

After witnessing the death of the sun and thus all life on Earth perishing, he’s left with no choice but to travel the frozen lands alone, forcing him to recall painful memories of the loss of those he loved, forever trapped under miles upon miles of ice. In spite of what the album’s title promises, no attempt is made to ease the listener into Immersion’s ruthless atmosphere.īearing the “gift” of immortality bestowed to him by the God’s sword, a lone knight trudges across the land, snow crunching beneath his feet with every heavy, weary step. These expectations are soon confirmed in opening track The Lifer, which bludgeons its listener with low and slow riffs before blending into the sparse Entity without further ado. Theirs is a bleak vision, which draws upon the techniques of death and doom metal to create loathsome long-form tracks, which often turn to violence and anger in a red flash. There is no bluesy-swing or rock ‘n’ roll swagger in what PRIMITIVE MAN do. Their third studio album Immersion arrives following a period of relative inactivity for the Colorado trio: what blunt instruments of cruelty have PRIMITIVE MAN been crafting? Debut Scorn and second full-length Caustic are their most developed expressions of this artless creed, but a trove of singles and splits have elaborated on it. More than most, PRIMITIVE MAN are willing to explore these ideas to the limits of listenability. They sit alongside LORD MANTIS, COFFINWORM, and DRAGGED INTO SUNLIGHT in metal’s most putrid corner, where dissonance, grinding repetition and sharp changes in tempo are the order of the day. In eight years PRIMITVE MAN have earned themselves a reputation as one of sludge’s harshest and most prolific exponents.
