Seeping atmosphere. A dirge for an undeserved death.
Entombed in dereliction.
Ramblings about new EPs and tracks off of upcoming records: crusty death metal, blistering mathcore neuroses, worming noise rock, and a myriad of other resonances.
The universe collapses. This is the soundtrack.
Don’t you dare go Hollow!
Event horizon in music form.
Concise ramblings of some relatively fresh tracks and EPs: sloppy punk, planet-demolishing sludge, a synthwave cover, plus a litany of other timbres.
Mamaleek explores and emits timbres that ceaselessly flood city streets with deafening clamor.
Accursed black metal, the sound of anathema.
Manure in pearls.
Transcendental sludge that grooves you into the floor.
Wandering across landscapes dystopian, deranged, heinous, and haunting.