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Hej och välkommen till 5 poäng nordisk mytologi med Arckanum. (mer…)

I mina öron gör Arckanum, enmannabandet som drivs av Shamaatae, den perfekta hårdrocken: primitiv, rå och djupt förankrad i mörk nordisk skog och historia. Omslagen är fulla av handkarvade runor och dräglande vargar och i inlagan finns ibland Darby Lahgers foton.
10 maj släpps nya skivan ”Fenris Kindir” på Season of Mist och så här förklarar Shamaatae, som bor och skriver sin musik i en stuga i Dalarna, vad den handlar om.

”This album is a dedication to the flaming giant-wolf, son of Loki; created from the Chaos-fires of Múspellsheimr. It is a tribute to the wrathful giant-wolf, son of Angrboða, found in the Ironwood where he is breeding hordes of giant monstrous wolves with Angrboða.

Omslaget till "Fenris Kindir"

His victorious name is Fenrir, also called Tungls Tjúgari! Hail Fenrir!

The sounds and music on this album are my auditory vision of the march of Fenrir convoyed with his hordes of giant wolves from the depths of the underworld to face Ragna Rök with warlike glory – deformed giant-wolves swarming in thousands.

The Old Norse poem Völuspá (40-41) says: ‘In the east of the Ironwood (Járnviðr) she the Old One (Angrboða) sat and there bore Fenrir’s Kin (Fenris kindir). One of which became the most worthy of them all, the One taking down the sun/moon with a two-pronged pitchfork (tungls tjúgari), in a troll’s shape. He fills his belly with the corpses of dead men and defiles the houses of gods with blood.

Shamatae. Foto: Darby Lahger

The sun’s beams blacken during summers and the weather grows stormy.’ The later prose Gylfaginning (51) reveals Fenrir’s flaming Múspell-descent during Ragna Rök: ‘Fenrir shall advance with gaping mouth, and his lower jaw shall be against the earth, but the upper against heaven, he would gape yet more if there were room for it; fires blaze from his eyes and nostrils… The Sons of Múspell shall go forth to that field which is called Vígríðr, thither shall come Fenrir also…’

This is my tribute to the wrathful, harsh and untamed anti-nature of Fenrir’s mighty essence! The anti-cosmic enemy of the worlds! Heill Tungls Tjúgari! Heilir Fenris Synir!”