An off-the-dome rambling on some top album picks from FCU’s contributors.
Put your head in a wind turbine destructive.
“A life benign, the stench of a false sense of pride. Keep your 9 to 5, I’ll take a dead end drive. At best vermin in this dirt fucking life.”
Ramblings on resonances repugnant, riveting, tranquil, and biting.
Excellent experimental ep from Lamb. A consolidation of anguish and growth.
Entombed in dereliction.
The tail of a happy little duck.
Concise ramblings of some relatively fresh tracks and EPs: sloppy punk, planet-demolishing sludge, a synthwave cover, plus a litany of other timbres.
Succinct reviews of some fresh singles, EPs, and splits: cybergrind, funeral doom, noise rock, brutal death metal, and a sundry of other tones.
An auditory experience that channels the fragrant stillness of a twilit evening in the dead of summer.
Plunging into dismal depths with a doom goliath.