Paramagia is the kind of record that will immediately piss off two types of listeners: people who want obvious hooks, and people who think “psychedelic heavy rock” should automatically be warm, cosmic, or fun. ABISSI aren’t interested in either camp. This album is stubborn, repetitive, and occasionally exhausting – and that’s exactly why it mostly works.
Let’s get one thing clear: this is not a “wow, sick riff” album. If you’re waiting for some triumphant payoff, you’re going to be waiting a long time. The guitars lock into patterns and refuse to move on, grinding the same ideas into the floor until they feel less like riffs and more like background radiation. Sometimes it feels intentional and ritualistic. Sometimes it feels like the band is daring you to complain. I respect that, even when it tries my patience.
Calling this stoner rock is technically correct and practically useless. There’s no laid-back groove, no friendly haze. Everything here feels tense, boxed in, urban in the unromantic sense. Doom creeps in through the pacing, noise through the edges, and there’s a faint post-punk chill that keeps the whole thing from collapsing into genre comfort food. This is not music for people who romanticize heaviness. It’s heavy because it refuses to be accommodating.
The vocals, sung in Italian, are buried just enough to annoy anyone who insists lyrics need to be front and center. Good. They function as texture more than communication, which fits the record’s overall refusal to explain itself. If you want clarity, look elsewhere. Paramagia is about endurance, not accessibility.
The rhythm section does a lot of the real work here. The bass, in particular, drags the songs into darker vibes, grounding the repetition so it feels oppressive rather than lazy. Without that, this album would collapse under its own insistence. As it is, it just barely holds together – and that constant near-failure is part of the appeal.
Here’s the thing: Paramagia doesn’t always justify its own length or repetition. There are moments where you could argue the band is mistaking commitment for depth. But I’d still take this over yet another heavy rock album that’s terrified of boring someone. ABISSI clearly aren’t. They made the record they wanted, consequences be damned.
You don’t casually listen to this. You either sit with it or you shut it off. Some days it feels hypnotic. Other days it feels like work. That’s not a flaw – it’s the whole personality of the album. Paramagia doesn’t want your approval. It just keeps going, grinding, daring you to keep up or walk away.
And honestly? In a scene full of bands desperate to be liked, that counts for something.
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Released by Octopus Rising on January 30th 2026
Music source for review – Grand Sounds PR
