Style: Black metal
Primary Emotions/Themes: The violence and harshness of winter in audio form
Thoughts: Out of all of the four early Immortal albums, this is the one where they truly found their sound. Gone are all of the acoustic and epic elements of the debut. Gone are the slower sections. Gone is everything that would compromise the singular vision of this album.
Pure Holocaust sees Immortal define their sound. This album is laden with blast beats, tremolo riffing, Abbath's trademark vocals, and a cold heart in the north of winter to tie it all together.
Everything about this album screams black metal. The riffs - my god these riffs - define the genre. They are fast, they portray the perfect amount of atmosphere. The way the songs are layered out is chaotic, with random moments where the band starts to play seemingly as many notes as possible before going back into a more atmospheric minor chord riff (see A Sign for The Norse Hordes to Ride for a perfect example of this).
I can't stress enough how much this album is the epitomy of black metal. The production, the song writing, the drums, everything. I know, when asked, many people would point to an album like Transylvanian Hunger as one album that has the pure essence of black metal. To those people I would counter with Pure Holocaust - this is the very definition of the genre.
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