Kvelertak is the gold standard in punked-up, black metal-adjacent, classic rock-worshipping extreme music. The band described by Revolver as “blackened rock and roll party beasts,” with their triple-guitar harmonies and heaps of lyrics written in their native Norwegian, is truly unlike any other.
Drawing deeply from local traditions and folklore of the non-fantasy variety, the evocative songs on the band’s fifth album, Endling, tell spellbinding stories of elemental wonder. Endling brims with catchy, straight-to-the-point hard rock tunes, as well as some of their most ambitious instrumentation.
Kvelertak sounds bigger and more creative than ever, even if this period remains as unpredictable as every other. Kvelertak is an “Endling” in itself, the last of their kind. About to break up at any given moment, total collapse and catastrophe are always right around the corner. But for now, they’re still here. Like a constant supernova at its most destructive and brightest, Kvelertak has never been better.
