Now this is something worth airplay. If I had the opportunity I’d blast this on repeat until the cows started a pit in my living room. Diatonic play a pretty heavy mess of death metal tinged ever so slightly with melodic elements. The atmosphere on this album is nothing short of excellent; the attention to setting up and writing great songs is beyond the usual drudgery of death metal wannabes. If you ever got gripped by early Paradise Lost Hidden Pieces might just rekindle that familiar feeling of potency.
Diatonics’ newest album is a finely crafted masterpiece reminiscent of the iconic and Gothic times of doom metals’ greats. Hidden Places is such a well paced album that it becomes an experience in itself that defies the broken attention span of poppy aficionados. You listen to this, but you listen to it from 0:00 to 37:27. It’s not a concept album but the build up and the structure of the album makes every track more important than the last and their placement expertly utilized to makes a complete listen compulsory.
Hidden Places is evolution in progress. The strength exuded here comes from that it’s something that doesn’t imitate the past but draws inspiration from it. The influence is manipulated in such a way that Hidden Places can stand on its own as the mighty conclusion of killer taste. It has an identity of it’s own and with no fucking about this is Endzeit for fakes.