I think I hear doom in the background…but it’s too fast. Wait a minute, I hear hardcore in the background, but the low end is too heavy. Did Black Flag come back to life in the form of the doom wizards Black Sabbath? Nope I don’t think so – in front of those Marshall stacks stands motherfucking Seven Sisters of Sleep. This Southern California band’s debut is off the meat rack; the vinyl version came out on A389 Records & now a special CD version is coming out on Southern Lord. Seven Sisters of Sleep is the kind of band that can make doom heads & hardcore kids say damn these dudes are rad! With ease this band weaves a super heavy sound with the speed of hardcore. For instance, on the track “Tide Is Rising,” the bass line is dirged out to the max, but once the drums kick they beat all around your skull then kick you in your gut! The vocalist has a filthy drawl that rides on top of all of the hectic grooves the band plays his way. Don’t trip, Seven Sisters of Sleep comes with that blackened voodoo boogie that keeps your attention the way all epic sludge is supposed too. I can’t put my finger on it, but this album has this pungent odor of cosmic doom funk that permeates the whole thing & in my book is the secret spice to this sonic pot of hardcore gumbo. If you want your music down-tuned with caustic rage, then fire up your bongs & check out Seven Sisters of Sleep. After the jump, peep out one of their killer live sets!
Seven Sisters of Sleep : Tide Is Rising
Seven Sisters of Sleep : Follow The Serpent
Strange voice samples, blackened drum beats, and serial killer distortion join forces to create CULT. This two-piece Californian black metal/punk will be releasing a super rad 5 minute tape on one of our favorite labels, Winter & Throat, this summer. CULT brings that raw black tortured ruckus that I dig in my black metal. When listening to this tape there is no way to miss the punk vibe that infests this band’s sound. The drums on this tape are fucking awesome – they have this real primal energy to them that manifests their cool atmosphere. CULT’s vocalist comes with that dead-man-walking delivery, it seems like he ate 1000 zombies before he laid his vocals! This band has this really gnarly demented melodic groove about them that draws you into their mad mad underworld. Do your fucking job & stalk CULT atWinter & Throat to see when this killer tape drops!
With so many fantastic bands on the one bill, I’d been looking forward to this gig for a long time. Arriving on the Friday to the Bussey Building in Peckham, you are greeted by the friendly Scum Fest Crew. Then you head in through the graffiti covered courtyard with huge pieces by Roa and Phlegm. Previous to this I’d only ever seen Roa’s huge graffiti pieces on the internet. A really unique black and white style of decayed looking birds, skulls and bones. Really added to the whole feel of the music for the weekend. A few heads were saying all the graffiti made the place look much like the KØPI Squat in Germany. So the main words for the weekend were ‘KØPI-esque’, ‘apocalyptic’ and of course ‘crust’. Now onto the the music review and how to write this without using the word ‘crust’ every second sentence!
On June 1st, 2010 The BLVD club in East Los Angeles was full of blackened hardcore fury times infinity. Weekend Nachos, Nails, The Afternoon Gentlemen, Cyborg, ACxDC & Disapproval all fucking set it off! The party started for me with The Afternoon Gentlemen – this super band from Leeds, UK wrecked shop with their lethal dose of grind violence. The drummer was a fucking beast while the rest of the band were rabid animals on the prowl. Their singer belted out some kinetic shrill screaming that made the hairs on my neck stand up, plus they totally won over the native crowd who screamed FUCK YOU in endearment! Next up was the mighty NAILS, who shredded through all of their extra awesome tunes! The whole band gave everything they had, & the crowd devoured it. This band’s show is a an onslaught of pure demonic energy that you never want to end. The Weekend Nachos were on a fucking mission to let the kids know we can stand united. They came with blitzkrieg of audio terror that got the kids into a state of madness. The crowd were actually a huge part of their show – it seemed like there was no separation between the Weekend Nachos & their fans, which was epic to watch. That night, I realized why punk will never die – because it’s a sonic drug and rebellious youth will always need this fix in their being. CVLT Nation was on hand to take some rad flicks, so after the jump enjoy our photo essay!
A Very Old Ghost Behind the Farm (such a cool name) started out as a French one-man band in 2009 but have since grown into a full band playing live shows and releasing this, their full length debut album. The album is available from their bandcamp page with a ‘name your price’ deal and this album is certainly worth a few bucks at least but this band is very different. For starters, don’t expect an album of typical slow plodding riffs here, this band unleashes some high-octane punk-ish passages that are closer to Acid Bath than they are Saint Vitus.
A Very Old Ghost Behind The Farm really mix things up from Electric Wizard drug-fueled stoner-doom to Khanate styled drone-noise to moments of pure nola-sludge metal.
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The unholy trinity has arisen The Secret & Tombs European tour poster artwork has been completed by the artistic wizard Glyn Smyth. This art is fucking fantastic – just like I’m sure this tour will be. Both of these bands are creators of epic bodies of musical masterpieces & it makes total sense that they should be on the road together. For Tombs fans, today is your lucky day – their soon to be released album Path Of Totality is being streamed HERE. Stay tuned to CVLT Nation for an in-depth interview with Glyn Smyth, coming soon. After the jump, get a closer look at this gnarly poster, plus find out the inspiration for this piece from the artist himself, plus check out all of the tour dates.
The earth is scorched, the clouds are black, the rivers run red – who are the ones that inhabit this land? The masses who followed their corrupt leaders blindly. Hierophant are a mammoth-sounding blackened crust band from Italy that rip at your inner discontent with this for this fucked up society. Theirs is the sound of the left hand, and we know this sound will lead us the right way. Deep down in the groove of this band you can hear a primal mania that will energize your spirit. Hierophant molds their music violence into blasts of empathy for those who have eyes yet cannot see & mouths yet cannot speak to fucking wake up! On songs like “Lambgoat” they create a metallic whirlwind that grabs a hold of you, and then paints your past lives black. Hierophant’s songs are avalanches of flames, & as they roll down the mountains they devour everything in their path. Honestly, there is a movement taking place with bands that manifest what I call the “Blackened Everything” sound & Hierophant hold their own with the blackest of them. What makes me know this band is the shit are the super epic changes they can make at the drop of the dime. Also, no matter how much their songs are seething with anger, you can hear huge chords of hope. These dudes inject melody into their 666% chaos. Their 2010 self-titled debut album is made of ten awesome songs, straight killer no filler. After the jump, check out some haunting videos & flicks!
Hierophant : As Kalki
Hierophant : Abissus Abissum
Unhinged, unstable, untamed, uncivilized…these are all terms of endearment for Los Angeles primal black metal creators HARASSOR. This band produces the kind of ultra raw & unholy blackened bile that I dig so much in my black metal. Their music is maniacal nightmares come to life, where only the evol can survive. HARASSOR are masters at taking damaged distortion & injecting it with sinister grooves that are catchy in a subversive kind of way – before you know it you will be trapped inside their black trance. This band has a thrash punk aura that surrounds what they create, & to me only adds to the bands DIY creative demons. On songs like “Marching Abomination,” you can’t help but say, damn, these fuckers are a disease I want the world to infected with. HARASSOR’s vocalist is so full of nails at times it might feel like he is stabbing you in the brain. Musically speaking, they don’t take you on a one way ride, this bands’ music has many trap doors & behind each door each one there is a sonic ghoulie to greet you. HARASSOR’s album will poke you in the eyes until you bleed, & even then they will not stop. If you need a whole lot of blackened torment, this band will be your guide to the underworld. After the jump check out some gnarly videos & flicks!
HARASSOR : Marching Abomination
HARASSOR : Glory Raped
I first heard the down-tuned lysergic heaviness of Saturnalia Temple when they released their incredibly diabolical EP back in 2009 so this has been a hellish process waiting for this full-length album to emerge out-of-the-darkness. For those who have never heard the band, they have been described as ‘like Kyuss at 16 rpm’ and ‘Black Sabbath dipped in peyote’ and this still rings true. The sound of the band is influenced by Black Sabbath, Pentagram, Celtic Frost, Electric Wizard and the late 60′s proto-metal sounds of bands like Atomic Rooster. But it is put in a melting pot and stirred up with ingredients as diverse as N.W.O.B.H.M and classic black-metal.
The sound of the band is stoner-doom and psychedelic but it is blackened with an intense occult-rock vibe. Nothing new with all this of course but few bands can match the hypnotic intensity of Saturnalia Temple.
Here is what is on the menu: Thick bass lines, fuzzy wah-wah guitars, druggy effected vocals, and sinister occult atmospheres that is all backed up with serious stoner grooves. The Black Sabbath influence really shines on this album but mostly it is in the walking bass-lines and while many bands mirror Tony Iommi in the riffing department, few capture Geezer Butler’s wonderfully infectious bass playing techniques but Saturnalia Temple nail it on ‘Aion of Drakon.
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Make Graves The Home Of Men is the name of the fantastic 2009 demo by New York’s Roman Cross. This release injected the art form of black metal with a whole new dose of blackened blood. This tape is 17 minutes of hateful beauty, spread out atop shreds of diseased, drenched distortion & feedback. At first, all you hear is static torment & rage, but underneath lie rivers of bloody sorrow, burnt delirium & electrified frenzy. Roman Cross creates songs that have pits of dark, hidden, ancient emotion which send you on a nightmarish odyssey. There is something very primitive about the way this band composes music which will mesmerize you. The vocalist on Make Graves The Home Of Men conjures his own version of the underworld with his murderous growl. Roman Cross’ production is lo-fi, gritty & super raw – it’s pure ear vomit in the best sense of the word. So after the jump, follow us & download this rad Roman Cross tape.
Roman Cross : Pure Landscape