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Tomorrow you’ll hear a first glimpse of our title track "Severance" (EP out Nov 14).
It’s about breaking from the structures that slowly destroy us.
Each of the 5 tracks on the EP stands for a different phase: spectacle, isolation, decay, revolt & the need to leave a mark.
If you feel too much in a world that pretends everything’s fine — welcome.
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We’re Ophelia’s Eye: A modern metal band from Switzerland.
We believe music thrives in community!We’re here because we’re tired of chasing algorithms instead of meaning.
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Coroner – Dissonance Theory Review
By Dolphin Whisperer
Whether it’s the mystifying hourglass of parenthood or a sudden collision of earth to brain, time erodes both in steady, unnoticeable stutters and blink-speed slides.1 I’m sure Coroner never quite planned to sit this long on new material, with its inception a decade ago sliding to present today in maturity. But after thirty-plus years, there’s little rush in releasing anything for the sake of the release itself. In thoughtful construction, a composed comeback will warrant discussion upon emergence and later on down the road. And with Dissonance Theory, both a foot in a deep thrash history and desire to explore a progressive sound, Coroner seeks to prove that a vital record can still exist under their storied name.
While the aged gap between albums presents as a hurdle to momentum, Coroner hasn’t been dormant leading up to Dissonance Theory, a healthy festival and gig routine since 2010 stoking their creative flame. And cornerstone guitarist Tommy Baron has remained engaged in studio management while weaving through extra-Coroner band activities over the years, like his brief stint with fellow thrash legends Kreator in the late ’90s2 or his more modern chug-a-lug with the alternative/industrial-laced 69 Chambers. Along this timeline, then, it makes sense that Dissonance Theory presents not as a widening of the take-it-or-leave-it Grin but as an exploration of how history has shaped their own interpretation of their sound. Lower-tuned tap ‘n’ go strides follow the splinter that spiraled dark groove machines like Nevermore and Morgana Lefay (“Consequence,” “Symmetry,” “Renewal”). Heavier anthemic numbers mirror the booming stadium feel of modern Kreator (“Sacrificial Lamb”), even verging on Lamb of God thrash-thuggery at its most simple (“Crisium Bound”). Many faces have worn Coroner over the years, but Coroner wearing them back reveals new wrinkles.
Yet Dissonance Theory hits what makes modern Coroner a force when layered guitar textures and screaming solos have space to warp and twist about dips into classic thrash breaks and screaming solos. Baron has always been an expressive guitarist. But in the long road since the Celtic Frosted days of RIP, he’s found a way both to whip the frenetic scramble of a pit-ready bridge into heroic fretboard gymnastics (“Consequence,” “Symmetry”) and drop jaws with melodic, bluesy tone-wailing (“Transparent Eye”). Likewise, jangling chords find resonant space and careful modulation in pocketed drum rhythms and steady, growling bass, showcasing the careful ear for harmony that Coroner has always endorsed (“The Law,” “Transparent Eye”). And though a couple tracks may use their space less effectively than others, finding a slight meandering in their joy of sound, Dissonance Theory breezes by in a veteran flex of songwriting maturity.
However, I take some issue with the ways in which the Bogren production job bolsters Coroner into the modern day. Again, part of what makes Coroner, well, Coroner is a vibrant guitar identity that twangs and twirls and cuts with buttery precision. And while a nasally compression still helps to define the chatter of Dissonance Theory’s most thrashing moments (“Consequence,” “Symmetry”), more weight finds a home in a thick and pulverizing rhythm tone. Ron Royce’s thick-stringed assault, naturally, finds a happy home with the lean into low-end emboldening, and that partnering with the muddier rhythm tone finds a unison richness on certain brooding runs (“Sacrificial Lamb” through “Symmetry”). Furthermore, new drummer Diego Rapacchietti finds a powerful march and kick clamor that creates a playful propulsion against bright, palm-muted runs (“Sacrificial Lamb,” “The Law”). Against the flat rhythm guitar characterization, alas, all of these production accents don’t always add up to song sections that feel distinct over the whole of the album.
Coroner’s influence continues to ripple through thrashy and deathly forms alike despite the current day being far removed from their initial declarations. But more importantly, Dissonance Theory proves that in 2025, Coroner has been paying attention to their progeny in order to shape a new face for the flock of hopefuls to follow. I don’t think Dissonance Theory carves quite as deep a notch as the Swiss stalwarts had hoped, though in its collective wisdom, it can be hard to put down. As first steps in a new direction, Dissonance Theory fills me with hope that a Coroner second coming will bear fruit at least once more with a greater level of determination.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Century Media Records | Bandcamp
Websites: coronerofficial.com | coronerofficial.bandcamp.com
Releases Worldwide: October 17th, 2025#2025 #35 #CenturyMediaRecords #Coroner #DissonanceTheory #Kreator #LambOfGod #MorganaLefay #Nevermore #Oct25 #ProgressiveMetal #ProgressiveThrashMetal #Review #Reviews #SwissMetal #TechnicalThrashMetal #ThrashMetal
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Amethyst – Throw Down the Gauntlet Review
By Steel Druhm
Following hot on the heels of the one-man NWoBHM avalanche led by Brian Ross of Satan and Blitzkrieg, Swiss retro rockers Amethyst throw their chrome dueling glove into the arena with their rollicking, rocking debut Throw Down the Gauntlet. With tongue-in-cheek cover art and a logo ripped straight from 1979, these chaps mean serious throwback business and aim their sound at a time when metal was just beginning to coalesce into something distinct from hard rock and punk. They borrow inspiration from early Iron Maiden, Angel Witch, and Thin Lizzy, which means bouncing, buoyant gallops, swirling dual guitar harmonies, bubbling bass lines, and writing designed to stick in your head craw. But is it even possible to extract any more precious metal from this era? Thousands of bands have already scoured and strip-mined that territory, so what could be left?
As soon as “Embers on the Loose” kicks in with a rumbling drum cannonade reminiscent of Metallica’s “Hit the Lights,” metal nostalgia infects every square inch of your Soundsystem. As a classic metal gallop erupts and the entirely vintage vocals of Fredric Ekbørg make their grand entrance, you’re warped back to the days of parachute pants and leg warmers. Instantly loveable sounds are in ample supply and there’s something very earnest in Amethyst’s approach that rings all the bells and rocks you right to Hell. It’s ebullient, hard-charging fun with a joyous sense of release and devil-may-care charm. The guitar work is so period and the riffs and harmonies stick like molten back wax. “Stand Up and Fight” follows with a Cirith Ungol-meets-Budgie sound that’s impossible to resist. Ekbørg’s vocals mesh so well with the simple but elegant riffs, and the chorus is an anthemic wonder. Heavy Maiden-isms hit with “Won’t Do It Again” with so many riff lines reminiscent of their debut that it smacks of Grand Theft Eddie. It’s so much fun though that even Steve Harris himself would throw horns and slam a room-temperature beer in appreciation.
Throw Down the Gaunlet benefits from consistently engaging songwriting and a sense that Amethyst don’t take themselves too seriously. You’d expect a song titled “Rock Knights” to be the dumbest shit you’ve heard in forever, but it’s a winner pairing The Ramones’ punk swagger with NWoBHM noodling. Likewise, “Queen of a Thousand Burning Hearts” shouldn’t be as enjoyable as it is, finding a rudimentary groove and decorating it with upbeat harmonies that get into your bloodstream no matter how jaded of a curmudgeon you may be. The piece de resistance is closer “Serenade (Under the Rising Moon)” where Amethyst use all their weapons to craft the ultimate retro rocker without the slightest trace of modernity. Like the best potato chip, you can’t have just one spin of this monsterpiece of throwback metaldom. It’s one of my favorite songs of 2024 and it reminds me of Tanith in good ways. The songs are all fairly tight and only “Running out of Time” feels slightly underbaked. At 41 minutes, Gaunlet is an effortless spin and the production suits the target era with a warm, organic sound that gives the guitars more nostalgic twang than actual menace.
Because riffs and harmonies are the lifeblood of the NWoBHM sound, success depends heavily on the fretboard heroics of Ramon S. and Yves B. They’re up to the challenge, diving deep into the playbooks of legends to craft an album full of raucous, cheerful leads and a country ton of righteous harmonizing that coats the brain with endorphins. These cats sound like they’re actually from 1981 and Fredric Ekbørg’s vocals couldn’t be more pitch-perfect for the style. He sounds like a cross between Angel Witch’s Kevin Heybourne and Cauldron’s Jason Decay, and though his slightly high-pitched twangy delivery won’t bowl you over with power, it’s endearing as fook and reeks of authenticity. Miguel S. also delivers with busy, bubbling basswork. He’s everywhere in a bouncy Steve Harris way and that’s a good thing.
Throw Down the Gauntlet is tons of fun but it also hits like a cotton candy sugar high. It’s easy to digest and jacks you up but it’s hard to say how long and strong the high will be. I’ve spun it a bunch but will I be in another week? At its core, it’s gateway metal for kids in 1981, and it’s been done a million times, mostly by bands led by Brian Ross. That said, Amethyst are very good at this and ready to win over fans of the olde. Now pick up the Gauntlet and see what happens.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 10 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: No Remorse
Websites: facebook.com/amethystrockknights | instagram.com/amethyst_hardnheavy
Releases Worldwide: September 27th, 2024#2024 #35 #AngelWitch #Cauldron #HeavyMetal #IronMaiden #NoRemorseRecords #NWOBHM #RetroMetal #Review #Reviews #Sep24 #SwissMetal #Tanith #ThinLizzy
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What a long and stressful day... Fortunately it's almost done and I have now a bit of time to headbang \m/
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Impure Wilhelmina – Le sanglot Review By GrymmHey, remember in 2021, when we were all stuck indoors, six feet away from each other, and a little Swiss band called Impure Wilhelmina came out of nowhere and dropped Antidote, an album that had bangers from beginning to end, and was awarded a rare-but-coveted 5.0 from yours truly? That was a fun time, because there were some of you who loved the album (and still do), and many more of you who didn’t like it, and boy, some of you who hated it acted like the album personally violated your beloved dog or cat in front of your mother… who the album then shot in cold blood while gaslighting you. Yep, like I said… fun times! Good news is they’re back with their eigth album, Le sanglot, and to further endear to the listeners who may or may not have enjoyed their work so far, it’s sung entirely in French!
Okay, now that the detractors have noped the fuck outta here, I’m sure some of you have questions as to whether or not Le sanglot hits the same lofty highs of Antidote and Radiation. Sadly, the short answer is “no,” but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any enjoyment to be found on here. From the moment “Électricité noire” opens up, all the trademark Impurities lay bare: crashing atonal riffs, pounding drums, and Michael Schindl’s buttery smooth, soulful croon are all present and accounted for. The only difference is it’s in a different language… and that’s fine! If you enjoyed anything from the prior two albums, your head will still bob, and your inner sad-boi/-girl will be more than satiated by the song’s charms, just like the highlights on their previous outings did.
The problem here is that, despite whatever language the band decides to sing in, some of the songs just don’t land as well, or leave an impact. Immediate follow-up “Cent milles plais,” while musically pleasant and inoffensive, doesn’t do much to pull you in over the song’s duration. Elsewhere, closer “À jaimais radieuse” sounds like it’s building to something in the end, but it fades out as Schindl finishes off his second chorus, leaving the listener hanging and not in a good way. But while you have certified bangers like “Train mort,” the only song with black metal screaming and atmospherics, it’s that weird back-and-forth of quality that’s both confounding and frustrating.
What isn’t confusing or anger-inducing is the production. Once again silky-smooth and robust, Le sanglot oozes ferocity when needed, like on the blast-beat portion of album highlight “Blanche réalité,” giving the album a much-needed boost of energy. The quieter, softer moments also shine, like on the acoustic “Demain j’abandonne,” providing a rich, warm feeling while listening. But while it sounds great, I wish the songwriting were tighter this go-’round, with stronger choices and melodies. When Impure Wilhelmina fire on all cylinders, the results are usually not only impressive, but they tug on the heartstrings like few others do. On some of these songs, they just fall flat, and that’s a heartbreaking thing to admit.But that’s not to say there isn’t anything enjoyable on Le sanglot, as there are still some great moments on here. They’re just few and far-between, and not at the level of their previous two albums. Just go into the album knowing this and, regardless of your expertise of the French language, you’ll be fine. Either way, I’m sure the comment section is going to be interesting, regardless of your stance on the band or their music.1
Review: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #ImpureWilhelmina #LeSanglot #May26 #NotMetal #Review #Reviews #SeasonOfMist #SwissMetal
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Season of Mist
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: May 22nd, 2026 -
Impure Wilhelmina – Le sanglot Review By GrymmHey, remember in 2021, when we were all stuck indoors, six feet away from each other, and a little Swiss band called Impure Wilhelmina came out of nowhere and dropped Antidote, an album that had bangers from beginning to end, and was awarded a rare-but-coveted 5.0 from yours truly? That was a fun time, because there were some of you who loved the album (and still do), and many more of you who didn’t like it, and boy, some of you who hated it acted like the album personally violated your beloved dog or cat in front of your mother… who the album then shot in cold blood while gaslighting you. Yep, like I said… fun times! Good news is they’re back with their eigth album, Le sanglot, and to further endear to the listeners who may or may not have enjoyed their work so far, it’s sung entirely in French!
Okay, now that the detractors have noped the fuck outta here, I’m sure some of you have questions as to whether or not Le sanglot hits the same lofty highs of Antidote and Radiation. Sadly, the short answer is “no,” but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any enjoyment to be found on here. From the moment “Électricité noire” opens up, all the trademark Impurities lay bare: crashing atonal riffs, pounding drums, and Michael Schindl’s buttery smooth, soulful croon are all present and accounted for. The only difference is it’s in a different language… and that’s fine! If you enjoyed anything from the prior two albums, your head will still bob, and your inner sad-boi/-girl will be more than satiated by the song’s charms, just like the highlights on their previous outings did.
The problem here is that, despite whatever language the band decides to sing in, some of the songs just don’t land as well, or leave an impact. Immediate follow-up “Cent milles plais,” while musically pleasant and inoffensive, doesn’t do much to pull you in over the song’s duration. Elsewhere, closer “À jaimais radieuse” sounds like it’s building to something in the end, but it fades out as Schindl finishes off his second chorus, leaving the listener hanging and not in a good way. But while you have certified bangers like “Train mort,” the only song with black metal screaming and atmospherics, it’s that weird back-and-forth of quality that’s both confounding and frustrating.
What isn’t confusing or anger-inducing is the production. Once again silky-smooth and robust, Le sanglot oozes ferocity when needed, like on the blast-beat portion of album highlight “Blanche réalité,” giving the album a much-needed boost of energy. The quieter, softer moments also shine, like on the acoustic “Demain j’abandonne,” providing a rich, warm feeling while listening. But while it sounds great, I wish the songwriting were tighter this go-’round, with stronger choices and melodies. When Impure Wilhelmina fire on all cylinders, the results are usually not only impressive, but they tug on the heartstrings like few others do. On some of these songs, they just fall flat, and that’s a heartbreaking thing to admit.But that’s not to say there isn’t anything enjoyable on Le sanglot, as there are still some great moments on here. They’re just few and far-between, and not at the level of their previous two albums. Just go into the album knowing this and, regardless of your expertise of the French language, you’ll be fine. Either way, I’m sure the comment section is going to be interesting, regardless of your stance on the band or their music.1
Review: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #ImpureWilhelmina #LeSanglot #May26 #NotMetal #Review #Reviews #SeasonOfMist #SwissMetal
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Season of Mist
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: May 22nd, 2026 -
Impure Wilhelmina – Le sanglot Review By GrymmHey, remember in 2021, when we were all stuck indoors, six feet away from each other, and a little Swiss band called Impure Wilhelmina came out of nowhere and dropped Antidote, an album that had bangers from beginning to end, and was awarded a rare-but-coveted 5.0 from yours truly? That was a fun time, because there were some of you who loved the album (and still do), and many more of you who didn’t like it, and boy, some of you who hated it acted like the album personally violated your beloved dog or cat in front of your mother… who the album then shot in cold blood while gaslighting you. Yep, like I said… fun times! Good news is they’re back with their eigth album, Le sanglot, and to further endear to the listeners who may or may not have enjoyed their work so far, it’s sung entirely in French!
Okay, now that the detractors have noped the fuck outta here, I’m sure some of you have questions as to whether or not Le sanglot hits the same lofty highs of Antidote and Radiation. Sadly, the short answer is “no,” but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any enjoyment to be found on here. From the moment “Électricité noire” opens up, all the trademark Impurities lay bare: crashing atonal riffs, pounding drums, and Michael Schindl’s buttery smooth, soulful croon are all present and accounted for. The only difference is it’s in a different language… and that’s fine! If you enjoyed anything from the prior two albums, your head will still bob, and your inner sad-boi/-girl will be more than satiated by the song’s charms, just like the highlights on their previous outings did.
The problem here is that, despite whatever language the band decides to sing in, some of the songs just don’t land as well, or leave an impact. Immediate follow-up “Cent milles plais,” while musically pleasant and inoffensive, doesn’t do much to pull you in over the song’s duration. Elsewhere, closer “À jaimais radieuse” sounds like it’s building to something in the end, but it fades out as Schindl finishes off his second chorus, leaving the listener hanging and not in a good way. But while you have certified bangers like “Train mort,” the only song with black metal screaming and atmospherics, it’s that weird back-and-forth of quality that’s both confounding and frustrating.
What isn’t confusing or anger-inducing is the production. Once again silky-smooth and robust, Le sanglot oozes ferocity when needed, like on the blast-beat portion of album highlight “Blanche réalité,” giving the album a much-needed boost of energy. The quieter, softer moments also shine, like on the acoustic “Demain j’abandonne,” providing a rich, warm feeling while listening. But while it sounds great, I wish the songwriting were tighter this go-’round, with stronger choices and melodies. When Impure Wilhelmina fire on all cylinders, the results are usually not only impressive, but they tug on the heartstrings like few others do. On some of these songs, they just fall flat, and that’s a heartbreaking thing to admit.But that’s not to say there isn’t anything enjoyable on Le sanglot, as there are still some great moments on here. They’re just few and far-between, and not at the level of their previous two albums. Just go into the album knowing this and, regardless of your expertise of the French language, you’ll be fine. Either way, I’m sure the comment section is going to be interesting, regardless of your stance on the band or their music.1
Review: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #ImpureWilhelmina #LeSanglot #May26 #NotMetal #Review #Reviews #SeasonOfMist #SwissMetal
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Season of Mist
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: May 22nd, 2026 -
Impure Wilhelmina – Le sanglot Review By GrymmHey, remember in 2021, when we were all stuck indoors, six feet away from each other, and a little Swiss band called Impure Wilhelmina came out of nowhere and dropped Antidote, an album that had bangers from beginning to end, and was awarded a rare-but-coveted 5.0 from yours truly? That was a fun time, because there were some of you who loved the album (and still do), and many more of you who didn’t like it, and boy, some of you who hated it acted like the album personally violated your beloved dog or cat in front of your mother… who the album then shot in cold blood while gaslighting you. Yep, like I said… fun times! Good news is they’re back with their eigth album, Le sanglot, and to further endear to the listeners who may or may not have enjoyed their work so far, it’s sung entirely in French!
Okay, now that the detractors have noped the fuck outta here, I’m sure some of you have questions as to whether or not Le sanglot hits the same lofty highs of Antidote and Radiation. Sadly, the short answer is “no,” but that doesn’t mean there isn’t any enjoyment to be found on here. From the moment “Électricité noire” opens up, all the trademark Impurities lay bare: crashing atonal riffs, pounding drums, and Michael Schindl’s buttery smooth, soulful croon are all present and accounted for. The only difference is it’s in a different language… and that’s fine! If you enjoyed anything from the prior two albums, your head will still bob, and your inner sad-boi/-girl will be more than satiated by the song’s charms, just like the highlights on their previous outings did.
The problem here is that, despite whatever language the band decides to sing in, some of the songs just don’t land as well, or leave an impact. Immediate follow-up “Cent milles plais,” while musically pleasant and inoffensive, doesn’t do much to pull you in over the song’s duration. Elsewhere, closer “À jaimais radieuse” sounds like it’s building to something in the end, but it fades out as Schindl finishes off his second chorus, leaving the listener hanging and not in a good way. But while you have certified bangers like “Train mort,” the only song with black metal screaming and atmospherics, it’s that weird back-and-forth of quality that’s both confounding and frustrating.
What isn’t confusing or anger-inducing is the production. Once again silky-smooth and robust, Le sanglot oozes ferocity when needed, like on the blast-beat portion of album highlight “Blanche réalité,” giving the album a much-needed boost of energy. The quieter, softer moments also shine, like on the acoustic “Demain j’abandonne,” providing a rich, warm feeling while listening. But while it sounds great, I wish the songwriting were tighter this go-’round, with stronger choices and melodies. When Impure Wilhelmina fire on all cylinders, the results are usually not only impressive, but they tug on the heartstrings like few others do. On some of these songs, they just fall flat, and that’s a heartbreaking thing to admit.But that’s not to say there isn’t anything enjoyable on Le sanglot, as there are still some great moments on here. They’re just few and far-between, and not at the level of their previous two albums. Just go into the album knowing this and, regardless of your expertise of the French language, you’ll be fine. Either way, I’m sure the comment section is going to be interesting, regardless of your stance on the band or their music.1
Review: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #ImpureWilhelmina #LeSanglot #May26 #NotMetal #Review #Reviews #SeasonOfMist #SwissMetal
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Season of Mist
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: May 22nd, 2026 -
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Defaced – Icon Review By Kronos
It’s heartening to see Par Olofsson getting work in the age of cheap generative AI. In retrospect, his purple, shining renderings of cityscape kaijou vortex gore, now a visual synonym for modern death metal, share a looseness and repetition of detail that’s strikingly reminiscent of midjourney products. It would be all too easy to ask the computer to ape, though you’d lose the structural, communicative logic that comes from putting a sandwich-powered Swede1 rather than a gas-powered server farm behind the brush. Icon, the third record from Switzerland’s Defaced, comes wrapped up in a characteristically Olofsson-ey work and, much like the cover, is decidedly human, if a bit unambitious. Defaced have re-emerged more than a decade for good reason; a record’s worth of carefully-crafted death metal.
Defaced operate in the style of bands like Abysmal Dawn or Throne of Heresy, unabashedly ornamenting their death metal with splashes of black metal and melodeath and foregoing flashy playing and stylized production. “The Antagonist” opens Icon at full speed, demonstrating Defaced’s strengths. After a bit of string bending, the song’s low, tremolo-picked theme kicks in, and the band trades between this riff and a few others for the rest of the song, adding a new flourish each time. A secondary melody here gets a few variations, first staccato, then subdued to back a solo, then broadly chugged with a subtle pinch harmonic tag at the end, then chugged again with a big rest after the first phrase for a bit of ornamentation. Guitarists Matze Schiemann and Marco Kessi don’t pull out show-stopping riffs but play around plenty with what they do put forth and transition very smoothly between variations, ones that usually give the rhythm section (drummer Massimiliano Malvassora and bassist Michael Gertsch) some room to show off. The other Gertsch (gruff-voiced Thomas) gets a few nice cut-outs as well, with the more melodic, black-metal-influenced “The Initiation” letting his burly roars and hoarse croaks ring out above the other instruments, frequently multi-tracked. The Gertsches even get themselves a little bass/barker duet before the bouncy pit riff of “Culling the Herd” kicks in.
Icon is expertly paced and organized. Mid-album duo of “Anthem of Vermin” and “Sonate” shakes expectations just as things seem to get static, the former ending in trem-picked triumph before transitioning to the latter, an acoustic guitar piece that a half-dozen Gothenburgers would have been proud to write to tape thirty years ago. In both pieces, Defaced practice the same shrewd and thoughtful songwriting found across the album; neither follows a predictable path, but each new idea flows from the last seemingly without effort or thought.
Yet Icon lacks the punch to compel listening. The band plays expertly with their compositions and, at small scales, demonstrates a playfulness and creativity that’s often missing from death metal. But somewhere in the middle detail—the riffs and melodies themselves—things are a bit gray. Defaced’s last effort—the decade-old Forging the Sanctuary—suffered similarly, though it had a bit more ambition. Icon plays death metal well but plays it safely, carefully welding riffs together and sanding the joints smooth into something very strong and very cube-shaped.
The more closely I listen to Icon, the more I appreciate Defaced’s obvious skill; it’s more than a competent record, with watertight songs that wring their riffs pretty dry without ever getting tedious. But those riffs just aren’t very exciting, and this middle-of-the-road modern death metal style really needs spectacle to excel, like the catchy choruses and wild Death-isms of Abysmal Dawn. Icon doesn’t offer listeners excitement, but there’s room in it for plenty of contentment. If you like your death metal well-played and without the fuss, Icon is your cup of tea.2
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #AbysmalDawn #DeathMetal #Defaced #Icon #Jan26 #MassacreRecords #Review #Reviews #SwissMetal #ThroneOfHeresy
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 192 kbps MP3
Label: Massacre Records
Websites: facebook.com/defacedswiss
Releases Worldwide: January 30th, 2026 -
Defaced – Icon Review By Kronos
It’s heartening to see Par Olofsson getting work in the age of cheap generative AI. In retrospect, his purple, shining renderings of cityscape kaijou vortex gore, now a visual synonym for modern death metal, share a looseness and repetition of detail that’s strikingly reminiscent of midjourney products. It would be all too easy to ask the computer to ape, though you’d lose the structural, communicative logic that comes from putting a sandwich-powered Swede1 rather than a gas-powered server farm behind the brush. Icon, the third record from Switzerland’s Defaced, comes wrapped up in a characteristically Olofsson-ey work and, much like the cover, is decidedly human, if a bit unambitious. Defaced have re-emerged more than a decade for good reason; a record’s worth of carefully-crafted death metal.
Defaced operate in the style of bands like Abysmal Dawn or Throne of Heresy, unabashedly ornamenting their death metal with splashes of black metal and melodeath and foregoing flashy playing and stylized production. “The Antagonist” opens Icon at full speed, demonstrating Defaced’s strengths. After a bit of string bending, the song’s low, tremolo-picked theme kicks in, and the band trades between this riff and a few others for the rest of the song, adding a new flourish each time. A secondary melody here gets a few variations, first staccato, then subdued to back a solo, then broadly chugged with a subtle pinch harmonic tag at the end, then chugged again with a big rest after the first phrase for a bit of ornamentation. Guitarists Matze Schiemann and Marco Kessi don’t pull out show-stopping riffs but play around plenty with what they do put forth and transition very smoothly between variations, ones that usually give the rhythm section (drummer Massimiliano Malvassora and bassist Michael Gertsch) some room to show off. The other Gertsch (gruff-voiced Thomas) gets a few nice cut-outs as well, with the more melodic, black-metal-influenced “The Initiation” letting his burly roars and hoarse croaks ring out above the other instruments, frequently multi-tracked. The Gertsches even get themselves a little bass/barker duet before the bouncy pit riff of “Culling the Herd” kicks in.
Icon is expertly paced and organized. Mid-album duo of “Anthem of Vermin” and “Sonate” shakes expectations just as things seem to get static, the former ending in trem-picked triumph before transitioning to the latter, an acoustic guitar piece that a half-dozen Gothenburgers would have been proud to write to tape thirty years ago. In both pieces, Defaced practice the same shrewd and thoughtful songwriting found across the album; neither follows a predictable path, but each new idea flows from the last seemingly without effort or thought.
Yet Icon lacks the punch to compel listening. The band plays expertly with their compositions and, at small scales, demonstrates a playfulness and creativity that’s often missing from death metal. But somewhere in the middle detail—the riffs and melodies themselves—things are a bit gray. Defaced’s last effort—the decade-old Forging the Sanctuary—suffered similarly, though it had a bit more ambition. Icon plays death metal well but plays it safely, carefully welding riffs together and sanding the joints smooth into something very strong and very cube-shaped.
The more closely I listen to Icon, the more I appreciate Defaced’s obvious skill; it’s more than a competent record, with watertight songs that wring their riffs pretty dry without ever getting tedious. But those riffs just aren’t very exciting, and this middle-of-the-road modern death metal style really needs spectacle to excel, like the catchy choruses and wild Death-isms of Abysmal Dawn. Icon doesn’t offer listeners excitement, but there’s room in it for plenty of contentment. If you like your death metal well-played and without the fuss, Icon is your cup of tea.2
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #AbysmalDawn #DeathMetal #Defaced #Icon #Jan26 #MassacreRecords #Review #Reviews #SwissMetal #ThroneOfHeresy
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 192 kbps MP3
Label: Massacre Records
Websites: facebook.com/defacedswiss
Releases Worldwide: January 30th, 2026 -
Defaced – Icon Review By Kronos
It’s heartening to see Par Olofsson getting work in the age of cheap generative AI. In retrospect, his purple, shining renderings of cityscape kaijou vortex gore, now a visual synonym for modern death metal, share a looseness and repetition of detail that’s strikingly reminiscent of midjourney products. It would be all too easy to ask the computer to ape, though you’d lose the structural, communicative logic that comes from putting a sandwich-powered Swede1 rather than a gas-powered server farm behind the brush. Icon, the third record from Switzerland’s Defaced, comes wrapped up in a characteristically Olofsson-ey work and, much like the cover, is decidedly human, if a bit unambitious. Defaced have re-emerged more than a decade for good reason; a record’s worth of carefully-crafted death metal.
Defaced operate in the style of bands like Abysmal Dawn or Throne of Heresy, unabashedly ornamenting their death metal with splashes of black metal and melodeath and foregoing flashy playing and stylized production. “The Antagonist” opens Icon at full speed, demonstrating Defaced’s strengths. After a bit of string bending, the song’s low, tremolo-picked theme kicks in, and the band trades between this riff and a few others for the rest of the song, adding a new flourish each time. A secondary melody here gets a few variations, first staccato, then subdued to back a solo, then broadly chugged with a subtle pinch harmonic tag at the end, then chugged again with a big rest after the first phrase for a bit of ornamentation. Guitarists Matze Schiemann and Marco Kessi don’t pull out show-stopping riffs but play around plenty with what they do put forth and transition very smoothly between variations, ones that usually give the rhythm section (drummer Massimiliano Malvassora and bassist Michael Gertsch) some room to show off. The other Gertsch (gruff-voiced Thomas) gets a few nice cut-outs as well, with the more melodic, black-metal-influenced “The Initiation” letting his burly roars and hoarse croaks ring out above the other instruments, frequently multi-tracked. The Gertsches even get themselves a little bass/barker duet before the bouncy pit riff of “Culling the Herd” kicks in.
Icon is expertly paced and organized. Mid-album duo of “Anthem of Vermin” and “Sonate” shakes expectations just as things seem to get static, the former ending in trem-picked triumph before transitioning to the latter, an acoustic guitar piece that a half-dozen Gothenburgers would have been proud to write to tape thirty years ago. In both pieces, Defaced practice the same shrewd and thoughtful songwriting found across the album; neither follows a predictable path, but each new idea flows from the last seemingly without effort or thought.
Yet Icon lacks the punch to compel listening. The band plays expertly with their compositions and, at small scales, demonstrates a playfulness and creativity that’s often missing from death metal. But somewhere in the middle detail—the riffs and melodies themselves—things are a bit gray. Defaced’s last effort—the decade-old Forging the Sanctuary—suffered similarly, though it had a bit more ambition. Icon plays death metal well but plays it safely, carefully welding riffs together and sanding the joints smooth into something very strong and very cube-shaped.
The more closely I listen to Icon, the more I appreciate Defaced’s obvious skill; it’s more than a competent record, with watertight songs that wring their riffs pretty dry without ever getting tedious. But those riffs just aren’t very exciting, and this middle-of-the-road modern death metal style really needs spectacle to excel, like the catchy choruses and wild Death-isms of Abysmal Dawn. Icon doesn’t offer listeners excitement, but there’s room in it for plenty of contentment. If you like your death metal well-played and without the fuss, Icon is your cup of tea.2
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #AbysmalDawn #DeathMetal #Defaced #Icon #Jan26 #MassacreRecords #Review #Reviews #SwissMetal #ThroneOfHeresy
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 192 kbps MP3
Label: Massacre Records
Websites: facebook.com/defacedswiss
Releases Worldwide: January 30th, 2026 -
Defaced – Icon Review By Kronos
It’s heartening to see Par Olofsson getting work in the age of cheap generative AI. In retrospect, his purple, shining renderings of cityscape kaijou vortex gore, now a visual synonym for modern death metal, share a looseness and repetition of detail that’s strikingly reminiscent of midjourney products. It would be all too easy to ask the computer to ape, though you’d lose the structural, communicative logic that comes from putting a sandwich-powered Swede1 rather than a gas-powered server farm behind the brush. Icon, the third record from Switzerland’s Defaced, comes wrapped up in a characteristically Olofsson-ey work and, much like the cover, is decidedly human, if a bit unambitious. Defaced have re-emerged more than a decade for good reason; a record’s worth of carefully-crafted death metal.
Defaced operate in the style of bands like Abysmal Dawn or Throne of Heresy, unabashedly ornamenting their death metal with splashes of black metal and melodeath and foregoing flashy playing and stylized production. “The Antagonist” opens Icon at full speed, demonstrating Defaced’s strengths. After a bit of string bending, the song’s low, tremolo-picked theme kicks in, and the band trades between this riff and a few others for the rest of the song, adding a new flourish each time. A secondary melody here gets a few variations, first staccato, then subdued to back a solo, then broadly chugged with a subtle pinch harmonic tag at the end, then chugged again with a big rest after the first phrase for a bit of ornamentation. Guitarists Matze Schiemann and Marco Kessi don’t pull out show-stopping riffs but play around plenty with what they do put forth and transition very smoothly between variations, ones that usually give the rhythm section (drummer Massimiliano Malvassora and bassist Michael Gertsch) some room to show off. The other Gertsch (gruff-voiced Thomas) gets a few nice cut-outs as well, with the more melodic, black-metal-influenced “The Initiation” letting his burly roars and hoarse croaks ring out above the other instruments, frequently multi-tracked. The Gertsches even get themselves a little bass/barker duet before the bouncy pit riff of “Culling the Herd” kicks in.
Icon is expertly paced and organized. Mid-album duo of “Anthem of Vermin” and “Sonate” shakes expectations just as things seem to get static, the former ending in trem-picked triumph before transitioning to the latter, an acoustic guitar piece that a half-dozen Gothenburgers would have been proud to write to tape years ago. In both pieces, Defaced practice the same shrewd and thoughtful songwriting found across the album; neither follows a predictable path, but each new idea flows from the last seemingly without effort or thought.
Yet Icon lacks the punch to compel listening. The band plays expertly with their compositions and, at small scales, demonstrates a playfulness and creativity that’s often missing from death metal. But somewhere in the middle detail–the riffs and melodies themselves–things are a bit gray. Defaced’s last effort—the decade-old Forging the Sanctuary—suffered similarly, though it had a bit more ambition. Icon plays death metal well but plays it safely, carefully welding riffs together and sanding the joints smooth into something very strong and very cube-shaped.
The more closely I listen to Icon, the more I appreciate Defaced’s obvious skill; it’s more than a competent record, with watertight songs that wring their riffs pretty dry without ever getting tedious. But those riffs just aren’t very exciting, and this middle-of-the-road modern death metal style really needs spectacle to excel, like the catchy choruses and wild Death-isms of Abysmal Dawn. Icon doesn’t offer listeners excitement, but there’s room in it for plenty of contentment. If you like your death metal well-played and without the fuss, Icon is your cup of tea.2
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #30 #AbysmalDawn #DeathMetal #Defaced #Icon #Jan26 #MassacreRecords #Review #Reviews #SwissMetal #ThroneOfHeresy
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 192 kbps MP3
Label: Massacre Records
Websites: facebook.com/defacedswiss
Releases Worldwide: January 30th, 2026 -
Stuck in the Filter: August 2025’s Angry Misses
By Kenstrosity
The heat persists, but now the humidity comes in full force as storm systems wreak havoc upon the coasts. I hide in my cramped closet of an office, lest I be washed out once again by an unsuspecting deluge. However, I still send my minions out into the facility, bound by duty to search for those metallic scraps on which we feast.
Fortuitously, most all of those imps I sent out came back alive, and with wares! BEHOLD!
Kenstrosity’s Galactic Gremlin
Silent Millenia // Celestial Twilight: Beyond the Crimson Veil [August 26th, 2025 – Self-Release]
Have you ever seen such a delightfully cheesy cover? Probably, but it’s been a while for me. I bought Celestial Twilight: Beyond the Crimson Veil, the second raw symphonic black metal opus from Finnish one-man act Silent Millenia, on the strength of the artwork alone. Little did I know that what lay beyond this crimson veil was some of the most fun melodic black metal this side of Moonlight Sorcery. The same low-fi roughness that personifies Old Nick’s work grounds Silent Millenia’s starbound songwriting as it traverses the universe with an energetic punch reminiscent of Emperor or Stormkeep (“Awaken the Celestial Spell,” “Daemonic Mastery”). To help differentiate Silent Millenia’s sound from that of their peers, a gothic atmosphere ensorcells much of this material to great effect, merging eerie Victorian melodies with galactic adventurism in an unlikely pair (“Enthrone the Spectral”). Swirling synths and sparkling twinkles abound as well, creating blissful moments of interest as frosty tremolos and piercing blasts take full advantage of the false sense of security those entrancing clouds of synthetic instrumentation create (“Benighted Path to Darkness Mysterium,” “Reign in Cosmic Majesty”). Simply put, Celestial Twilight is an unexpected gem of a symphonic black metal record, bursting with killer ideas and infinite levels of raw, unabashed fun. You should hear it!
Kronos’ Unexpected Unearthments
Street Sects // Dry Drunk [August 15th, 2025 – Self Release]
Dry Drunk sticks to your inner surfaces, draining down like cigarette tar along paralyzed cilia to pool in your lungs until the cells themselves foment rebellion. Once it’s in you, you feel paranoid, wretched, and alone. So it’s the proper follow-up to Street Sects’ visionary debut, End Position. Like that record, Dry Drunk plumbs the most mundane and unsavory gutters of America for a cast of protagonists that it dwells in or dispatches with a mixture of pity and disgust, with vocalist Leo Ashline narrating their violent crimes and self-hatred in a mixture of croons, shrieks, and snarls that cook the air before the speakers into the scent of booze and rotten teeth. And like that record, Shaun Ringsmuth (Glassing) dresses the sets with a fractal litter of snaps, squeals, crashes, gunshots, and grinding electronics, caked in tar and collapsing just as soon as it is swept into a structure. And like End Position, Dry Drunk is a masterpiece. The impeccable six-song stretch from “Love Makes You Fat” through “Riding the Clock” ties you to the bumper and drags you along some of the duo’s most creative side-roads, through the simmering, straightjacketed sludge of “Baker Act” to the chopped-up, smirking electronica of “Eject Button.” Swerving between addled, unintelligible agony and unforgettable anthems, Dry Drunk, like End Position before it is nothing less than the life of a junkie scraped together, heated on a spoon, and injected into your head. Once you’ve taken a hit, you will never be quite the same.
Thus Spoke’s Frightening Fragments
Defacement // Doomed [August 22nd, 2025 – Self Release]
There’s music for every vibe.1 The one Defacement fits is an exclusively extreme metal flavor of moody that is only appreciable by genre fans, made tangibly more eerie by their persistent idiosyncratic use of dark ambient interludes amidst the viciously distorted blackened death. Audiences—and reviewers—tend to disparage these electronic segments, but I’ve always felt their crackling presence increases the analog horror of it all, and rather than being a breather from the intensity, they prolong the nausea, the sense of emptiness, and the abject fearfulness of head-based trauma. This latter concept grows more metaphorical still on Doomed, where the violence is inside the mind, purpose-erasing, and emotionally-detaching. The ambience might be the most sadly beautiful so far (“Mournful,” and “Clouded” especially), and the transitions into nightmarish heaviness arguably the most fluid. And the metal is undoubtedly the most ambitious, dynamic, and magnificent of Defacement’s career, combining their most gruesome dissonance (“Portrait”) with their most bizarrely exuberant guitar melodies (“Unexplainable,” “Unrecognised”). Solos drip tangibly with (emotional) resonance (“Unexplainable,” “Absent”) and there’s not a breath or a moment of wasted space. Yes, the band’s heavier side can suffer from a nagging sense of homogeneous mass, but it remains transporting. While I can appreciate why others do not appreciate Defacement, this is the first of their outings I can truthfully say mesmerised me on first listen.
ClarkKent’s Heated Hymns
Phantom Fire // Phantom Fire [August 8th, 2025 – Edged Circle Productions]
While I waded through the murky depths of the August promo sump, Steel implored me to take the eponymous third album from Phantom Fire. “The AMG commentariat love blackened heavy metal,” he said. I disregarded his advice at my peril, and while I ended up enjoying what I grabbed, it turns out this would have been solid too. Featuring members from Enslaved, Kraków. Hellbutcher, and Aeternus, Phantom Fire play old school speed metal that harks back to the likes of Motörhead and Iron Maiden’s Killers. Thanks to healthy doses of bass and production values that allow the instruments to shine, each song is infused with energetic grooves. The music sounds fresh, crisp, and clear, from the booming drums to Eld’s “blackened” snarls. Early tracks “Eternal Void” and “All For None” show off the catchy blend of simple guitar riffs and a hoppin’ bass accompanied by energetic kit work. While placing a somewhat lengthy instrumental track in the middle of a record usually slows it down, “Fatal Attraction” turns out to be a highlight. It tells a tragic love story involving a motorcycle with nothing but instruments, an engine revving, and some police sirens. The second half of Phantom Fire gets a bit on the weirder side, turning to some stoner and psychedelia. There’s a push and pull between the stoner and Motörhead speed stuff on songs like “Malphas” and “Submersible Pt. 2,” and this blend actually works pretty well. It turns out that they aren’t phantom after all—these guys are truly fire.
Burning Witches // Inquisition [August 22nd, 2025 – Napalm Records]
With six albums in eight years, Swiss quintet Burning Witches has really been burning rubber. While such prolific output in such a short time frame generally spells trouble, Inquisition is a solid piece of heavy/power metal. Burning Witches dabbles in a mix of speedy power metal and mid-tempo heavy metal, often sounding like ’80s stalwarts Judas Priest and Def Leppard. With Laura Guldemond’s gruff voice, they produce a more weighty, less happy version of power metal than the likes of Fellowship or Frozen Crown. While the songs stick to formulaic structures, tempo shifts from song to song help keep things from growing stale. We see this variety right from the get-go, where “Soul Eater” takes a high-energy approach before moving into the more mellow “Shame.” There’s even a pretty solid ballad, “Release Me,” that grounds the back half of the record. Songs of the sort that Burning Witches write need catchy choruses, and fortunately, they deliver. “High Priestess of the Night” is a particular standout, delivering a knock-out punch in its delivery. It helps that the instrumental parts are well-executed, from crunchy riffs to subdued solos to booming blast beats. Anyone looking for a solid bit of power metal that’s not too heavy on the cheese will find this worth a listen.
Deathhammer // Crimson Dawn [August 29th, 2025 – Hells Headbangers Records]
Celebrating 20 years of blackened speed, Deathhammer drop LP number six with the kind of energy that exhausted parents dread to see in their children at bedtime. This is my first foray with the band, and I am in awe of the relentless level of manic energy they keep throughout Crimson Dawn’s 39 minutes. If science could learn how to harness their energy, we’d have an endless source of renewables. The two-piece out of Norway channels classic Slayer on crack and even has moments reminiscent of Painkiller-era Judas Priest. They play non-stop thrash cranked to 11, with persistent blast beats and some dual guitar parts that leave your head spinning from the rapid-fire directions the riffs fire off in. The heart of the mania is singer Sergeant Salsten. His crazed vocals are amazing—snarling, shouting, and shrieking in a way that took me back to the manic pitch Judge Doom could reach in Who Framed Roger Rabbit? He sings so fast that on the chorus of “Crimson Dawn,” it sounds like he says “Griffindor,” which had me searching confusedly for the Harry Potter tag. This was probably my favorite song, not just because of the Griffindor thing, but because that chorus is so catchy. Either way, it’s tough to pick a standout track because they all grip you by the throat and don’t let go. Crimson Dawn is a ton of fun and a must listen if you like your music fast.
Grin Reaper’s Bountiful Blight
Kallias // Digital Plague [August 14th, 2025 – Self Release]
Machine gun drumming, spacey synths, Morbid Angel-meets-Meshuggah riffing, Turian-esque barking and Voyager-reminiscent vocal melodies…what the fuck is going on here? The only thing more surprising than someone having the moxie to blend all these things together is how well they work in concert. Kallias doesn’t hold back on sophomore album Digital Plague, and the result is a rocket-fueled blast through forty-four minutes of eclectic, addictive prog. The mishmash of styles keeps the album fresh and unpredictable while never dipping its toes in inconsistent waters, and staccato rhythms propel listeners through eight tracks without losing steam. As with any prog metal worth its salt, Kallias brandishes technical prowess, and their cohesion belies the relatively short time they’ve been putting out music.2 The mix is well-suited to spotlight whoever needs it at a given time, whether the bass is purring (“Exogíini Kyriarchía”), the drums are being annihilated (“Pyrrhic Victory”), or a guitar solo nears Pettrucian wankery (“Phenomenal in Theory”). The end result is three-quarters of an hour filled with myriad influences that fuse into a sound all Kallias’s own, and it’s one I’ve returned to several times since discovering (also, credit to MontDoom for his stunning artwork, which helped initially draw my attention). Check it out—you’ll be sick if you avoid this one like the Plague.
Luke’s Kaleidoscopic Kicks
Giant Haze // Cosmic Mother [August 22nd, 2025 – Tonzonen Records]
Whereas many of my colleagues are bracing themselves for cooler conditions and harsh winters to come, in my neck of the woods, things are warming up. While my own wintry August filter proved scarce, there was one particular summery gem to lift moods with burly riffs and fat stoner grooves. Unheralded German act Giant Haze seemingly emerged out of nowhere during a random Bandcamp deep dive. Debut LP Cosmic Mother channels the good old days of ’90s-inspired desert rock, featuring grungy, doomy vibes via a groovy batch of riff-centric, hard-rocking and uplifting jams, evoking the nostalgic spirit of Kyuss, Fu Manchu, Clutch and perhaps even a dash of Danzig. Punching out raucous, groove-soaked hard rockers with skyscraping hooks (“Geographic Gardens Suck,” “King of Tomorrow,” “Panic to Ride”), summery, funk–psych jams (“Sunrise”), and bluesy, punk-infused fireballs (“Crank in Public,” “Shrink Age”) Giant Haze get a lot of things right on this assured debut. The songwriting is deceptively diverse and punchy, bolstered by solid production, tight musicianship, and the swaggering, ever so slightly goofy vocal charms and powerful hooks of frontman Christoph Wollmann. Inevitably, a few rough spots appear, but overall Cosmic Mother showcases oodles of budding potential, an impactful delivery, cheeky sense of humor, and infectious, feel-good songcraft.
Spicie Forrest’s Foraged Fruit
Bask // The Turning [August 22nd, 2025 – Season of Mist]
Last seen in 2019, Bask returns with fourth LP, The Turning, a concept album following The Rider as she and The Traveler traverse the stars. They still peddle the unique blend of stoner rock and Americana Kenstrosity reviewed favorably in 2019, but 2025 sees them looking up for inspiration. The Turning incorporates a distinct cosmic bent (“The Traveler,” “The Turning”) and post-rock structures (“Dig My Heels,” “Unwound”). These augmentations to Bask’s core sound are enhanced by the masterful pedal steel of new official member Jed Willis. Whether floating through the firmament or tilling earthly pastures, Willis creates textures both fresh and intensely nostalgic. The infinite shifting vistas of The Turning’s front half coalesce into singular timeless visions on the back half, supporting its conceptual nature in both content and form. Like a combination of Huntsmen and Somali Yacht Club, Bask weaves riffs and melodies heard across the plains and through the void above with an unguarded authenticity felt in your soul.
Dolphin Whisperer’s Disseminating Discharge
Plasmodulated // An Ocean ov Putrid, Stinky, Vile, Disgusting Hell [August 1st, 2025 – Personal Records]
Stinky, sticky, slimy—all adjectives that define the ideal death metal platter. Myk Colby has been trying to chase this perfect balance in a reverb-wonky package with projects like the d-beaten Hot Graves and extra hazy Wharflurch, but vile death metal balance is hard to achieve. However, An Ocean ov Putrid, Stinky, Vile, Disgusting Hell contains a recklessly pinched Demilichian riffage, classic piercing whammy bombs, and spook-minded synth ambience that places Plasmodulated with an odor more pungent than its peers. With an infected ear that festers equally with doom-loaded, Incantation-indebted drags (“Gelatinous Mutation ov Brewed Origin,” “Trapped in the Plasmovoid”) and Voivod-on-jenkem cutaways to foul-throated extravagence (“The Final Fuckening”). An air of intelligent tempo design keeps An Ocean from never feeling trapped in a maze of its own fumes, with Colby’s lush and bubbling synth design seguing tumbles into hammering deathly tremolo runs (“Such Rapid Sphacelation”) and Celtic Frosted riff tumbles (“Drowning in Sputum”) alike, all before swirling about his own tattered, trailing vocal sputters. Steady but slippery, elegant yet effluvial, An Ocean ov Putrid, Stinky, Vile, Disgusting Hell provides the necessary noxious pressure to corrode death metal-loving denizens into pure gloops of stained-denim pit worship. Delivered as labeled, Plasmodulated earns its hazardous declaration. We here at AMG are not liable for any OSHA violations that occur as a result of Plasmodulated consumption on the job, though.
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For this week's #GrindayFriday, a strange, cool new find-- MORBIER DANGER from
Chavornay, Switzerland. They're some very cheese-based deathgrind. Morbier Danger have a new EP that came out a few days ago, but this one is 'Briescard Destin', their LP from 2024. Really solid, tight, catchy riffy spots and dynamics on this one. Their new EP is great, and worth a listen, too. 🧀https://morbierdanger.bandcamp.com/album/briescard-destin
#grind #deathgrind #Switzerland #SwissBands #SwissMetal #SwissGrind #grindcore #metal #Chavornay @vanessawynn @wendigo @HailsandAles
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For this week's #GrindayFriday, a strange, cool new find-- MORBIER DANGER from
Chavornay, Switzerland. They're some very cheese-based deathgrind. Morbier Danger have a new EP that came out a few days ago, but this one is 'Briescard Destin', their LP from 2024. Really solid, tight, catchy riffy spots and dynamics on this one. Their new EP is great, and worth a listen, too. 🧀https://morbierdanger.bandcamp.com/album/briescard-destin
#grind #deathgrind #Switzerland #SwissBands #SwissMetal #SwissGrind #grindcore #metal #Chavornay @vanessawynn @wendigo @HailsandAles
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For this week's #GrindayFriday, a strange, cool new find-- MORBIER DANGER from
Chavornay, Switzerland. They're some very cheese-based deathgrind. Morbier Danger have a new EP that came out a few days ago, but this one is 'Briescard Destin', their LP from 2024. Really solid, tight, catchy riffy spots and dynamics on this one. Their new EP is great, and worth a listen, too. 🧀https://morbierdanger.bandcamp.com/album/briescard-destin
#grind #deathgrind #Switzerland #SwissBands #SwissMetal #SwissGrind #grindcore #metal #Chavornay @vanessawynn @wendigo @HailsandAles
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For this week's #GrindayFriday, a strange, cool new find-- MORBIER DANGER from
Chavornay, Switzerland. They're some very cheese-based deathgrind. Morbier Danger have a new EP that came out a few days ago, but this one is 'Briescard Destin', their LP from 2024. Really solid, tight, catchy riffy spots and dynamics on this one. Their new EP is great, and worth a listen, too. 🧀https://morbierdanger.bandcamp.com/album/briescard-destin
#grind #deathgrind #Switzerland #SwissBands #SwissMetal #SwissGrind #grindcore #metal #Chavornay @vanessawynn @wendigo @HailsandAles
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For this week's #GrindayFriday, a strange, cool new find-- MORBIER DANGER from
Chavornay, Switzerland. They're some very cheese-based deathgrind. Morbier Danger have a new EP that came out a few days ago, but this one is 'Briescard Destin', their LP from 2024. Really solid, tight, catchy riffy spots and dynamics on this one. Their new EP is great, and worth a listen, too. 🧀https://morbierdanger.bandcamp.com/album/briescard-destin
#grind #deathgrind #Switzerland #SwissBands #SwissMetal #SwissGrind #grindcore #metal #Chavornay @vanessawynn @wendigo @HailsandAles