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.
A psychedelic trip gone awry.
Join me as we take a walk through haunted woods in album form.
“Tvke It On The Rvn 666”
WVRM’s riffs got me leaning into the crowbar right as it connects with my skull.
A stopover at the enigmatic cottage cluster of unknown origin.
Pure bliss and despondency.
“Oh, come with old Khayyám, and leave the Wise
To talk; one thing is certain, that Life flies;
One thing is certain, and the Rest is Lies;
The Flower that once has blown for ever dies.”
“Bring back the plague.”
Succinct reviews of some cybergrind, harsh noise/industrial, and hardcore-infused death metal.
Haunted by Cruelty sounds like the soundtrack to an army of demons marching towards heaven, ready to pull the angels down into the abyss.
“Send my body to Arby’s.”