There is a certain stagnancy that has attached itself to modern black metal. I’m not sure if it is due to the pure magnitude of bands that have crawled out of the woodwork within the last decade, or if it’s because it has somehow managed to seep into some sectors
Ever think about what it might be like to suffer from deep dementia? Music might be a mood stabilizer, or rather, it could drastically reduce the listener to a lesser, more primal version of himself. Such is the case with sociopsychotic, raging dark metal deviants Uskumgallu, care of Vrasubatlat, a
Despite the consistently churning waves of eclecticism and experimentation that has surrounded Caïna since the project’s inception in 2004, the rich sense of focus and introspection carved from the hands of mastermind Andrew Curtis-Brignell has rarely failed to galvanise the metal underground in a staunch show of support and acclaim.
For the past few years, I have been captivated by the occult rock-inspired end of the modern metal world. The Devil’s Blood kicked it off with their Satanic psychedelia and the beautiful banshee wailing of lead vocalist Farida Lemouchi. Next up was In Solitude’s final album and masterpiece, Sister, a
Mizmor stands for “psalm” in Hebrew, and what a fitting choice for a name that is, as the ritualistic element takes over completely from the very start of their new album, Yodh. The one-man project of A.L.N., hailing from Portland, has produced an excellent series of releases, from splits with
An excellent mixtape, Midcity, and a stellar debut album introduced clipping. to the experimental hip-hop scene. Listening to their self-titled, first album at the time seemed like the trio had reached very quickly a certain peak, with a fantastic piece of work, incorporating industrial elements, noise leanings along their infectious hip-hop