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