Theatrical metal kings Avatar take a turn for the darker on new album Hunter Gatherer

Avatar park the theatrics and for a circus of horrors on eighth album Hunter Gatherer

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Avatar: Hunter Gatherer (opens in new tab)

Avatar: Hunter Gatherer (opens in new tab)

Avatar (opens in new tab) have been in metal’s ‘increasingly difficult to classify’ pile since they released their boundary-pushing self-titled debut in 2009. Since then, the theatrical Swedes have impishly skirted the concept of genre as though hopping over hot coals, going bigger on ambition with every LP and proving their penchant for spectacle extends far beyond superficial gimmickry.

Their last record, 2018’s gleeful Avatar Country (opens in new tab), conjured its own fully realised world, accompanied by a crowdfunded mini-movie, but their eighth effort sees them moving in a different direction, swapping playful mischief for a darker realm where fear and anxiety permeates. Sure, some fans might miss the wackiness that painted their previous batshit-isms in carnival colours, but the band’s wicked sense of humour still bubbles away, albeit less overtly this time around. On A Secret Door, their ferocious collaboration with Corey Taylor (opens in new tab), rather than having the Slipknot (opens in new tab) frontman lend the track his fearsome pipes, Avatar have got him on whistling duties. The jokers.

Hunter Gatherer (opens in new tab) is a return to the heaviness of their melodic death metal (opens in new tab) roots, but this time with the finesse and ingenuity of their later material. Wormhole is doomy, Sabbath (opens in new tab)-like sludge, whereas Colossus is a lumbering ’Knot-esque chug that sees the band find a new groove, amid filthy electronics and a ghastly Circus Of Horrors chorus. Silence In The Age Of Apes and Child continue the vibe, the former combining fiendish riffery with the band’s System Of A Down (opens in new tab)-style idiosyncrasies and death metal influences. The latter is a fucked-up nursery rhyme, which allows virtuoso vocalist Johannes Eckerström, who seems to have about 10 different singing styles, to leapfrog between abrasive roars, massive cleans and sing-song narration. In the hands of lesser bands, that scattershot approach to tone and style could come off looking faceless, but not so with Avatar. Amidst the chaos, they always sound completely like themselves.

Danniii Leivers writes for Classic Rock, Metal Hammer, Prog, The Guardian, NME, Alternative Press, Rock Sound, The Line Of Best Fit and more. She loves the 90s, and is happy where the sea is bluest.