Well, I love the album cover, so we’re off to a good start already. It’s the music that matters, of course, but it’s always nice to like the artwork too. The band also have a member of Ur Draugr in their ranks, so another plus point in their favour.
Do you ever get the feeling that the doom you’re listening to is just not doomy enough? Do you just want MORE DOOM with your doom? I’m sure you do, and this is why Obed Marsh exist. This is an album that’s not just about the doom, but ALL OF THE DOOM ALL THE TIME!
Slow, sinister, slow, menacing and slow, this band play nice and slow, really dirty and slow. Yes, they play slow. And we love it. I have yet to meet a band that could ever play slow enough, so when you hear a band like Obed Marsh who play slower than a lot of doom, it’s love at first slowness. Or something.
Okay, so I’m exaggerating slightly. There are slower bands than this for sure, but Innsmouth still crawls along at a delightfully minimal pace, especially for music that’s not actually that minimalistic. The band go all-out to create threatening, tense, evil atmospheres that do all they can to put the fear of the otherworldly into the listener.
Oooh and the vocals…they’re wet and slithering, like some inhuman thing that has had its throat cut and is currently just screaming out of the gaping hole in its neck…I’m not sure how the singer survived the recording session intact without some form of dark offering to beings left unspoken about.
This is dark and murky doom with a funeral feeling and buckets of moody atmosphere. It’s 51 minutes long and every drawn-out second is a joy for fans of misery and corruption.