"Hymns
Of Misanthropy" is a unique entry in their discography—not a contemporary
creation, but a completion of work conceived during the sessions leading up to
their 1992 album "...In Pains." Unfinished demos and fragments from
that era were left to decay until Odden returned to the original Studio
Tomb in Råde, Norway. With the classic lineup reassembled, Cadaver
recorded new parts to finally complete the material, giving birth to a
long-shelved chapter from the band’s past.
What
emerges is not a nostalgic replication but a window into the creative energy
the band wielded during the early ‘90s. Tracks like “Maltreated Mind Makes Man
Manic” and “Chained To His Fate” reflect the abrasive structures and contorted
riffing that characterized the band’s transitional period between
"Hallucinating Anxiety" and "...In Pains." There's an
unrefined edge to the songs that fits their timeline—riffs that twist rather
than gallop, vocals that feel anguished more than performed, and a rhythm section
that often feels on the verge of collapse in the best possible way.
Despite being constructed decades later, the album retains the sonic values of its origin point. There's no modern production gloss, nor does it feel artificially “vintage.” The guitar tone is jagged and dry, the drums punch with urgency, and the vocals snarl with the same strained venom that once placed Cadaver apart from both the death metal mainstream and their Norwegian peers moving toward black metal.
There’s a
sense of fractured continuity throughout—the material never feels built for
commercial presentation. Instead, it feels like a buried time capsule cracked
open just long enough to exhale one last breath. Tracks like “Sunset At Dawn”
and “Death Has To Wait” offer variation without sounding misplaced, while
others like “Drowned In Dreams” stretch into more atmospheric, suffocating
terrain.
In
releasing "Hymns Of Misanthropy," Cadaver isn’t trying to
reconnect with former glory or retrace old steps. A snapshot of a moment in
extreme metal’s development that was left in limbo, now finally reanimated.
Fans of their early works will find the sound and spirit here familiar—raw,
blunt, dissonant, and unstable in the most authentic way.
Cadaver continues to exist on their own
terms—neither as a legacy act nor as revivalists. This album is another brick
in their uneven, restless path—one that began before many others and refuses to
fall into step with anyone.
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