Friday, March 25, 2016
I had no idea that Cobalt was in the midst of releasing a new album, all I knew was that I have been listening to a lot of Cobalt's Gin lately, which means nothing. Listen to Gin in its entirety and then listen to Slow Forever. Appreciate the differences, mourn the absence of Phil McSorley, celebrate the substitution of Charlie Fell and revel in Erik Wunder's talent for pushing a tired out genre into a type of creative stupor.
Wednesday, March 23, 2016
I'm still running around the virtual astral planes of the internet like a fucking asshole, chasing down releases from 2015 that weren't caught in my field of vision during my tenure as a certified specter of the current music world. I was either too busy reading rather than writing or too busy amassing old punk and rock albums rather than peeking my head into the sewers of underground metal. It was pure fucking tunnel vision man, and this place was Armageddon.
With that being said, here's another release from Dry Cough Records that flew under my radar, or sonar, or
Follow up on Dry Cough Records here.
Follow up on Bismuth's Bandcamp here.
Wednesday, March 9, 2016
Here's another Split birthed from different parts of the worlds primordial ooze with equal parts of enmity and mysticism, Canada's Garotting Deep and Sweden's Fōr. The sonic windows are draped in freshly flayed elk hide while balsam fir incense burns inside the wolf skull and ancient entity's share in jubilee a toast beyond mans comprehension.
This album sounds nothing like the above sentence. I don't feel like using words for this one, it's overwhelming and I'm heading to the seedy bliss of Toronto's Parkdale to see if the used record store still has Gorilla Biscuits Start Today on plastic.
Tuesday, March 8, 2016
After listening to this split from filth monsters Moloch and Lich you'll need to hop in the shower and take the steel wool to your skin to scrub the grime off.
I've been following everything Moloch has released since I got a hold of their 10" released in 2008 and everything they do appeals to me in some way. Maybe it's because I'm a troglodyte deviant in search for slow and stupid sludgy doom or maybe these guys just get it; rot heavy and muck slow.
Lich are getting their hands incredibly dirty with any band out there willing to share space on a split; Resurrectionists, Moloch, Human Junk, and Man Hands. Never compromising their fast and pissed-off attack on the ears.
The split is a tandem with absolute nefarious harmony, a yin and yang if you will; Contrasting the murky plodding of Moloch with the straight to the point, beat down of Lich.
Have a listen over at the Dry Cough Records bandcamp.