A gem of woe

Sorrow is a powerful emotion. The sorrow that comes from grief is perhaps the most crushing of all.

Illimitable Dolor literally means boundless grief, so it should come as no surprise that this some deeply emotional music.

Stuart Prickett wrote this in the direct wake of the death of his friend and bandmate Gregg Williamson, to whom it is obviously dedicated, and coming from a man who has already been responsible for some of the best doom ever released in this country, this could be the pinnacle.

Illimitable Dolor evokes sadness from the opening note. Make no mistake, like other recent albums from other genres that were spawned from sorrow like Magma and The Skeleton Tree, Illimitable Dolor is a visceral listen, and one that gets more morose and sad as it moves forward. Immense riffs cascade like leaden tears as keys add a layer of gloom and despair. Sorrowful guitar motifs weave back and forth, settling into a hypnotic drone, winding back into huge, slow and sludge-heavy riffs. The lyrics, penned by non-musical contributor Paul Hardacre, are obscurist snatches of jarringly surreal blank verse and imagery that conjure unease and disquiet, darkening the already maudlin mood of Illimitable Dolor’s disconsolate minor-key sagas. This album is a gem of woe, art from the pit of despair, a reflection of the sad beauty of anguish.

1. Rail of Moon, a Stone
2. Comet Dies or Shines
3. Salt of Brazen Seas
4. Abandoned Cuts of River
5. Eternal