Fjällfolk plunge straight into the shadows with Trick or Treat, a full-throttle heavy metal album that turns folklore’s darkest creatures into nine blistering anthems. Released as a chaotic ode to myths, demons, and the entire Halloween spirit, the record leans into everything feral and fantastical. The band treats each track as an invocation that summons where banshees scream through guitar amps and sirens weave their spells through distortion.
Trick or Treat kicks off with “Demons,” and right from the rolling drum intro, you know you’re in for a bruiser. Guitars come tearing in with gritty, grinding riffs while cymbals slash through the air. The singer wastes no time unleashing pure vitriolic fervor, his voice landing somewhere between a battle cry and a curse hurled across a storm. The drums rap with tight insistence, driving the track forward with the pulse of something hunting you in the dark.
By the time you reach “Skeletons,” the album has settled firmly into its monstrous stride. Cymbals splash like clattering bones while the guitars gnash out thick, ominous riffs. The vocalist roars with a rage that feels almost ritualistic, lifting each line like an incantation. When he belts, “The dead remember what you do.” The whole track feels like a graveyard shaking itself awake.
The closer, “Shapeshifters,” shifts tone with shimmery, spectral melodic guitars chiming against rustling cymbals and steady, rapping drums. The vocals soar with punch and clarity, giving the song an anthemic lift as it morphs between beauty and brutality. It’s a fitting finale — agile, volatile, and alive with motion.
With Trick or Treat, Fjällfolk deliver a loud, gleefully wicked metal onslaught that turns mythic terror into fuel. It’s Halloween turned up to eleven — dangerous, unholy, and ridiculously fun.
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Review by: Naomi Joan