There are two albums on this disc. _Embittered Darkness_ is classic Striborg, while _Isles de Morts_ is the best of the pre-Striborg Kathaaria demos and beyond.
_Embittered Darkness_ is brilliant. The production quality is so broken and bad, delivering static-like streams of scorched riffage. Sin-nanna's goblinoid vocals are impossibly twisted and disturbing. There are many strange interludes that deepen the mystery, from creepy distorted ambiance or disturbing synths.
But then _Isles de Morts_ is completely different. It's about ten years older, so that should be expected. Yet it almost sounds less like lo-fi black metal and more like some kind of industrial hellscape of hyperspeed junkyard machines. It is a brutal sonic onslaught of blasting buzz that cuts your soul with blades of pure entropy. The production doesn't even stay the same from song to song, yet there is a weird transcendent coherence to the sound, as the mix warps and distorts. You will dread to even ponder the wretched mind that conceived this relentlessly disturbing epic. It's not necessarily the BEST Striborg, but it is the scariest.
Get this for the first six tracks and throw the rest on from time to time; though they're clearly outmatched by the initial volley of 'Embittered Darkness,' the others are worth a look or two from raw black metal fans. Purchasing this is a pretty simple matter: you either get Striborg or you don't, and none of his albums will convince you more than any other. Still, I'm inclined to say that this one is a bit more bearable than many others; check it out and see for yourself.
Striborg is a one man band from Sin-nanna in Tazmania, Australia which is much like Washington state with massive lands of temperate rainforests of beatiful forests and snow capped mountains. This album displays interludes of cold and wierd passages which take you to strange places of drugged out paranoia and dark depressing isolation. You really feel the throes of this guy, and his lust for nature and hatred for mankinds pillage of the natural landscapes. The first album on this split is actually slower, creepier and more introspective. Striborg actually slowed down the tempo as the band matured, unlike most bands which start out great and then add blast beats to keep with the trends (dimmu borgir, satyricon) The latter and older album is full of free form blast beats and whisps of trebbled out white noise riffs that blend into heathen snow. Whats great about Striborg is that even with fast songs the mood and depth of his spiritual black metal are not compromised. Keyboards are used as interlude songs that display moods not ever found by any other black metal band. Its akin To Burzums last album but nasty, odd and very intreging. This man may not be the best musician but his music comes from a place not touched by other artists. Your soul will be twisted and taken into a void of wonder, pain, sorrow, and yet you will feel refreshed and connected with the astral plains through the vast mists of Tasmania.
Truly one of the absolute worst black metal albums ever. A complete waste of money. The recording is absolutely horrible and it the shrieking is barely listenable. The guys wants to be like Burzum or Xasthur and he doesn't have nearly the talent. Avoid at all costs.