Nordstahl’s latest release, Ragnarök in Berlin, rips the attention from your hands and shoves it into the smoldering wreckage of a civilization asleep at the wheel. The album kicks off with “Midgards Schlaf,” a haunting, slow-burn opener where strings swell like a storm on the horizon and the vocals creep in with a low menace before erupting in chilling fury.
Ragnarök in Berlin gives you all of distortion, Norse mythology, and sheer existential dread. Nordstahl tiptoes around global decay and kicks the door down with a sonic sledgehammer and a side of righteous fury.
Right off the bat, “Midgards Schlaf” lures you into its hypnotic nightmare with cinematic strings before plunging into menacing beats and deep, simmering vocals that sound like a prophet trying to wake a sleepwalking world.
Then comes the title track, “Ragnarök in Berlin.” Gritty guitars shred through the mix like razors, and the vocals are sharp, hoarse, ice-cold. Nordstahl paints a picture of a city dancing through its own annihilation, and you can’t help but nod along.
But wait, “Jörmungands Kreis” takes it up a notch. This one’s got the anthemic pull of a rallying cry with drums pounding like boots in the street, vocals spitting truths with such fire you might just stop doomscrolling for once.
Ragnarök in Berlin demands you get ready. Because the end isn’t coming—it’s here. And Nordstahl just gave it a soundtrack.
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Review by: Naomi Joan