Tuesday 15 May 2012

Xandria, Neverworld’s End (2012)


Tracklist:

  1. A Prophesy of Worlds to Fall
  2. Valentine
  3. Forevermore
  4. Euphoria
  5. Blood on my Hands
  6. Soulcrusher
  7. The Dream is Still Alive
  8. The Lost Elysion
  9. Call of the Wind
  10. A Thousand Letters
  11. Cursed
  12. The Nomad’s Crown
  13. When the Mirror Cracks (bonus track)

“Once there was a time of a never-ending dream”.  Sound familiar?*  This is Xandria’s first full-length release since 2007, and, sporting luxurious strings, moaning guitars, and a new frontwoman, Neverworld’s End sees the band reaching towards the pinnacle of the symphonic metal genre.  It shows, for better and for worse.


There are some really good things about this album, and it will undoubtedly be a hit with established fans of symphonic metal.  As is expected of the genre, rich, layered textures are in force throughout, with the usual strings, brass, and choral accompaniment featuring prominently from the start, as A Prophesy of Worlds to Fall opens Neverworld’s End in bombastic fashion.  Lighter tones prevail in slower ballads, The Dream is Still Alive, and A Thousand Letters, both offering a cocktail of pianos and orchestral accompaniment, along with some highly-charged emotional content – when the solo enters The Dream is Still Alive, the guitar literally weeps.

What Xandria do well, they do very well indeed, and nowhere is this better illustrated than in the case of their female vocalist, Manuela Kraller.  While bands like Nightwish and Within Temptation have quietly slipped away from classical vocals in recent years, Xandria have embraced them.  Kraller’s style is the operatic full monty: soaring melodies; dramatic staccato hits; hushed, mystical tones.  Having been inducted into metal via a Tarja-fronted Nightwish, I might not have been surprised to hear all this, but the quality of vocals was nonetheless pleasing.  And there are some genuine surprises, also.  The band were clearly not scared to experiment with their instruments, leading to an impressive range of sounds and effects.  From the jagged orchestral spikes and soaring harmonies which dominate the opening five tracks, the sinister Soulcrusher introduces alarming chromatic strings to paint a dark and turbulent atmosphere.  The album bows out in a nine-minute oriental blaze of glory, with the deeply impressive The Nomad’s Crown, featuring what sounds like the national orchestra of Pharaoh’s Egypt.  Certainly, Xandria are at their strongest when dabbling in different styles, and the most enjoyable bits of the album are their Celtic-inspired duo of tracks towards the end, Call of the Wind, and Cursed, resplendent with rhythms and fiddles straight from the shire.

Although I’m not sure, my guess is that Xandria didn’t employ a full orchestra for the album – please enlighten me if you know! – and if not, it’s clear synth has come on leaps and bounds since symphonic metal began.  With the exception of some sickly fake strings in the choruses of A Prophesy of Worlds to Fall, and Blood on my Hands, a comfy chair and good sound system would have you believe you’re in a classical concert hall.  This is all evidence of some quite careful production, from the intricate layering of strings and woodwind over the top of lyrical melodies to harmonies and counterpoint built on vocal melodies (on this second feature, see especially track 3, Forevermore).

Alongside the indulgent slobbering of a true symphonic sycophant, however, must come a frank acknowledgement of the album’s numerous drawbacks.  In a musical sense, it’s disappointing to find such clearly talented instrumentalists so unwilling to venture beyond generic comforts.  With the exception of instrumental flourishes and the occasional instances of folk-themes, rhythms are rarely anything other a straight 4:4.  Chord sequences are no more adventurous: the decision to go with the same sequence – for instrumentalists out there, it’s I, VI, III, VII – for the verses of three consecutive songs (tracks 2, 3, and 4) is telling.

In a sense, it seems unfair to criticise too harshly.  Harmonies – and even, to a certain extent, rhythms – are largely determined by the melodies they accompany; and there’s nothing wrong with these.  But this is symptomatic of a deeper problem, typical of vast swathes of the gothic metal circuit.  On a very basic level, there is something immature – even juvenile – about Xandria’s style (for a visual illustration, see their official video to the song, Valentine, below).  All too often, subtlety absconds, as suffocating grandeur replaces genuine musical invention.  From the start, the need for epic dimensions calls the band’s formidable ensemble into waves of gratuitous unison.  And even where such temptations are resisted, it is a rare song which doesn’t feature the omnipotent drone of strings in sustained, rhythmless block chords.  More often than not, it feel’s like I’m listening to an anthology of rousing musical finales.  The result is a collection of songs, rather than anything that could be seriously considered an album in its own right.


But it is in its lyrics that Neverworld’s End truly distinguishes itself.  Lines are mystical: “Silver stars in my black night/Cold as ice but beautiful” (Blood on my Hands).  They are self-indulgent: “There’s no escape, every day is a treadmill of pain" (Soulcrusher).  But, more often than not, they’re just rubbish.  A major contributing factor seems to have been a slavish reliance on the rhyming dictionary, which leads to a brand of English typically unseen from writers over the age of fifteen.  For example: “Now I listen to my name/Sounding like a blame” (Valentine); or, “…a never-ending dream/Of being free, of immortality” (Forevermore); or, “The world full of fear, of lies in my ears” (The Lost Elysion); and, my personal favourite, “Took sense and madness as they come/This circus life has left me on my own/My expectations were my home/But when the mirror cracks there’s so much left undone” (When the Mirror Cracks).

In individual songs, words may serve little purpose beyond fitting vocals to the rhythms of instrumental arrangements.  But in a collection lacking serious thematic progression, it creates utter confusion.  The album’s title, Neverworld’s End, along with some particularly attractive cover art, conjures thoughts of lost paradise, a dark fairytale, perhaps, in the mould of an adult Peter Pan.  In practice, it serves less as a guiding theme to a musically unfolding story than an indistinct, common principle upon which songs may – or may not – be based.

And the coherence of the album is not helped by the conspicuous presence of “bonus track”, When the Mirror Cracks.  This might seem like a needless point to emphasise, but such gruelling feats of musical padding really are beyond a joke.  Absurd, melodramatic blasts of noise introduce this final track, followed by dysfunctional harmonies above melodic lines which could have been taken straight out of the Sunday charts.  The lyrics – many of which have to be seen to be believed – make those of earlier songs seem like strokes of absolute genius.  The most frustrating thing here is the obvious gulf between the name and substance of the product in question: there is no sense whatsoever of the unexpected pleasure which the word “bonus” implies.  If nothing else, an honest statement on the nature of such hidden gems is needed.  Perhaps, next time, we might see the accompanying words, “unfinished track”, “disappointment track”, or, simply, “the piece we weren’t prepared to contaminate the earlier songs in the album with”?  But probably not.

All said, it’s easy to criticise, and there’s a real part of me that doesn’t want to do so.  As an initiate of the symphonic genre, I found a lot to enjoy: the vocals are fantastic, music themes often emotive and powerful, and, for all the album’s lack of coherence, there are some pretty good individual songs.  But there are enough drawbacks to put many listeners off, not least frequent lapses in musical discipline which cost Xandria dear.  The gothic, the sentimental, and the Tarja fan will all have much to savour, but the success of this album will ultimately be measured in its ability to draw listeners from other genres.  My guess is, it’ll struggle to do so.

Production: 4/5
Lyrics: 2/5
Album Coherence: 2/5
Music: 7/10

Percentage Score: 60/100


* Lyric from track 3, Forevermore.  Compare to the opening line of Nightwish’s Dark Chest of Wonders (2004).


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