It’s easy to write off a band like Deafheaven as pure hipster fodder, but looking past that probably media-perpetuated stereotype (I’m contributing in my own little way by even mentioning it) you will find an extremely talented band with really awesome music. Sunbather opens up to me sounding like the bastard lovechild of post rock and black metal, with “Dream House” punishing you not only in the feels with the melody, but in the face with the brutality.
And the album continues in this vein. It is a perplexing marriage of styles, granted, but sticking with it if you find it a bit weird at first will reward you handsomely. The title track brings those soaring guitars from the opening moments back in again, and all is well with the world. Well, with my world. For now. The guitar sound is almost depthless; distorted yet possessing a clarity required for those sailing melodies. Closer “The Peacan Tree” opens with a riff nodding towards more traditional black metal, which is only cemented further with the use of flat-out blastbeating on the drums.
Seriously give this a go if metal has been tiring you lately, or if you like your black metal with a little artsy twist.