
The band might seem to exude artsy pretentiousness, right down to the funeral doom arrangements, which couldn’t be any more trendy right now, but the way Bloody Panda combines visceral power with aching beauty and devastating emotion is a marvel. Pheromone is imposing, Ohara lends Bloody Panda an air of accessibility most male doom growlers are completely incapable of. Singing in both English and Japanese, Ohara could be singing in Esperanto for all we care, as her melodic chants are often difficult to discern, but despite the fact that her lyrics do possess a poetic quality, Pheromone is more about mood than message, her vocals every bit as entrancing as the arrangement behind her. You’re looking at one of the finest doom albums to come out in recent memory.
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