I didn’t know rap could get this fuckn’ heavy.
Enduring a Sisyphean struggle to attain ascension.
Event horizon in music form.
Transcendental sludge that grooves you into the floor.
An open, relaxed, space-y, sound; very seventies, combined with deity-crushing, maddened, black metal. There is no band out there that sounds like Oranssi Pazuzu.
Lingua Ignota uses sharp sound and expansive composition to carve an emotionally-grueling odyssey on their latest LP.
A monolithic cyborg compactor that dwells in the fringes of space, slowly glassing and obliterating planets with surgical precision.
“All the wrath of god, none of the salvation.”
Duncan Ritchie discusses his latest Cryo Chamber effort, Alive With Scars. He speaks about some of his field recording techniques, the album’s artwork, and how living with Multiple Sclerosis has ultimately served as a touchstone of influence for all of his compositions, old and new.
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.