Occult Vibe Haven (OVH)
There’s something perversely satisfying about music that sounds like it’s decomposing as you listen – fibrous, overgrown, festering with weight and mood. Colonize, the sophomore full-length from Belgian post-industrial mystics MoldEra, doesn’t so much play as it expands, seeps, and then collapses into itself. It’s the sound of fertile decay, a sonic loam fed by […]
Twenty-five years in, Witchcraft no longer needs to prove anything to anyone. They never really did. But IDAG isn’t a victory lap – it’s a weathered, cracked-mirror self-portrait, a record that stares its own history down and dares it to blink. The album title means “today” in Swedish, but this is less about the fleeting […]
There’s something about this record that feels like it’s falling apart as it’s being built – like scaffolding collapsing in slow motion while someone’s still welding new beams onto it. That’s not a criticism. It’s the point. THRÆDS aren’t new, but Impermanence feels like a debut in the truest, ugliest, most ambitious sense – like […]
It took me a couple plays to even understand if this was a “band” in the usual sense. Because this thing doesn’t behave like a record put together in a jam space and tracked over a weekend. It’s not locked in like that. It moves more like a memory. Or like it was uncovered, not […]
This one feels like it came from below the floorboards. Mandy Manala’s debut is soaked in something old, heavy, and weirdly alive – like someone lit a candle in an abandoned rehearsal space and this is what came crawling out. They’re from Vaasa, Finland, but they don’t lean on that as a gimmick. No frostbitten […]
Not a comeback. Not a concept piece. Not reinventing the wheel either. DWELLERS just turned in a record after eleven years that sounds like they’ve been watching the world rust and finally decided to plug the amps back in. Corrupt Translation Machine isn’t flashy. It’s not trying to be your favorite record. But it’s built […]
The album doesn’t come at you. It waits. Doesn’t feel like it wants your attention, more like it’s giving you a look to see if you’ll stick around. Not distant, not cold – just uninterested in putting on a show. There’s a confidence in that. Or maybe indifference. Could be the same thing. This is […]
If you think doom metal’s just slow guitars and whiny singers, Bell Of Mimir’s debut will punch that idea in the face and leave it gasping for air. This record isn’t interested in flash or speed; it’s a slow, heavy trip where every note feels like it’s dragging a weight tied to your soul. Hell, […]
Rumbling out of Stavanger’s frostbitten void like a mythic refraction of Black Sabbath caught in the gravitational pull of a dying star, KAL-EL return with Astral Voyager Vol. 1, the latest slab of zero-gravity riffcraft from Norway’s reigning overlords of cosmic doom. A transmission. A warning. The first installment of a two-part sonic exodus, Vol. […]
You ever wake up with your teeth humming from feedback? That’s where this album lives. III doesn’t give you songs, it gives you weight. Not the sort of weight that bands in leather jackets try to conjure in overpriced studios. I’m talking about the tectonic, low-slung, slow-crawling kind—born from the pit, not the playlist. THAMMUZ […]