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Ragnarok are stalwarts of the Norwegian scene, having spent six albums immersed in the face-paint-and-spiky-wristbands school of traditionalist Black Metal. This is the long-delayed follow-up to 2004's Blackdoor Miracle, a well-regarded but underappreciated album. Collectors of the King is every inch of what you want from modern Black Metal: furious riffs, blasting drums, and a cold hell-bent energy. Ragnarok are very much in the vein of bands like Marduk and Belphegor who are content to mine the straightforward strike of raw power and feral aggression. And you know what? That's fine with me. Ragnarok are certainly not doing anything new, but they are doing their orthodoxy hard and heavy enough to keep me listening, something a lot of more experimental bands forget how to do. Here's to Ragnarok, long may they rip faces and rape nuns.