Tyranny – Aeons in Tectonic Interment


Dark Descent Records

8.5/10 – Review by Jamie Cansdale

It’s been ten years since we were locked within the horrifying vault that was Tides of Awakening, an album so devastating, claustrophobic and terrifying it opened up a pitch-black rift to a nightmarish dimension that has yet to be reopened. Lovecraftian horror has never sounded so good; many bands from a variety of genres try to do justice to the master himself, and just as many fail to recreate any sense of dread he was known for. Tyranny, whose M.O. is pure suffocation, seem to have mastered it with only one album. Can their follow-up, the aptly titled Aeons in Tectonic Interment provide just as soul-destroying an experience?

The short answer is yes and no. Although it does not match its predecessor for sheer bone-crushing heaviness the weight behind the music is still colossal – this is the subterranean rumblings of the planet we call home as oppose to the collapse of some nearby star. But unlike its predecessor Aeons is a piece interwoven with ominous sound effects that disturb sensory perception and haunt the darkest recesses of our subconscious. The overall effect on the feel of the music is less apocalyptic but is focused more on tension and unnerving the listener; unravelling the fear that dwells within us as oppose to suffocating us with the nuclear winter brought about by endtymes. Thankfully this means that Aeons is a different beast altogether, proving that being in tectonic interment for ten years has not quelled their song-writing into submission and repetition.


The music here greatly expands on that work laid out in Tides. Opener Sunless Deluge and its follow A Voice Given Unto Ruin both contain prolonged moments of eeriness that unsettle the listener just before hurtling us through the slowest maelstrom imaginable. The pace throughout the album is once again incredibly slow and extends the sensory agony that it subjects us too. The Stygian Enclave is perhaps the most “funeral doom” piece the band has in their repertoire – on the basis that one argues their music transcends the confines of the genre. This is a really cool piece of crushing heaviness, and possibly how traversing the River Styx would actually be like! The album closer is nothing short of melancholic beauty: Bells of the Black Basilica oozes with enough sorrow to make Shape of Despair somewhat jealous. Everything about this track cries out doom and gloom more so than a lot of bands these days and is the perfect way to close the album.

Do not go into this album expecting Tides 2.0 – that album is the epitome of all things cosmically terrifying. Aeons, however, is a near-masterpiece in its own right. It shows the band are not just a one-trick-pony and are quite capable of exploring various rifts through time and space to leave a black mark on those who seek them out. Ten years was worth the wait to see what this duo would do next as I probably will not sleep at night! For those who await the destructive wake of Chthulu, or those who turn to music in their darkest hour, this is definitely what you need. Even if it takes another ten years, Tyranny will always deliver that final blow.