Ramblings on resonances repugnant, riveting, tranquil, and biting.
Excessive ramblings on timbres harsh, elating, groovy, boisterous, and psychotic.
“Hell is a reflection of myself, branded in the skin of those I love.”
Wandering across landscapes dystopian, deranged, heinous, and haunting.
Succinct reviews of some fresh singles, EPs, and splits: cybergrind, funeral doom, noise rock, brutal death metal, and a sundry of other tones.
Forced to eat moldy granola.
WVRM’s riffs got me leaning into the crowbar right as it connects with my skull.
Succinct reviews of some cybergrind, harsh noise/industrial, and hardcore-infused death metal.
A pestilent brute of aural decimation.
But we can definitively say what the dead listen to—freight train blastbeats, distorted guitar melodies, and vicious vocals.
Cloud Rat yank out the guts of grind to build a golem of new sound on their latest album.
Full of Hell point microphones into the bleak forgotten corners of existence on their new record, giving voice to a deep and frightening darkness.