Hoarders Basement Chain Tape Out Now!
Hoarders came and went and left pretty much no record of their existence outside of some promising word of mouth and a few scattered releases, including Basement Chain, their last will and testament in the form of fifteen minutes of searing, frantic, atonal noise. Released posthumously, Basement Chain is essentially a relic, but the fact that Hoarders are no longer around to harm you doesn’t make listening to them any less of a terrifying experience.
Basement Chain pretty much does sound like a recording of some feral, maladjusted species being mercifully though unpleasantly wiped from the earth. High, piercing shrieks tear out of the speakers to a clamour of crashing cymbals, rumbling fuzzed-out bass and jagged stabs of trebly dissonance.
The raging dirge of Los Angeles wrecking crew Whip Hand’s Carnal Sect release rings as true as any punk rock released in the last decade possibly can. No pop pretensions, no fancy haircuts (look, these are things I can just tell), and no heartbreak. This is raw anger, unfiltered by any drive other than to swing your arms like an asshole and break whatever gets in the way.
“Worn Throats” comes out of the gate with a fervor that brings to mind the absolutely amazing Full of Hell while also aping “EP’s”-era Peni. There’s nothing subtle about the maybe-a-few-more-but-not-many-more-than-four chord attack on display, and the tension and speed don’t let up through “Temple Mounts” acid-splash insanity or “Slow Electrocution”. “Convalesce” is a croaked ode to medically-induced paranoia, layers of feedback and guitars slashing at the listener’s throat while the vocals crawl along.
Alerta Antifascista brings together Italian atmospheric black metal act Gottesmorder and German atmospheric sludge/post metal band Red Apollo. Each band offers one song in this release, resulting in thirteen minutes of heavy, intense music.
Gottesmorder from Pisa released their self-titled debut EP back in 2011 through Nojoy Records. Since then Absurd Creature Records, Tokyo Jupiter Records and Le Crepuscule Du Soir Productions have re-released their excellent first offering. In this split, Gottesmorder, unleash their crust infused atmospheric black metal with the “Winds’ Shadow”. Through its six and a half minutes the band manages to build a frozen ambiance filled with desolate riffs. The emotional side of the track is also its strongest point, with the cold-hearted guitar leads fitting in perfectly with the deep deathly growls. The crust vibe beneath the black metal riffing is quite prominent, with the band getting a sincere amount of energy through its primal roots, with the drums are adapting to the different tempos in an excellent manner, providing that extra boost of energy whenever Gottesmorder need it.
All Pigs Must Die are at it again. Their follow up to the revered God is War, Nothing Violates This Nature is a continuation of the already heavy, already destructive tendencies of APMD. Heralded as a supergroup, APMD pushes the envelope of what is heavy, and explores the deepest reaches of pure, unadulterated decimation.
“Chaos Arise” – a blitzkrieg that aurally assaults the listener, opens up Nothing Violates This Nature. Seriously heavy riffing by Adam Wentworth encapsulates the atmosphere of pure bleakness — Ben Koller’s drumming is unrelentingly crushing, and the deep barking by Kevin Baker sets the mood straight away. It is a bludgeon over the head with a blunt instrument; APMD shows their strength from the opening note. It is difficult to pinpoint, exactly, how something so heavy could exist; perhaps it is the fastidious approach to instrumentalization that APMD employs. Perhaps it’s the water in Massachusetts. What-ever it may be, “Chaos Arise” is an opening track that completely destroys all in its wake. It is something to truly revel in; APMD has such a unique style that it is almost impossible to resist the urge to thrash around the room.
The first single from the album, “Silencer”, is demonstrably heavy. Picking up where “Chaos Arise” left off, APMD segues into “Silencer” perfectly. Blending together a style of crust and blackened hardcore, the track grooves along, pushing the pace at every step, a sound made from the ashes of bands Discharge and Entombed. This style of hardcore works so well for APMD; all tracks sound extremely clean through waves and waves of distortion. “Primitive Fear”, a constant sludge assault, breaks the convention of the two opening tracks. Having this sludge influence, APMD grooves to a repeating breakdown, using these deep, metallic guitars to assault slowly. “Of Suffering” is another track that follows the same pattern; these sludgy, dark tones wash over, painting the bleakest picture. There is all kinds of imagery in the music, something dark and full of suffering; drenched in the mire of the river Cocytus, and steeped in the deepest reaches of the nether. APMD can play assaulting, break-neck blackened hardcore, but these tracks that showcase this kind of sludge are not only breaks from the action, but rather their own entities that exist to give the whole album a full, experienced sound.
Richmond’s Occultist has changed a bit since their last release, Hell by Our Hands. The one difference is they have gotten heavier. It is quite a noticeable difference as they jam pack their new album, Death Sigils, with such unrelenting anger that gives very little room to breathe, and, with this death-grip around the throat, Occultist proceeds to sonically assault the listener while conjuring up all kinds of evil.
The first track off the album, “Iron Distort”, is a pulverizing track, and one of the heaviest to exist. Breakneck speed coupled with sheer brutality leads to a raw, punishing sound. Right from the get-go, Occultist buries the hatchet and opens the Gates of Hell, ushering out demonic fury with deep in-the-pocket drumming and fuzzy bass. The track takes no prisoners; it is a hybrid of thrash and blackened crust that pushes the pace. Right from the opening seconds the listener is thrust into the menacing world Occultist has created, and this world never lets go.
Unholy fuck! The new FIFTEEN DEAD video for their song “ANTI-THEIST” is pure blackened fire. I have so much respect for this band, who are really doing things on their own terms and making it work! I just found out that they will be touring Australia with WÖLFE next year, plus they have a new split with Population Zero. Anyway, now is that time to peep their new “ANTI-THEIST” visual directed by their own Jaimie Christ…CVLT Nation salutes FIFTEEN DEAD keep up the radical works!
SICK SICK SICK! The Secret new video for “May God Damn All Of Us,” directed/edited by Rasmus G. Sejersen, is pure blackened FIRE! You should know that CVLT Nation are huge fans of The Secret and their new album Agnus Dei is ranked high on our list of crushing albums. Check this out: the band will also be touring Japan in November, peep the dates here. In the meantime, check out their intense new visual for “May God Damn All Of Us” right here and now!
San Francisco Bay Area, Oakland… Grind! Are you fucking kidding me? Can you possibly go wrong? A grindcore band from Oakland that fattens everything up by adding to their razorwire crust-grind assault elements of sludge and doom in the vein of Corrupted? I don’t think so! Augurs are a slimy, filthy, completely deranged and totally uncategorizeable extreme-everything foursome from Oakland that, among other things, feature on bass Jesika Christ (a former member of Ludicra), and their debut demo is like the first encounter with a new deadly disease no one had ever heard of or seen before.
Hello there Arizona! Sunny, warm… and it appears, really fucking pissed too! From the sunny and usually less musically roudy Grand Canyon State hail infact an extremely crusty, violent, confrontational and wacked out hardcore punk band with a super cool name, Windmill of Corpses! These young lads from Northern Arizona have been lurking in the underground for a while now, playing in and around their native state and even venturing further into the deep south of the country, but nevertheless their awesome debut demo (which has been out for a while now), the first manifestation of their musical intent, thankfully made it into our hands and oh boy what a joy it was to discover its existence.