From the rugged, rain-swept coastline of Bjoergvin, enclosed within the looming embrace of seven mountains, emerges the seventh full-length album from¬†Taake, rising from the gloom like the beacon of traditional black metal. It is fresh, yet traditional in spirit. It is familiar to the ear, yet unexpectedly proceeds to wind its sinuous and unpredictable way through a soundscape that only a mother could love. A soundscape underscored by a nasty groove, that at times can appear deceptively playful.
Taake¬†still today manages to stay relevant and at the forefront of the genre, and, true to form,¬†Hoest, who plays every instrument on¬†Kong Vinter¬†himself, has ensured that the album is imbued with the unique¬†Taake¬†sound whilst at the same time developing it further.¬†Kong Vinter¬†is both progressive and straight forward, with a touch of the devil's own music ‚Äì rock 'n' roll. This is unmistakably¬†Taake, and, as always,¬†Hoest¬†has produced an intense work that surprises and enthralls.