As the cult grows in exponent the charismatic wiles of its leadership must appropriately embiggen in rarified character. […]
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Passing through the shadowy eternities of isolation, ailment and the walled-in psyche of grief’s possession the pandemic inflamed […]
Inhaling the death-scented Lethean gloom one lungful at a time rends the mind magick’d free of all the […]
Their incessant dirges on the deep-sea margins generate a restless fuss, encasing the scraped clean carapace and skeletal […]
With geologic time behind their reign and all environs predated dissolution hangs omnipresent within the minds that teem […]
We get a bit of protest, leering psychedelia, and plenty of existential dread creeping up the clenched neck […]
Entäußerung as tradition. — We can consider the first major output from Los Angeles, California-based quartet Early Moods […]
Three thorns of “the urge primeval” pierce the immaculate heart in the form of swords crossed, stabbed deep […]
Is it just an intuition or is it the voice of God? — On their debut full-length Norwegian […]
For their fifth full-length album Indianapolis, Indiana-based doom metal quartet Apostle of Solitude present their craft as a […]
With the seal now broken on this sixth book of hymns from Genoa, Italy-based doom metal quartet Abysmal […]
Staring upwards, kneeling without reverence, and finally collapsed at eye-level with the floor — What lands heaviest upon […]
A careful first step away from a well-defined yet entirely tumultuous ‘self’ may not be all that it […]
“For the terror had not faded with the silhouette, and in a fearsome instant of deeper darkness the […]
“’Twas grief enough to think mankind / All hollow, servile, insincere; / But worse to trust to my […]
The blunt roar and heat-excited ringing of an overworked and under-maintained amplifier fizzling under the pressure of fuzz […]
“Wild spires of stone shoot up into the air, barren and clearly defined, in the form (as its […]
“Ich weiß nicht, was soll es bedeuten, / Daß ich so traurig bin; / Ein Märchen ans alten […]
The freshly persistent communal psychosis beyond waves of cheap hash and too-sacred LSD that’d been trickling from north-to-south […]
“Cringe in the flames, smashed to the wall” — In the late 80’s/early 90’s Fenriz would reach a […]
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