The doom metal scene has always been over crowded, but thankfully Winter produce a manic depression that puts them in a dungeon on their own. This is very bleak, music that you certainly won't often be in the mood for, but once that needle hits the wax, its a grind like no other. This isn't retro groovy doom, or stoner, simply grey, bleak and uninviting soundscapes that mash the brain into a grey pulp. There's no edge, or life or glimmer of hope on 'Into Darkness', it's merely an experiment in grating anguish and despair, music to perish to in fact.
So, why would anyone get off on such miserable slow-motion hate, well it's simple, it's a feeling, just like the shrill black metal noise, this is music from another place, a desolate vacuum of complete misery. Although the production is actually of a high standard, Winter chug along until the stereo is a pile of ash, because this isn't awkward like Confessor, or monolithic like Candlemass, it's simply grey, a reflection of social disaster, personal tragedy and unrivalled grief. Buy...and then die!
7.5/10
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