Lingua Ignota uses sharp sound and expansive composition to carve an emotionally-grueling odyssey on their latest LP.
Full of Hell point microphones into the bleak forgotten corners of existence on their new record, giving voice to a deep and frightening darkness.
The Callous Daoboys wield heavy riffs and chaotic compositions on their new full-length, and absolutely demolish my former hatred of the violin.
Depending on the time of day and/or the mood harboring your skull, each perceived track floats by like an amorphous mass, ceaselessly shape shifting before your eyes. It renders each listening experience a novel one. And this quality glimmers fervently, long after you depart from its substances and continue your day-to-day.
Alex of Death Tape Super Bass explains his reasoning for not adhering to a specific style of sound, the process by which he produces a track, and his innate desire to unearth new sounds to broaden his soundboard.
Abstract expression? Innovative art? Or absolute shit? Drummer Ryosuke Kiyasu’s experimental live performances are pushing the very concept of percussion beyond definition.
Characterized by a turbulent mishmash of genres and styles, the experimental, melodic grindcore quintet Beaten to Death erect a unique tone that is as disorienting as it is blissful.
Etched into this album’s enigmatic fabric are dizzying patterns of electronic soundscapes, an unflinching quantity of bizarre timbres and transitions, and a keen sense of mania.
Featuring 45 artists across the genres of death, black, and sludge metal, noise, crust, ritual ambient, and neofolk.
A moodboard of tones, soundscapes, electronic planes and spires protruding into the not too distant future, REMNANT ensconces listeners in a cyberpunk reality.
Grave Blankets discuss the piecing together of their debut EP. They describe how the band formed and they also articulate an intriguing notion whereby each member’s contributions to the band’s output are for the collective of the outfit and not for egotistical inflation.
Interspersed throughout the frigid void writhing, feverish outbursts of death industrial erupt and sometimes, molten heaps of sheet metal eek to create scathing harsh noise textures.