Peripeteia

by Anagnorisis

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    Our first offering of Peripeteia vinyl will include a physical copy of "Taped Lies on Loop," a 20 page zine by Zachary Kerr that delves into the concepts behind the record. Interspersed with the lyrics, the zine features an unparalleled look at the themes and ideas in Peripeteia, and describes the tie-ins to Beyond All Light. Zines are numbered and signed by Zachary Kerr.

    The double LP set comes in a beautiful gatefold packaging with gloss highlights and an additional insert with lyrics and credits. Also included is an Anagnorisis logo patch and sticker.

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    This set includes the special edition Peripeteia double LP (see below) on black vinyl and Beyond All Light vinyl on blue, red, or yellow vinyl (whichever we have more of). This set will come with the Taped Lies on Loop zine, sticker, and patch.

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    CD version of Peripeteia comes in digipack format w/ spot gloss cover & poster booklet w/ lyrics inside. Designed by Ryan Patterson.

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    This is the final Like Young Records release and we have a few colors left after tour:

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  • Cassette

    The Yehonala Tapes release of Peripeteia. Very similar to the US version, except slightly different printing on the tape. Matte black, imported from Germany.

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"Peripeteia​'s main strength lies in its grandiloquent​ song structures that nip at black metal's boundaries. This is black metal at its most grand, coldly melodic and unapologetically over-the-top without stumbling into wimpy, overly symphonic territory..." - Noisey

“Autobiographical black metal with the weight of reality” - Invisible Oranges

“Black metal expansionists…” - Decibel Magazine

"[W]hat really solidifies its greatness is the mournful air lurking in each song, lending heart and soul to a cold and dark journey." - LEO Weekly

NOTE: For CD & LP orders outside of US & Canada, visit the Vendetta Records Bandcamp: vendetta-records.bandcamp.com

Peripeteia is an honest and passionate autobiography of vocalist—and now protagonist—Zachary Kerr. The themes in Peripeteia have no apparent beginning or end as the record is composed to infinitely loop, repeating the dramatic emotions we all encounter in our own lives.

Continuing their namesake theme of concepts from Aristotle’s Poetics, the Greek word “peripeteia” means “a sudden reversal of fortune or change in circumstances,” and was described by the philosopher as occurring immediately after the moment of self-recognition, or anagnorisis. Peripeteia is not only the culmination of the band’s legacy in the US black metal scene, but a story 30 years in the making, a story told through the heart-breaking lens of audio tapes from Kerr’s childhood, spliced throughout the album.

What started as a cathartic effort by Kerr in 2013—Anagnorisis’ previous LP Beyond All Light—is finished with raw emotion in the form of Peripeteia, which serves as both the prequel (tracks 1-5) and sequel (tracks 6-8) to the critically acclaimed 2013 release.

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released October 21, 2016

Guitars, keyboards, synthesizer, and programming by Zak Denham.
All vocals and lyrics by Zachary Kerr.
Synthesizers, saxophone, and additional programming by Samuel Hartman.
Bass guitar by Josh Mumford.
All acoustic drums performed by Cody McCoy.

Full credits at www.anagnorisis.com/peripeteia

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Anagnorisis Louisville, Kentucky

Based on a Greek phrase for “discovery,” ANAGNORISIS was founded in 2003 in Louisville, KY. The band has since then released three full-length records and two EPs.

The group’s intense live show and impious beliefs have created an aggressive yet intelligent ethos for Anagnorisis, positioning them at the forefront of American black metal.
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Track Name: Transparent −
Every prism is a prison within this black mirror

....and I am all but trapped in trance.

Lost within this illusion of light,
malformed disdain staring back at me.

Weak within my presence.

....and I am all but trapped in trance.

At every angle, I've become my undoing.
This defective form to watch in past tense,
so much so, that my stains are stationary.

....and I'm all but trapped in trance.

Existence shaped in lies and shit

I know what I've done and hate what I've become.
Track Name: Disgust & Remorse, Pt I
There are no spectrums of hope here,
only fragments of past loss in this pane.

Particles of self in negative reflections.
Acceptance, like light, that failed to meet these eyes.

My wound is self disgust, bored out by my matriarch.
Made to control my life.

Encompassing and consuming me.
Its void isn't deep enough to crawl inside.
So I become its surface, forcing it to reside beneath me,
in attempt to hide my true nature.

The man behind this mask,
a total sum of all your failures.

Depression now leads me by the leash.
This hollowed body heels and licks the wounds.

Control lust, nurtured by deception.
Marionette born breech,
botched death began this life sentence.

With no light to guide me and stripped of all defenses.

I remain in your image:
A lie.
I remain perfect in your imagination:
A lie.

A virtual projection - punished for pasts - not lived my me.
This reflective version of atoms is not my story.
As this rib is not my own.
Stop blaming me.
Track Name: Disgust & Remorse, Pt II
For so long I've hated this reflection.
I've disfigured myself to lose sight of you.
For so long I've begged for an end to this story.
All the while it's been me with the pen in my hand.

My greatest weakness is my strongest enemy.
Always coming back to level me.

Perceptions and fluctuations.
Illusions of failures.

I was born to everything I hate.

I've never been enough.
I've never done enough.
A lack of actions: my grand declaration.
Without the ownership of guilt I have nothing left to cling to.

Yet this matter keeps me captive.

If life has turned to penance, then no more fleeting moments.
I'll burn my world and all I love to be at peace without your pity.

If this is the sum of it all, then the moments
leading me here have led me astray.
That which is crying should also be dead
As peace is a distant lullaby for the fragile and the weak.

Taught to hate myself, through hating you.
Lessons in humility by watching you.
You've fucked my life for far too long.
Let me live my own regret.
Track Name: 5306 Morningside
In these halls I wept as great deceivers bow and lose the head.
Your time the corpse and mine the earthly shroud.
Topside of this crooked life it's all just dirt.

I was born to cover up your scent.
The muck of life on the back of death.
To fail each other now is to occupy the moments in between our lies.
As Judas, I'd single you out and gladly hang.
My life has always been one step above the grave.

You created this Christ-like life.
You wanted something born to break

Something wrong to save.
Held breath in the lungs of hate.

The exhale, the faithless chant,
foundations built on sand.
Only one set of footsteps in my past

If not myself then no one
No God to give me light!

No crutch-shaped cross in my hand.
No idols or words of worship from these lips.

No past atonements for my actions.

All I see is you in these eyes: hideous, most precious, and closest to home.
The rough side of a polished mask is my true self.

To wear away the shame of lineage in these veins.

I surrender no light in this shit life.
I hear your words on dated lies.

You always provoked the best in me by showing me the worst of you.
Track Name: Night Skies Over Nothingness
It's time to snuff this torch of yours.
I've held on for far too long.
Let the embers fade and pass.
Red with fury into a spectral haze.

Memories and dreams burn thin,
Turned to ash and spread like your final wish.

My life commemorates your past tense.
Yet this light I call my own,
No longer leads that path.
Foot in mouth instead of tail.
Chewed like the fool until there's no way left to stand.

No longer claiming ruined flesh,
just wasted time in wasted skin.
Wasted namesake to pass mental disease.
Afraid to exist.
So exhausted from hiding.

Disbelief in make believe.
Nothing more than the best and worse for you.

We darken the sun with ouroboros eclipse.
I wear this crest now instead of Kerr.

In hindsight I've always been the black son.
The singularity of this black hole.
Night skies over nothingness.
Stardust lost to emptiness.

I lived hell for both of you.
Bound by blood and bone.
Wearing abuse that's not my own.

These tides crashed over all our lives making waves in twilight.

Our lives can't cross anymore.
Yet we both expire all the same.
In the same space. At the same time.
Traverse particles in dark matter collide.

Not glass houses but a hall of mirrors is where I dwell.
With every crack I die and then born again,
So many versions of this pain within these panes
All staring back and all fucking the same.

Words dispelled and curses lifted.
Only I can haunt myself with memories that don't die.

These memories a loop in which I dwell.
This disappointed youth in which I fell.
This sadness is a loop in which I dwell.
Until that loop tightens to end this hell.
Track Name: Peripeteia
Within this black mirror
I embrace my truest form.
To know thyself and trust no one
In blackest sin the sheddings done.

This sum of scars remains the same.
Repentance laced with hexed benevolence.
Wounds kissed with salted lips.
As the life I rode in on is now weak with rust.

Husk removed in forlorn decay.
Communion fed with tears of wine.
Unifying this trinity of scum.
Communication through altercation.

Father.
Mother.
Unwanted son.
Forgiveness never.

Beasts of martyrdom.
Sympathy in admiration.
Forgiveness never.

At what cost were you forsaken?
Do you suffer breathless dreams, back on distant shores?
Not all is lost when bridges burn, reflecting back and forgetting none.

By myself but not myself.
I've moved on as you've moved down.

This trinity of scum.

Accountability lays just beneath me.

This trinity of scum.

I hung for your sins of failed relations.
Not by gallows but by line for all to see.
Embodiment of charity.
"Oh how I've failed," the wretched said.

The perfect life.
The perfect fraud.
The perfect traitor is here at hand.
All I had to lose was everything,
As I gave my life to this void of demand.

Alive within this black mirror for all to see.

This is now existence, as it was always meant to be.

Alive within this black mirror for all to see.

I don't desire acceptance, or cross, or pity.
All past tense and passé.

Within this black mirror
I begin to reflect affinity,
Within this black mirror
I embrace my truest form.

I now know myself and trust no one.
In blackest sin the sheddings finally done.
Track Name: Metamorphosis
This final moment too shall pass.
Nothing left of Nothingness.
Separated particles held by shedding skin.
I'm not now what I was then.

Fractal light colliding, past and present on repeat.
Infinitely trapped in trance.

Staring into and out of all the same.
To be removed in broken light.
Crushing guilt that drowns my joy.
An awakening of self-reproach.
Letting go and closing eyes.
Break the silence and the stare.

Pain then subjugated as memories now.
Time reigns supreme yet no wounds healed.
Years of waiting for its return.
Vengeance limited by perception.
In anticipation I lost my innocence.

I can't let go if I don't hold on.
The worst of times all that remains.
I can't let go if I don't hold on.
The best of life the wasted energy in placing blame.

You died and I moved on.
Only at a distance could we ever repair.
And now what's further apart than death?

This space predicated by past trespasses.
Losses accepted and expected.
Staring into the eyes of the enemy which is me.
This negative reflection, this apathetic me.

...and I'm trapped in trance.
Track Name: Transparent +
I hear your words caught in distant moments.
Taped lies on loop.
Disappointment on repeat.
Childhood viewed through the eyes of a man so wrought with past.
Can I be titled as such?
I burned so bright for so long.
My accounts now seem meaningless and subjective.

...and I'm all but trapped in trance.

My life by your life.
My time for your time.
Caught in the then and missing the now.
Four walls sealed tight.
This flesh cocoon has become the bane of my life.
Metamorphosis or death, the only freedoms I see.
So will I change and face this mirror in self-reflection?
Or fucking die internally, all but trapped in trance.