Album Review: Electric Wizard, Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1
Posted in Reviews on January 14th, 2025 by JJ KoczanMuch to Electric Wizard‘s credit, they spell ‘magic’ correctly in the title of their live album, Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1. Of course, it comes from a song on 2007’s landmark Witchcult Today (discussed here), and I could go on about how it fits with the aesthetic of the NSFW-via-nipple 1960s-fetish-mag cover art — nobody spelled magic with a ‘k’ in that era of print media — but you likely get the point. Like a lot of what’s happening here, it makes sense in the context of Electric Wizard. More importantly, and more impressively, this eight-song/76-minute live album might just be the filthiest the long-running lords of Sabbathian-inheritance doom have ever sounded. Stiff competition in that regard, I know. Since solidifying in the early 1990s, Electric Wizard have been responsible for some of the rawest, stonedest heavy cultistry ever produced. Genre figureheads, they’ve been an influence on two generations of bands running, and Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 is them in their element.
The band have never been short on lore, be it the great pants debate in the stonerrock.com days, that time I had Oborn‘s name wrong in an entire Metal Maniacs cover feature — oof — or their lyrical affinities for Saturn, Satan, drugs, violence, exploitation horror, and so on, and Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 has a narrative element as well in how it was put together. It’s their lockdown album, essentially. And it could hardly be more appropriate that, going on five years after the covid-19 pandemic album, the heavy underground has seen release after release, scores and swaths of albums made between ’20-’22 where the story is the same: “Oh we really took the time to work on the songs this time.” Well of course you did. You couldn’t leave the house for a year. Plenty of time to sweat the details recording on that laptop when you’re dissociating and can’t leave the house.
What could be more fitting than for Electric Wizard to go completely the other way? You have to understand, Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 is full-nasty. Reportedly, Oborn, fellow guitarist Liz Buckingham, and drummer Simon Poole went into their rehearsal space in 2020 after touring the US East Coast at the end of 2019 and put the set to tape because they felt like the band was in a good place sound-wise and they wanted to preserve that somehow even if they couldn’t play live. Fair enough. So Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 is a live album in the sense of being performance-based — not that Electric Wizard‘s studio albums are hyper-produced, mind you, but there are concepts explored, instrumental themes of riff, and stories being told — there’s no audience. The 10-minute crash-soaked, feedback-drenched, sample-topped wretchfest that “Witchcult Today” becomes fades to silence after its writhing assault of nod has concluded, and that’s it. No response, no applause. It is nigh on claustrophobic.
Imagine being stuck in a humid, musty-smelling box with Electric Wizard blaring the noisiest rendition of “Black Mass” you’ve ever heard, Oborn gnashing and screaming, the whole band just tearing into the song. So loud and so dank you’re thinking of taking one of those nuggets of weed that magically showed up in your jacket pocket and using it as an earplug. As with some black metal, Electric Wizard have been able to make the sonic rawness of their recordings part of their aesthetic. This has been a purposeful, conscious choice on the part of the band for at least the better part of the last 20 years, and Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 is perhaps their most naked display of the ethic in being as stripped down as possible — not quite audience bootleg, but soundboard — and understanding that, for them, such a thing is actually Electric Wizard at their most realized. Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 plunges deeper into the aural pit the band have hollowed out over their time, and represents them in a way that neither a studio or on-stage live release, or even a demo tape, which is probably the closest analogy for the sound here, could.
A 76-minute runtime gives them plenty of time to dig into “Incense for the Damned,” the wailing wah solo of “Dopethrone” at the outset, or “The Chosen Few” later on, and the cacophony of “Black Mass” with Oborn up against the mic to invoke the devil, and for fans, the setlist itself is part of why it works. Electric Wizard wouldn’t be a band likely to produce a ‘best of’ anytime soon — though if they did, no doubt it would be with a suitable twist somehow, as is the case here — but Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 culls highlights from their catalog like “Satanic Rites of Drugula” and “Scorpio Curse,” caps with permacloser “Funeralopolis,” and in “The Chosen Few,” “Witchcult Today,” “Dopethrone” and “Black Mass” seems to be like a mother bird opening its mouth to vomit sustenance to its children. In this case, it’s Electric Wizard‘s listenership eating a particularly vehement puke.
But again, the key consideration with Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 is that this is who Electric Wizard are. Distortion as flag for disaffection. Extreme cult stoner downerism. An excuse to feel bad. As it will, “Funeralopolis” offers scathe as much as catharsis with its abiding fuckall and wash of lumbering noise, and in the atmosphere resulting from the straight-to-tape nature of the recording, the finale emphasizes the intention underlying so much of what the band does. Yeah, Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 sounds like what they say it is; they went into the room and hit it.
But it also ties into the persona the band have crafted. Any group with a lineup and a tape machine could theoretically do the same thing, but few of Electric Wizard‘s notoriety would dare to be so exposed to their audience. Electric Wizard, on the other hand, revel in it. As a collective, they’re no strangers to basking in chaos or throwing aural mud, and Black Magic Rituals and Perversions Vol. 1 brings a substantial dose of both. It is Electric Wizard at their utmost.