powerful whole. It gathers the whole album into a gloomy demise, and leaves the listener dazed, yet with an urgent desire to press “play” once more.

Light the Fires! represents a creative artist at his sublime best. Chet W. Scott has consistently outdone himself with each Blood of the Black Owl release, and there is simply nothing else out there that even approaches his unique and inspired vision. It is to be admired for its musical inventiveness, but also for the ultimately uplifting tone of its message and meaning.


"Kindled the fire," that reputation of Rohan asked for help, the recent publication titled BLOOD OF THE BLACK OWL. Chet W. Scott sends but no support to the adjacent inner Sans cavalry, rather inflame in him those torches, start the ritual. They act as a light source, illuminating the darkness. Well, crackles and blazes lit each Scott-publication in its own reflection. The sound from the sound shaman sparked fireworks flash across always a shadowed world, there blaze and not lick the fire tips. There sparks are thrown into a dark forest, for the avulsion of a second illuminate a forest where some sleep. How Finding ie when the actual undergrowth has grown tall as a man, how to find paths, where is the offside rule, where entangled and difficult Accessible have intertwined? A machete is needed! One that is likely to make a breach, so that light falls into the wood, a path is created at the input Scott ignited a fire. So what is good for the clearing of this woody plant?

Pursues one falls on the path of near Seattle Domestic, in that his view distance and listening are pronounced in a certain extent. His interest in nature will not wrest a secret. Scott joins the Arcane, regarded as the given nature. Frost sharp divide his observations from those of many others. The once separated as the Rainer Maria Rilke from his environment. He also coined the contact with the arcane, with the supernatural. In the case of Prager, these coins are both confused love for Lou Salome Andres one hand, and seen in the landscape they discovered by Russia on the other. The fascinating noble profession Muse wrote after Rilke's death, that his company "... human body and indistinguishable one ..." have been. Arose inter alia before the Joint Travel Rilke's "Book of Hours", that city is remote - no - enemy cycle.

Strong rejection of the big city? Unity of body and human? Well, some verses on Rilke's verses can be melted metal that result from which to forge the appropriate machete can to clear the initially described Blackwood. At the start of "Light the Fires!" Drag on roughened ambient passages that bear repeatedly samples of natural sounds with it. "The things I like to hear sing," puts it in Rilke. Whether in the course of the run, howling wind or treetop noise between the long, tough strands of Scott `furrow between musical art, here is the ambient voice. The ever-compressed sound braid takes later pulses of acoustic instruments, whether the flute parts or the acoustic guitar chords, or the curved tribalistisch rattles - buzz since patterns, here is buzzing Chet W. Scott, where the wolf howls. If not for the reputation of the great gray owl imitated? If those owl called with totemistischem value? Always breathe sounds a generosity that - was the Prague once described as "the silent forces test their width" - of course in other weavings. In addition, Chet-mumbles mumbles again his vocals that sometimes tilt marker in thin screams, absorbed by the darkness of Fangorn after being rushed through there recently. Allumschließend the sound vortex rotates around the phone and you can imagine what the Prague poet once said with "and I'm dark and forest."

Ever find yourself on "Light the Fires!" In the known BLOOD OF THE BLACK OWL tradition no references to the achievements of civilization, not what you hear on the album äugt, on the near (or distant) city, living here is not neo-romantic inspired walk-in, here there is a leaving awareness, with their rigidity constitutes a pair of twins, the time horizon is not a description. Latest when the squeezed out doom growls dash through the just yet verzückenden landscapes, the listener realizes that "at the present time Homeless" behind all this lies here. One who looks into the green hell, what is given to look back and makes him feel, "(We) ... see each other at dark." Augennah skin and strange are the "Far fully significantly more slowly figure".

But where lay Rilke's lyrical in the beckoning arms of despair - "it's killing me all things" applies Scott of "tottering world" to the back. He runs with not in the army of those who understand escapism as an accessory, it does not flee, he turns away. Here is attitude. Since no Selbstergriffener bounces with the irony parachute from the 3-meter springboard, here there are only two options: Let yourself fall or leave it! Cyclically smolder on his sounds and down as the seasons of the sound they pull in front of the listener. His Dronetransformationen fit into this frame without ever being pressed. None of that says "I and anybody thinks," no Durcheinandergehäufter. Rather a "entgegenschweigt of the Eternal."

Ultimately makes "Light The Fires" from a deeply immersed into Shamanistic folk, which is covered by black metallic flakes. An expression that knows the "dying and becoming" the former skirts in strictly timed. Almost as if someone was beating in the distance a huge, bronze gong at the end of each hour. These scrolls are Rilke's "Book of Hours" and then it says. "I live my life in adult rings / which run about the things / I will not accomplish the last, perhaps, / but I will try it."

Chet W. Scott has been releasing material since 2005 in the vein of funeral doom/black/ambient. This sounded like an intriguing mixture, and I’d heard good things about the band prior to spinning their latest Light the Fires, but this being my first BOTBO experience, I found that nothing could quite prepare me for the vision quest I was about to take…

Initiating the ritual is the prolonged invocation ‘Caller of Spirits’, which sets the tone for much of the album, channelling itself directly into the listener’s subconscious by way of an entrancing mantra sung in traditional throat-singing. Whether this is sung in the native Tuvan tongue, or is simply a vocal articulation which is not reliant on, or even transcendent of language is somewhat ambiguous. I would posit that the primary purpose of this track is to give the listener a kind of subliminal massage, caressing their minds into a state of preparation for the spiritual and cerebral journey they are about to embark upon. This track is pure ambience, and contains very little definitive instrumentation, and certainly nothing you could apply the term ‘music’ to. Besides the throat singing, there is a gently rising monotone running underneath the chant almost like that underlying drone of a bagpipe, in addition to a misty, distant echo of wolf calls, which permeates the peripheries of the conscious mind like a car alarm sounding in the middle of the night. ‘Caller of Spirits’ also serves as an introduction to the overarching theme of Light the Fires, and indeed Blood of the Black Owl’s raison d’être i.e. the articulation of the sounds of nature and our oft tumultuous spiritual connection with it.

Around the 11 minute mark, the rising monotone falls silent, leaving only the sound of Scott’s voice for the last 2 minutes or so, creating a segue into the sedate strains of ‘Wind Eye’ and ‘Rise and Shine’, leaving them to rock you in their arms for the next 20 minutes or so. Don’t let the title of the latter mentioned track fool you into thinking that it will be a reworking of Bill Withers’ ‘Lovely Day’, filling you with vim and vigour at the start of a new morning! Conversely, it’s a mammoth 13 minute imploration directed, it seems, more at the sun than the listener. The slowly rising
intonations in the music and addition of more layers of instrumentation echo the optimistic sentiments of the title.

From track 4 ‘Sundrojan’, Light the Fires takes a turn for the heavier. Ushered in with the thorn-throated utterance ‘Falling apart at the rising sun’, immediately answered with a frozen blast of funeral doom, as if Scott has invoked forth this mighty sound from the vasty depths. It’s worth drawing a comparison in Scott’s approach and the vocal stylings of Attila at this point, as these stand-alone utternaces in particular recall his work with Sunno))) . What’s more, this works in conjunction with the elemental nature of the compositions especilly well, as Sunno))) have previously demonstrated on tracks such as ‘Aghartha’, mirroring the groans of a world being twisted into being.

The mood is taken right back down again with the clean/acoustic minimalism of ‘Two Ravens at the Tree Line’, overlaid with Scott’s dulcet death rattle, building up to flurries of clamorous discord on what sounds like some kind of small oriental stringed instrument. Admittedly, however, things do get a bit tiresome at this point, and this was the only track I skipped through sometimes.

‘Soil Magicians’ is the third and final track to break the 13 minute barrier, and begins with the sound of a trickling stream (further perpetuating the pervading sense of the elemental to be found throughout BOTBO’s work) before subsiding into an indolent acoustic piece, accompanied by the almost ever-present ocarina and also rhythmic strums of what sounds like an autoharp. It’s worth observing at this point the diverse skills of Chet W. Scott. He plays a veritable cornucopia of different stringed, percussion and wind instruments on this, as with all BOTBO releases, as well as being an accomplished advocate of electronic ambient noise. Despite the variety of instruments he uses to give life to his compositions, he still manages to keep them sounding totally minimalist, without the merest hint of overcrowding ever creeping in. The second half of ‘Soil Magicians’ erupts into gorgeous funeral doom, with Scott’s guitar ringing out in a tone like leaden velvet, and his feral voice screaming and groaning out like a giant redwood in a hurricane.

Now, I’ve read in other reviews that some find the use of tribal native American instrumentation as well as the naturalistic sound effects to be cheesy on a level erstwhile reserved for sporters of the wolf-crying-at-the-moon-next-to-a-dream-catcher t-shirt. I find, however, that it is expertly blended into the pieces. Who ever knew the humble ocarina could be so haunting for example? Also, earthy, elemental ideology and symbolism is already rife throughout doom and drone, as evidenced by the previous Sunno))) example, and most obviously the band Earth! Moreover, black metal is somewhat obsessed with these notions, although Chet Scott carries this off in less of a Blut und Boden manner, but still conveys the suffering of indigenous people at the hands of colonialism in just as potent a fashion as his Nordic counterparts.

Although I must concede that Light the Fires, until this point does require perseverance, your reward is the crushing finale ‘Disgust and the Horrible Realization of Apathy’. Beginning with the resonance of a pipe organ, the calm is quickly and convincingly shattered by Scott’s malevolent proclamation ‘Your bones are ice/ Shattered by words/ Buried by time’ and a languid riff that is certainly the most evocative of the blackened aspect of BOTBO’s sound, resembling the jagged lamentations of early Darkthrone or Burzum releases whilst retaining that unforgivingly slow tempo.

Amongst the morass of new metal releases it’s truly refreshing to find an absolutely unique sound as is displayed here. I can honestly say I’ve discovered a new favourite, and my eyes will be well and truly peeled for Mr Scott’s future releases. Granted, some parts are over-long and can have an adverse effect where momentum is concerned, but the overall sense of invasive darkness and shamanic mystery justifies this at times arduous journey, and after all, when were great rewards ever easy to come by?


***METAL PSALTER (4.5 out of 5 stars)***
It isn’t often, if at all, that funeral doom metal and spiritual healing are mentioned in the same breath, but leave it to the Seattle, WA band Blood of the Black Owl to make that happen. Originally called Svart Ugle (Norwegian for “black owl”) when they started in 2004, they would change their name a year later to Blood of the Black Owl, and have released four full lengths since then. Their latest album is Light the Fires!, and it provides a challenging, yet satisfying listen.

Blood of the Black Owl is primarily the vision of Chet Scott, and much like label mates Nechochwen, the vision that Blood of the Black Owl presents is one with a strong Native American influence, as evidenced in not only its music, but also its artwork.  On Light the Fires!, the abilities of the band are on full display, as the doom metal element brings a slow and deliberate pace to the proceedings. The vocals are balanced between the clean, more chant-like vocals and the harsher, spirit-invoking growls, both of which are easy to pick up and decipher. The acoustic guitars on the album are a driving force on the album, as it helps to create a sense of serenity in the sound. There are also other Native American instruments that make an appearance on Light the Fires!, with flutes, drums, and rattles all contributing to the sound.  With a running time of just under 74 minutes, Blood of the Black Owl is in no hurry to blaze through the album, and they use ever second to build an atmosphere that is one of the best in recent years. The quiet lulls that exist are likely to put uninitiated listeners to sleep, but the overall balance between the serene parts and the harsher parts is equal and work well with one another. 

Blood of the Black Owl is certainly one of the more interesting doom metal bands, covering themes more akin to the Native Americans.  However, it works largely because it recreates an atmosphere that is true to the spirit while maintaining a sense of doom metal. Light the Fires! is definitely an album worth checking out if you’re seeking something different in your doom metal diet.

I'm a little embarrassed to admit that I was first introduced to BotBO through my father (a power/prog metal fan). I say I'm embarrassed because this is the sort of band/project that I usually find on my own and it kind of makes me feel a little bit disheartened about my ability to find unique artists in the underground (not that my dad even likes BotBO anymore). But, aside from that, after Chet W. Scott's supposed hiatus of this project after 2010's A Banishing Ritual, here we have another BotBO full-length.

For those that weren't aware, Chet Scott had said after the release of A Banishing Ritual that he was going to take some time away from BotBO in order to focus on his other projects like The Elemental Chrysalis. Last year we saw Handmade Birds release his split with At The Head of The Woods, which wasn't new material, in the sense that it was more of a B-side from the 2010 recording sessions, but throughout the latter stages of the year we got previews foreshadowing the eventual release of this record. I have to say that from what I remember of the trailer for the album, I heard some pretty savage metal bits. Now, I don't know what might have happened between the release of that trailer and the final release of this final end product, but something definitely occurred. The sound of this album is far more in line with the more meditative and ritualistic ambient ideas explored in newest outputs from BoTBO as well as Scott's more ambient projects. What I expected was an album that would embrace a bit more of the metal side of the project, heard on the first two full-lengths, but this is definitely not that.

As opener Caller of Spirits clearly points out, if you're looking for any sort of "traditional" form of metal aggression, you better look elsewhere, because it's not on here. That opening thirteen minute epic is a somber ritual full of chanting, wind instruments, field recordings, and various forms of hand percussion. While following tracks do bring in the use of traditional rock instruments (guitar, bass, drum kit) I can't say that it ever achieves any form of metallic aggression. Instead what appears to have been conveyed through several of these tracks is a more vengeful melancholy. Each track is very pensive and, in a sense, withdrawn, if there is rage or anger on here, it's not shown very often and instead favors the repetitive nature of melancholy. Stylistically, it tends to draw more from folk and ambient music than any form of rock or metal, though there are a few instances of those influences popping through, as expressed on the most outwardly violent track Sundrojan. You'd think that by the time this electricity was finally brought in I'd be excited, but for myself, I found that to be the most dull track on the entire album. It's like, "Yeah, you brought in a distorted guitar to do some droning doom parts, and you sound a bit more angry, but what does it amount to?" Not very much. It's just sort of listless and drags it's feet compared to the other songs, and this song is only seven and a half minutes long, meaning there are five tracks on here that are longer and far more engaging.

Surprisingly, the lengths of the songs on here didn't provide as much of a hurdle for me to get over as some previous outings have been from the project. It's not like these tracks are extremely progressive and forward thinking or even uber droning, they have ideas, some better than others, but each track has its own kind of evolution, whether it's the more subtle one expressed on Rise and Shine or the more typical soft-to-heavy on Soil Magicians, they have an idea and each track sort of just runs with it. The shorter tracks, like the aforementioned Sundrojan is probably the weakest track because it just feels so bland in the middle of more powerful, but softer instrumentally, pieces. Wind Eye may be structurally rather uninteresting, but the idea is simple and consistent, creating a hypnotic atmosphere that draws you in, and ultimately is a better track than the above Sundrojan. The album's opening and closing tracks, which are the most meditative on the album, reflect the journey that is the album (I'm not going to even begin to touch what that journey might be, you look into it/make your own assumptions for yourself there). It's the opening chant that brings you into this world and the droning electricity that sends you out of it.

Unfortunately, I have never been the biggest fan of Chet Scott's work (I know, big shocker), I think what he's done musically is interesting and certainly worthy of praise, but I'm not so impressed with it that I would say I'm not bored with some of it. I think that while the majority of this record is actually really good, there are a couple of tracks that I just couldn't get into during numerous listens through. I'd still say that if you're interested in folk, doom, or various forms of ambient music to definitely look into his material though.