Isis
http://www.isistheband.com
styles: metal, post rock
others: Tool, Neurosis, Pelican, Mogwai
In
the Absence of Truth
Ipecac, 2006
rating: 3/5
reviewer: keith kawaii
Really, I'm surprised it's taken "metal" music this long to turn into what it
is. To shed the confines of one-trick-pony-ism. The general rule that heavy
metal is always extremely heavy was one of its most defining but limiting
aspects. Isis aren't always heavy. They employ huge guitar sounds, but have
shifted to subtler writing techniques. There's quite a lot more legitimate
"singing" on In the Absence of Truth. The song structures are twisted and
elongated and are probably supposed to be more epic. Essentially, it's a good
new age metal album. Or art metal, I guess? But something doesn't quite click.
Supposedly Isis were worried about touring with Tool, thinking their rabid fans
wouldn't tolerate another particular brand of metal. Yet, the closest comparison
to Isis in 2006 is probably Tool circa 2001. A big part of this parallel is the
drum work on In the Absence of Truth. Toms are employed in healthy
amounts, while the beats are much more fragmented, refusing to stay still for
too long. Such rapid shifts in dynamic actually mirror the songs' more
convoluted section changes, but at the cost of any sense of balance or economy.
My favorite moments on In the Absence of Truth come when every instrument
locks in for a longer instrumental passage, such as the last few minutes of
"Holy Tears" and "Dulcinea." A much needed sense of rising tension is employed
and explodes into the second best part about Isis: their unabashed,
rocking-the-fuck-out metal moments. When things actually get dark and erupt into
death metal goodness, a lot of pitfalls are forgiven.
But at the same time, the very middle-of-the-road, very clear production
obscures some of the band's former glory. Everything is defined precisely in the
mix, save some of the background guitar textures, which really shine on the
album's shortest track. Isis clearly want to take their music to its next level,
but about half of In the Absence of Truth simply feigns complexity. It's
the worst aspect of overindulgent progressive rock bands, who don't realize that
a song isn't necessarily bettered by an overload of sections or shifts in
mechanics.
On the whole, Isis' sense of harmony isn't their strongest point either, though
it far surpasses your typical metal outfit. Most of their melodies are extremely
straightforward, and a handful of verses rely on a simple, three-note vamp. All
the while, the drums never let up, almost beckoning the guitars to match their
level of technical proficiency. Yet, as mentioned, about half the album seems to
mesh fairly well. It's this apparent duality that makes it difficult to access
Isis completely. Every strong point is matched by a weaker one, but there is
never an extremity of either. In essence, there's a lot to like or dislike, but
never much to love or hate.
1. Wrists of Kings
2. Not in Rivers, But in Drops
3. Dulcinea
4. Over Root and Thorn
5. 1000 Shards
6. All out of Time, All into Space
7. Holy Tears
8. Firdous E Bareen
9. Garden of Light
Panopticon
Ipecac, 2004
rating: 4/5
reviewer: grigsby
Like any proper nerd, when I found out Isis' new album would be named
Panopticon, my geeky heart filled with joy at the thought of explaining a
term usually confined to academia to... well, anyone. Usually associated with
Foucault (but developed by Jeremy Bentham), a panopticon is a type of prison in
which inmates are kept in line by being constantly held in view by unknown
watchers. Based on cover art of an aerial photograph, I assume Isis are
commenting on constant surveillance due to new technologies (and perhaps
attitudes of the powers that be). This is fine and good and deep and thoughtful,
etc., but upon listening to the album, perhaps the title reflects the attention
and pressure on Isis to deliver after their last masterpiece, Oceanic.
This sense of being watched is subverted to brilliant effect on the second
track, "Backlit." Following on the heels of "So Did We," a synopsis of
everything great about Isis, "Backlit" starts off with chiming melodic guitar on
top of a major key chord progression free of any trace of heaviness or imminent
doom. Then, on top of it all, nicely sung vocals (for Isis) are thrown into the
mix. Though not unpleasant, one begins to worry that Isis have given up the
sludgy sound that is at the root of their success. Then, almost imperceptibly,
the song evolves into a patented Isis' bone crushing assault, leaving the
feeling that they have deliberately led me astray, so as not to expect the
inevitable kick in the head.
Panopticon doesn't immediately distinguish itself from its predecessor.
Rather, Isis shifts in the slightest of increments toward more overt melodies
(that is, higher on the fret board, at least). To relate all this back to
Foucauldian theory, the punishment that the panopticon exerts is the paranoia
resulting from constant monitoring, eventually causing the prisoner to conform
of their own "free" will. In this sense, I applaud Isis' effort, under close
scrutiny, to vary their sound. As it is, this album doesn't outshine Oceanic,
but it is notable that Panopticon is nearly as brilliant without being a
carbon copy.
1. So Did We
2. Backlit
3. In Fiction
4. Wills Dissolve
5. Syndic Calls
6. Altered Course
7. Grinning Mouths

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