Psychopomp and circumstance: Certain Death contemplates “Certain Death” on debut single

photo by Nicole Miller

I came up with the name for the band when I first moved to New York about a decade ago. I’d see the thousand ways to die on every street corner; garbage truck, scaffolding collapsing, etc. and would think "Certain death" every time. Before the pandemic I decided to change the name of my band from my name (Henry Black) to Certain Death. They my dog died and the lockdown started a day later. I wrote the song "Certain Death" both about my dog Brook passing, and also the impending doom of it all in the face of a modern day plague. Fortuitous timing in a dark and horrible way.

 It’s pretty perverse when you think about it. The only certainty in life is the certainty of death. Self-awareness comes only with the awareness that one day the self will no longer be aware…

LISTEN TO CERTAIN DEATH’s "CERTAIN DEATH" (STUDIO VERSION)

…which is exactly why songs like “Certain Death” by Certain Death need to exist—the band’s debut single—and if it re-appears later as the opening track to their debut album also assumedly titled Certain Death the band will surely be a shoe in for the 2023 Black Sabbath Outstanding Achievement in the Field of Triple Identical Band/Song/Album Titles on a Doom Metal Debut Record award…

…a song which at 5 minutes and 51 seconds is only 26 second shorter than "Black Sabbath" by Black Sabbath and which likewise addresses death directly, not merely as an abstract idea/concept but rather as a manifested presence ever-present in daily existence as a matter of psychopomp and circumstance…

…and if you’re gonna look the Grim Reaper (an invention of plague-afflicted late Middle Ages Europe, a figure who reaps souls like a farmer harvesting souls with his scythe) directly in the eye under a musical guise, you’d better have some sick tritone-laden riffage at the ready—sick as the state of the world itself—and some blazing fretwork pyrotechnics with which to counter Death in the manifested rotting flesh…

…and “Certain Death” has got all of this to the n’th degree oscillating between passages of brooding wraith-like menace and outbursts of unbridled instrumental sound ‘n’ fury shredage—a death rattle more euphoric than morose like a Dia de los Muertos celebration—with vocalist/guitarist Henry Black leading the charge into the metal meltdown all guns blazing but "Certain Death" works equally well in it’s scaled-down, moody acoustic demo version as seen/heard above which should satisfy fans of Mark Kozelek’s covers of AC/DC tunes even if the demo version actually came first…

…and to experience more of Henry’s songwriting/arranging acumen just check out the playlist below which is more in the vein of Gordon Lightfoot or Harry Nilsson than Pagan Altar or Witchfinder General and we especially recommend "YGS" which flows fluidly from the intro’s pensive lyrics and strummed guitar into a rollicking rocker complete with barrelhouse piano and massed cumulous-cloud harmonies before passing over to another realm in a brief psychedelic/psychopompy outro… (Jason Lee)