Morne have always been an impressive band; 2011’s lush but dark and heavy voyage into post metal/crust misanthropy Asylum will attest to that and going back further, releases like their split with Warprayer show that they had vigour from the beginning.
However, Shadows is the album they’ve been threatening to make all this time – a coalescing of all their strengths, harnessing it into one bracing listen.
Atlanta, Georgia crust grinders Dead in the Dirt have released an album that can be classified as an utter destructive force. The Blind Hole, their first full length, is a sludgy grindcore fest, packed to the brim with blast beats and deep riffing. The trio are releasing this monster on Southern Lord, the new breeding ground for fast, aggressive music. To put it simply, this album is a ripper; twenty two tracks of decimating brutality.
“Suffer” drops the listener off in a war-torn environment, the drums beating down like bombs dropping — the thunderous rage in full swing as Dead in the Dirt starts off their LP, blitzing the listener with a barrage of grinding crust. The speed from this track does not let up, as it continues over into “The Blaring Eye”. These two tracks, back to back, induce whiplash; Dead in the Dirt moves at such a quick pace and with such intensity that one is blindsided by the sheer ferocity.
This Septic Isle is the new split 7” from British grinders Oblivionized and Human Cull, which is being brought to you by the good folks at Buried In Hell (US) and WOOAAARGH (UK) and we here at CVLT Nation are pleased to present two tracks from both bands as well as a chance to get your hands on a copy of the 7”.
Germany’s Deathrite are an imposing presence in every way. Just look at the horror dripping from their logo and the image of Death dominating the cover of Into Extinction. However, superficial elements aside, Deathrite have their devastating music in check and Into Extinction is one of 2013’s dirtiest and darkest hardcore records of the year.
With crust and d-beat firmly in tow, these Germans know exactly what their MO is on the half hour long LP. There’s simply no messing about, these are face ripping sonic dirges that waste no time in living up to their name – bringing extinction.
That said, Deathrite may be all about the pummelling dark abyss but they never lose track of the “song” as believe it or not, there are even riffs on the LP that you could call catchy and memorable. For all their barbarisms, Deathrite are still good songwriters.
How much chaos can you fit in eight and a half minutes? Well, according to Obliterations’s debut EP, a fair fucking bit. The four songs found here are anthems of mayhem and disorder, wrapped in an inexplicable amount of anger and raw energy. The clue is that even though the general vibe of the album is quite punkish, there is still a great amount of heavy metal influence. In other words Obliterations do not only worship Black Flag, but Black Sabbath as well.
The guitar work is a testament on the influence that Black Sabbath had on the band’s sound. The main riff of “Kick Against the Pricks” is addictive, while the energy of the music is contagious, and it even features a face melting solo near the end. The feedback intro to “Deaf, Dumb & Blind Faith” soon transforms to a devastating path of destruction with the vocals howling relentlessly.
The whistling start of “Wage Slaves” soon takes over, with just the bass and the drums leading the track until the guitars kick in with a solo and then start unleashing the intoxicating riffs that the band finds so easy to come up with, while the yelling vocals still accompany you through this trip. Finally “Twisted & Pissed” comes in with its in-your-face attitude, with the deeper growls used on the background adding further aggression to the track and the whole vibe provoking you to start a mosh pit.
The sound of the EP might be retro but Obliterations have definitely shown their teeth with this release. Now we just need to wait for a full-length simply because eight and a half minutes are not enough.
I just watched the brand new video for SARABANTE‘s tune “Under The Shadows,” directed by Nick Petrihos, and I must say that this visual captures the band’s passion for real justice. The song is fucking on point, and I’m sure you will be pressing repeat on this video. The good news is that this song will be featured on their new 7 inch that is being released by Man In Decline Records, which you can pre-orer HERE! Check out our premiere of SARABANTE’s “Under The Shadows” official video below…All corrupt leaders can fuck off! Let’s head bang against their lies!
That’s right, what we have here is yet another hardcore punk album that took a bit (about a year to be precise) to slither to the surface and land in our hands from the excruciating shadows it was birthed in, but its power and sheer force are just too grand for it to lurk in the unknown forever. What landed on our desk is in fact yet another extremely confrontational hardcore album, a voice that ruptured from the gutter of the uttermost underground with the sole intent of being heard loud and clear and to wreck complete havoc on our sorry and unexpecting ears.
Black Code is a french d-beat/crust/death n’ roll band from Besancon, and their debut album (appropriately titled “Hanged, Drawn and Quartered“), once again completely self-released, is so explosive and bile-drenched that from the first seconds of the opening track, “Death Patrol,” shit starts hitting the fan with such intensity that it feels like the god of all shit storms itself has decided to plunge from the sky and crash on our sorry skulls. There is not one corner of this beastly hardcore album that isn’t super-charged and fully injected with unstoppable fucking mayhem. Seriously, every nook and cranny of this thing is so stuffed with spite and rage that no room is really left for anything else besides uncontrollable destruction.
It should come as no surprise that one of the most devastating crust/d-beat albums of 2012 comes from Spain – Barcelona to be exact. Anyone who is familiar with Europe’s crust movement knows that Spain has always been a stronghold of crust punk and anarchist punk. Might be the fact that fascism survived in Spain way longer than in the rest of Europe, or the fact that Spain is one of most Catholic countries in the world, but the truth is there is an underground that calls for the blood of the establishment and of narrow-minded morals, and takes the punk lifestyle and vision to next fucking level at any given chance. Nevertheless, if you take examples like Ekkaia, Ictus and Absurdo for instance, you will recognize in Spanish crust bands some obvious traits that make them stand out from the rest, mostly that crust punk is a serious matter and it seems to be more epic and incumbent, almost “militarized” in its tones, and dominated by a sense of urgency and alienation rarely seen elsewhere.
From this background hails Instinto, a quintet from Barcelona whose independently released self-titled debut screams vengeance all over the fucking place and declares a full-on war against the establishment with its merciless and disfiguring brand of crust/d-beat assault. This album literally howls with rage and is nothing short of a sonic riot in its own form. The songs are towering anthems of sour and rage, the production is spotless and the guitar tone is absolutely huge and as filthy as the smog and smoke infested skies of a dystopic slum turned upside down by raging riots. Think of Tragedy and From Ashes Rise and their beefy tones and apocalyptic moods, but with a stronger sense of urgency and a more savage delivery. There is also a nitid Behind Enemy Lines sonic silhouette as a backdrop in this work, which reinforces the pure pedigree this band beholds. That’s where Instinto stands, and their debut is packed to the fucking roof with heaviness and anger to the point of collapse, and the songs contained herein pave the way to a downright musical war zone, one blast of obliterating rage after another. The album has been out for a while and oh my, what a mistake it was to overlook it. Hit the play button on the player above and let this baby literally tear through your skull like a riot!
Stop whatever you are doing and let these 12 minutes and 17 seconds inspire you. You are about to watch The Art Of Punk: CRASS featuring the works of Dave King and Gee Vaucher. CVLT Nation salutes our homie Bryan Ray Turcotte of Fucked Up + Photocopied fame (one of the greatest books about punk flyers ever made!) and Bo Bushell on their killer series about Punk Art brought to the world by MocaTv….My life would not be what it is today if it was not for CRASS. They are more than a band to me, they are a part of my life story…Enjoy this on-point look at their ART!
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I’m still working back through my (and others’) 2012 list so those posts will get more regular between newer records, but for now another new and quick one. Florida’s Shit Luck just released a pretty damn enjoyable eight minutes with this demo and I think some people here will enjoy it. I definitely am despite this subgenre becoming a little watterlogged.
Creatively this is a couple of big steps up from their 2012 release Expired which, upon checking it out, showed promise but did not hint at the fairly intriguing mash-up that we find in the five songs here. Just on a base level this is louder, grittier, far more aggressive and full sounding, tighter with a more interesting approach to the whole YAITW blackened crust style.
They’re not breaking conventions but this four piece do push something refreshing to various degrees and I’m interested in where they’re going to take it. You can expect lots of feedback between tracks and raspy hoarse vocals, though here the vocalist is slightly outside the mold while spitting themes of alienation, apathy, bitterness. The down-tuned ashen riffs whirling onward through thick, muffled distortion creating a pretty bleak atmosphere. On the other end the drumming is competent, pretty tight snare and keeps shit together well but the kicks are pretty weak.