Behind Norwegian fog lurks darkest worlds full of bare northern forests, as only this one duo can conjure up: Satyricon. Messrs. Satyr and Frost do honor to the darkest art of metal with their ninth opus "Deep Calleth Upon Deep". It drips with dreariness. Tough dragging Black Metal anthems drag themselves into deep black nothingness. With breakneck riffs Satyricon once again rattle the skeleton of the soul like a hyena on carrion. Unpredictably destructive, raw and unadulterated. Sometimes it rolls progressively, then the attack! When in "Black Wings And Withering Gloom" conspiratorial choirs rain down, it becomes gruelling for even the strongest mind. Satyricon have been masters of their craft for 26 years, rightly the foremost of the black metal guild.