Bearing down upon your being like some looming catastrophe that lingers in the back of your brain, this split takes the shape of an oppressive, recurring nightmare that subconsciously gnaws through your sanity without you even realising.
Bearing down upon your being like some looming catastrophe that lingers in the back of your brain, this split takes the shape of an oppressive, recurring nightmare that subconsciously gnaws through your sanity without you even realising.
Peel back the long-dormant veil curtaining our lineage.
A pestilent brute of aural decimation.
An in-depth interview with the mastermind behind the Dark Souls-inspired melodic black/death metal project, Firelink.
Dissections of sounds arcane and apoplectic.
Frenetically visceral, unrelenting, and full of atmosphere.
Exhuming the 1996 death metal landmark.
Osmium-drenched radiance.
Welcome to dying.
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.
A monolithic cyborg compactor that dwells in the fringes of space, slowly glassing and obliterating planets with surgical precision.
A recounting of our journey out to Jackson Hole, Wyoming, and the festival that transpired near the Grand Teton mountain range.