The tail of a happy little duck.
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.
Bloody vocal chords and haymakers of harsh distortion.
An enrapturing sojourn through polluted skies.
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.
Well, it seems that there is an 80s metal revival party going on right now so I may as well jump on and enjoy the ride.
“Where once you stood
Climbs vapor to the stars
Where did you go?”