• 1
• 2
• 3
• 4
• 5

Thergothon are one of the most cult bands ever. They formed in '89, managed one demo in five years, then recorded this, their one and only album. But with that album they invented and defined an entire new genre. From the already moody and bleak wastes of Doom metal Thergothon conjured the mutant form known today as Funeral Doom, setting the stage for every band today that plays the most extreme and crushing varieties of mournful music. Bands such as Morgion, Tyranny, The Funeral Orchestra, Fallen, Reclusiam, and Pantheist only exist today because of the despair-ridden trail blazed by this odd and brilliant band.

What more do I have to say than that this band frigging invented Funeral Doom? "Stream From The Heavens" is a crushing exercise in slooooooooow doom riffs that roll over you like a glacier. Each songs is atmospheric, gloomy and bleak to the utmost, fraught with scattered vocals that alternate between a clean, mournful groan and a raspy croak. The production leaves a bit to be desired, as it shows its age in the muted overall tone, but the distortion is turned up so high on the guitars they sound like they are fucking underwater. This is an incredibly dark, gloomy and bizarre album that really has yet to be surpassed by any of its progeny. I can certainly see why Thergothon called it off after this album, as there would be nowhere to go after this – they did everything there was to do here, and it would not be possible for them to get any more depressive. So they just left us this one masterpiece, an album that may not be for everyone, but stands on its own just the same: uncompromising and impossible to dismiss.

Additional Information

Originally released in 1994