Reminds me of the excitement of first hearing God Forbid, December throttling each song with an incredibly progressive and intellectualized death sense.
This falls somewhere between Gothic and industrial music. There is always something familiar about each song, yet there are elements to make it unique.
Oh dear Mortiis, what hath thou wrought? Where are your Dungeons & Dragons soundtracks of yore? Why dost thou seek the path of Metropolis Records music?
Refusing to write catchy stoner rock anthems, instead preferring art-damaged collages of thick smoke-choked riffs strafed with Dorrian’s nuthouse roar.
Sounds like someone listened to too much of Death’s Symbolic, to the point where their annoyed family members slipped in The Gathering when no one was looking.
A four-piece from Poland that sounds like (and worships) fellow countrymen Vader, is the most furiously technical brutal bands I’ve heard in a long-ass time.