An Undersea Storm.
Remember shows? The new Ego Death record smashes their live energy right between your ears.
A cavalcade into depravity.
A vortex, chaotic yet tinged with longing.
Racists better get to running, because Dropdead’s back and banging the war drums.
Their self-titled record is like getting a brain massage from a warbling synth and a trap snare.
Fueled by folklore and guitar solos.
This is a fearful record for sure, but it is a fear that cannot ebb away simply because you are not in control of it. In other words, paranoia.
Taking the concept of catharsis to an unspoken place few dare to venture by infusing something rarely used in extreme metal: beautiful carnage.
With the state of the world as it is, it’s really no surprise that so many new death metal bands are erupting onto the scene.
Filthy and Frenzied.