A plunge into the inner self.
Steeped in mysticism, Farewell’s amorphous and verdant folk compositions beckon us into an early onset of autumn.
An in-depth wandering about the introspective, ambient-laden album that pays respects to John’s brother, Peter.
In this album review cluster, we plunge into the musty auras permeating from Disentomb, we make effort to settle the debate between the better of the two Batushka’s, Bartushka and Krzysztof’s solo record, and we capstone the episode with the harrowing psychedelic incantation invoked by Skáphe and Wormlust.
Zessa comes together like an enchanting mist delicately strewn about a world long forgotten.
A monolithic cyborg compactor that dwells in the fringes of space, slowly glassing and obliterating planets with surgical precision.
Dredging up opaque memories from our respective childhoods, God Body Disconnect’s latest work imbued in us a keen sense of introspectiveness and longing.
A recounting of our journey out to Jackson Hole, Wyoming, and the festival that transpired near the Grand Teton mountain range.
“All the wrath of god, none of the salvation.”
Our latest album review variety episode where we dissect some frigid black metal, murky death-doom, progressive sludge, and Dark Souls-inspired black metal.
Grab your makeshift wrenches and welding torches to keep this disheveled crew’s craft afloat as we strike murderous warp speed.