This Italian duo overuse Isahn and company’s symphonic style and the thin production and mediocre drum machine don’t help. A re-release of Ephel Duath’s debut.
A four-song fix. Knut experiences the same pain, rage, and violent creative urge that their brothers-in-post-hardcore-arms like Burnt By The Sun and Botch do.
Their bio states not once, but twice that Dawn of Dreams blend black and death metal together. Dawn of Dreams do manage to meld the two styles effortlessly.
One of the most intense albums of the genre, finding a link between grindcore, emo, and hardcore with scary time-signatures and crazed chord progressions.
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?
Back from the depths of Hell, Sweden, Dark Funeral return to spread their misanthropy and attempt to prove yet again that they’re the most evil band on Earth.
On Hymns, even without the high-tech frills, Godflesh prove that they’re a real “rock” band capable of awesome harshness and an amazing melodic beauty.
I was waiting for a decent band to attempt Immortal’s frost demon style of relentlessly vicious, frozen black metal, and so we have Belfegor from Poland.
Marduk aren’t Satyricon or Mayhem and don’t aspire to be pioneers in the field, but that’s what I love about ’em, they’re AC/DC for true lovers of Lucifer.
This five-song creation is high on the artistic meter with both intense heaviness and esoteric melodies that lull you into a state of transcendental bliss.
Hog Molly is the reincarnation of Tad with the same dirty, rock’n’roll thunder, and an ex-member of underrated ‘Frisco thrashers Panic (Marty Chandler).
At times, Zeni Geva is reminiscent of old Swans, Godflesh, Killing Joke, and Neurosis, but this trio from Tokyo mix it up and create their own unique assault.
Enthroned have spit out a few decent attempts at bad-tempered black metal, but they remain the evil caboose to Marduk’s brutally devastating locomotive.