Review
Guitars warp and morph without ever settling into traditional riffs on “Voice on the West Wind” as Vancouver’s Egregore unleash an unstable, shape-shifting fusion of black, death, and speed metal. This sophomore effort highlights the Canadian trio’s evolutionary leap, delivering what critics celebrate as the "live-wire blood and sinew of its wildness." Far from a straightforward retro throwback, the record channels a frantic, cosmic energy that constantly threatens to spiral out of control.
Writers commend the album's chaotic yet tightly controlled compositions. Publications like Decibel note that the band excels at "blending recognizable forms within an atmosphere of chaos" to carve out a thrilling path for extreme metal. From the screeching vocal heights of “Craven Acts of Desperate Men” to the massive ten-minute title track, It Echoes in the Wild retains a rough-edged, primal grit. Rather than relying on modern cavernous dissonance, Egregore lean into shifting rhythms, classic heavy metal gallops, and a sense of untamed momentum.
