Dysgnostic – End Whispers
Release Date: 10th July 2026
Label: Transcending Obscurity Records
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Genre: Dissonant Death Metal
FFO: Ulcerate, Evilyn, Gorguts, Devenial Verdict, Crown of Madness, Undersave, Ornette Coleman.
Review By: Malte Brigge
Defilementory was a Danish brutal death metal band whose focus and direction shifted so much that, without losing or replacing any members, they changed their name to Dysgnostic not only to signify a technical tonal shift but to step further away from the band they were. Metal Epidemic’s own Rick Farley lauded their “debut”, 2022’s Scar Echoes, for its “dark expressions of dissonant ambience”. Having added Crocell’s guitarist Mads Bertram H Gath to the line-up, Dysgnostic continues their exploration of slippery, slightly queasy, soundscapes with End Whispers. Taking cues from Gorguts’ wormy riff platters and Ulcerate’s undulating morasses, are Dysgnostic just Danish “Faceless Ones” or are they a new breed of walker-weavers spinning webs we’ve never seen before?
Guitars on End Whispers interleave intricate imbrications free of foundational chordal formations. Constantly abrupt, each instrument follows its own inspiration as they work together toward monolithic spots. The fractal shape of the album renders individual song distinctions moot, and songs often bleed into each other like a setlist so that it’s almost impossible to listen to the album in any direction except the one presented. Opener The Last Refrain begins with the same passage as closer Glimpses of a Lost Horizon, more than suggesting a conceptual framework, and if the song titles mean anything, it might thematically work in reverse time (the “last” refrain being the first one you hear). And how drummer Richart Olsen (Carbon Tomb) keeps time at all is something my simple head cannot understand, because I found it futile to track tempos and time signatures throughout the album, which further adds to the consistent sense of disorientation and vertigo that makes listening to these nine tracks so dizzying.
Wiry, discordant, glissando licks slide across the surface like an oil-fueled fire leaping roof to roof. What End Whispers evolves from Scar Echoes is the way the blade-like guitars build across the album to big movements that redirect your attention. Into Salvation’s Night drops into a spacious, doom-laden tourbillon for a few seconds when a choral drone sweeps across the ominous horizon, burying the guitars for about a minute before a stunning Simon Kaanegaard solo spirals out of the ashes. Lengthy centerpiece Ignis Fatuus (check out Olsen’s incredible cymbal work in the opening moments), eschewing structure almost completely, slithers through compact movements before opening into an empty chamber absolutely filled with riches, by which I mean some lovely basswork, just before the entire edifice goes incandescent beneath another soaring solo. Glimpses of a Lost Horizon builds to a violent beatdown with an eldritch lead that drops you into the darkness of a swoony, stupor-shaking saxophone. The way its final notes breathe back into the main chord progression, with a slight key change, to close the album is absolutely inspired.
Songs and arid, wiry passages slide by blurrily; it can be hypnotic to the point you no longer notice what’s happening. Outside a few big pops, it’s very difficult to hold onto anything, even after a dozen listens. To be fair, nearly every moment on this album is interesting, but moments emerge and re-emerge from each other like dreadful alien spawn, too much to keep track of, individual moments becoming indistinguishable as they merge into further individual moments. Feast of Emptiness, The Shattered Timekeeper and Orphaned and Abandoned establish such a cohesive back-half run that there’s almost no individuality to the songs. Thomas Fischer’s (Elitist, Apparatus) vocals range from guttural lows reminiscent of Defilementory’s brutal work to flamethrower rasps that scorch this inscrutable library, but the way Dysgnostic builds harmonic/disharmonic structures makes me wonder what a vocalist like Diamanda Galas could do to elevate the songs to the same level as the musicianship on display, and to add more unique personality to the gordian stylings these Danes control.
End Whispers is a complicated, complex, album that pushes the idea of what distortion and discordance can do to aggressively shape an emotionally devastating experience. There’s a progressively sinking feeling that hits a few scene-stealing moments across a spidery macramé of tracks. It continually teeters on becoming completely unhinged but never loses its balance. Dysgnostic are clearly growing as musicians and songwriters, and understand the necessity of pinning the listening experience down at a few major waypoints along their post-apocalyptic wandering. I’m still getting my head around this almost forbidding, molten landscape, and I’m not sure it’ll be possible to excavate all the secrets End Whispers still hides.
(4 / 5)
