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🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on #KEXP's #SeekAndDestroy
Bolt Thrower:
🎵 Where Next to Conquerhttps://bolt-thrower.bandcamp.com/track/where-next-to-conquer-3
https://open.spotify.com/track/5sjhQhOfdh2adCAYjrIvpZ
🎶 show playlist 👇
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1uZ3GLf6lDtDqJSQrY0lMU🎶 KEXP playlist 👇
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6VNALrOa3gWbk794YuIrwg -
🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on #KEXP's #SeekAndDestroy
Bolt Thrower:
🎵 Where Next to Conquerhttps://bolt-thrower.bandcamp.com/track/where-next-to-conquer-3
https://open.spotify.com/track/5sjhQhOfdh2adCAYjrIvpZ
🎶 show playlist 👇
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1uZ3GLf6lDtDqJSQrY0lMU🎶 KEXP playlist 👇
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6VNALrOa3gWbk794YuIrwg -
🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on #KEXP's #SeekAndDestroy
Bolt Thrower:
🎵 Where Next to Conquerhttps://bolt-thrower.bandcamp.com/track/where-next-to-conquer-3
https://open.spotify.com/track/5sjhQhOfdh2adCAYjrIvpZ
🎶 show playlist 👇
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1uZ3GLf6lDtDqJSQrY0lMU🎶 KEXP playlist 👇
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6VNALrOa3gWbk794YuIrwg -
🇺🇦 #NowPlaying on #KEXP's #SeekAndDestroy
Bolt Thrower:
🎵 Where Next to Conquerhttps://bolt-thrower.bandcamp.com/track/where-next-to-conquer-3
https://open.spotify.com/track/5sjhQhOfdh2adCAYjrIvpZ
🎶 show playlist 👇
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/1uZ3GLf6lDtDqJSQrY0lMU🎶 KEXP playlist 👇
https://open.spotify.com/playlist/6VNALrOa3gWbk794YuIrwg -
I’m done with the discography of #Death
And I’m hooked! It’s really up my alley. And I also gave myself some imaginary slapping for ignoring it waaay too long.As a conclusion I start my own #DeathMetalAutumn where I’ll close my very big gap in death metal beginning with big and old names, I should have known for decades.
Next one is #Benediction and #Obituary
Interestingly autumn is my death metal season. One year ago I started out with #BoltThrower
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I’m done with the discography of #Death
And I’m hooked! It’s really up my alley. And I also gave myself some imaginary slapping for ignoring it waaay too long.As a conclusion I start my own #DeathMetalAutumn where I’ll close my very big gap in death metal beginning with big and old names, I should have known for decades.
Next one is #Benediction and #Obituary
Interestingly autumn is my death metal season. One year ago I started out with #BoltThrower
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I’m done with the discography of #Death
And I’m hooked! It’s really up my alley. And I also gave myself some imaginary slapping for ignoring it waaay too long.As a conclusion I start my own #DeathMetalAutumn where I’ll close my very big gap in death metal beginning with big and old names, I should have known for decades.
Next one is #Benediction and #Obituary
Interestingly autumn is my death metal season. One year ago I started out with #BoltThrower
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I’m done with the discography of #Death
And I’m hooked! It’s really up my alley. And I also gave myself some imaginary slapping for ignoring it waaay too long.As a conclusion I start my own #DeathMetalAutumn where I’ll close my very big gap in death metal beginning with big and old names, I should have known for decades.
Next one is #Benediction and #Obituary
Interestingly autumn is my death metal season. One year ago I started out with #BoltThrower
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Tombstalker – Chaos Monolith Review By SaundersKentucky’s veteran death metal crew, Tombstalker, offer a blast from the past in a couple of ways. Firstly, after dropping their solidly impressive debut album Black Crusades back in 2015, Tombstalker continued touring before hitting roadblocks, going on hiatus, and rejigging their line-up. Releasing a couple of EPs in the intervening years, the rejuvenated line-up now unleash their long-gestating sophomore album, Chaos Monolith. Boasting a hulking, extra beefy sound rooted in rank old school values and influences, Tombstalker are not seeking to reinvent the wheel, remaining content to crush the weak through a meaty concoction of throwback old school death, armed with thorny, uncompromisingly brutal bursts of d-beaten violence, charred blackened melodies and rugged doom-death heft, wearing their crust and classic Swedish death influences proudly upon weathered sleeves. Yet does Tombstalker possess the songwriting tools to reawaken and level up in the crowded modern death metal scene?
While the guts of Tombstalker’s trusty formula remain largely intact, Chaos Monolith sounds recharged and revitalized. Despite residing in the retro realms of old school death, Tombstalker plant a muddied boot into the here and now, spiking their buzzsawing Stockholm influences (early Entombed, Dismember) with blackened and crust elements, topped by a chunky modern production. Like any good death metal album relishing in the rotten values of yesteryear, Chaos Monolith comes armed with an endearingly crude graveyard atmosphere and sinister melodicism, shadowing the infectiously beefy riffs, dual harmonies, thrashing rhythms and insidious, knuckle-dragging grooves. Cutting through the mix and leaving a feral imprint on proceedings sit the dominating bellows and sick lower growls of axe-wielding frontman Conqueror Horus.
Fresh out the blocks Tombstalker throw a curveball, dabbling in ominous soundscapes and an extended, slow-burning intro, gradually ratcheting up the tension and momentum before, several minutes in, they finally get cooking, punching out d-beaten rhythms, punky death riffs held together by a prominent doom-laden swagger. Arguably the extended intro could use some trimming, but the remainder of the song hits the mark, creating an ambitious opening impact. Chaos Monolith’s remaining cuts are condensed into more palatable nuggets. Built on a bedrock of burly, crunchy riffs, Tombstalker season their formula with generous sprinklings of blackened, crust, and ingredients, reinforced by steamrolling Bolt Thrower heft, the songwriting maintaining its peppy, deceptively versatile flow. Classic Stockholm melodies infiltrate the heavyweight death-doom haymakers and lurking menace of “Unto the Anvil of War,” “Inexorable Slaughter” rips through their bread-and-butter Swedeath template with punky, blasty results, while blackened thrash meets buzzing death on the horns throwing delight “Fully Armed and Filthy,” complete with gang shouts and an ear-catching chorus.
Later in the piece Tombstalker keep momentum and energy cranked, deftly handling their versatile mix of throwback zest and modern crunch. Crushing, spacey, and sinister, “Penitent Engine” adds tasteful, atmospheric synth work into the song’s rough and rowdy mix, and penultimate cut “Iron Within Iron Without” shifts tempos effortlessly, riding waves of hammering intensity, hacksawing riffs, and bulldozing grooves. Nailing the aesthetics of retro-infected death is one thing, but it would amount to little without the musical and songwriting chops to back up their old school punch. Tombstalker’s experienced craftsman shy away from flashier fretwork or other compositional complexities, instead relying on sturdy, infectious riffs, crafty integration of outside influences into their classic Swedeath core, and skilled threading of nifty solos and foreboding, nostalgic melodies into the fray. The slightly overcooked opening and solid if underwhelming closing track are the main detractors to what is otherwise a consistently entertaining and wickedly addictive platter. On the production front, Chaos Monolith packs a sonic punch but is a loud listen and the guitar tone could use a dirtier edge.
Chaos Monolith marks a killer return from an experienced underground act that has done the hard yards and taken the long-winded route to finally unleashing their second LP. The intervening years have been kind to Tombstalker. Chaos Monolith surpasses their impressive debut and provides a retro-inspired blast of old school death metal goodness. While not quite matching the best death metal of 2026, Chaos Monolith stands out as one of the pure outright fun death platters you will hear this year.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
#35 #AmericanMetal #AwakeningRecords #BoltThrower #ChaosMonolith #DeathMetal #Dismember #Entombed #OldSchoolDeathMetal #Review #Reviews #Tombstalker
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Awakening Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: September 25th, 2026 -
Tombstalker – Chaos Monolith Review By SaundersKentucky’s veteran death metal crew, Tombstalker, offer a blast from the past in a couple of ways. Firstly, after dropping their solidly impressive debut album Black Crusades back in 2015, Tombstalker continued touring before hitting roadblocks, going on hiatus, and rejigging their line-up. Releasing a couple of EPs in the intervening years, the rejuvenated line-up now unleash their long-gestating sophomore album, Chaos Monolith. Boasting a hulking, extra beefy sound rooted in rank old school values and influences, Tombstalker are not seeking to reinvent the wheel, remaining content to crush the weak through a meaty concoction of throwback old school death, armed with thorny, uncompromisingly brutal bursts of d-beaten violence, charred blackened melodies and rugged doom-death heft, wearing their crust and classic Swedish death influences proudly upon weathered sleeves. Yet does Tombstalker possess the songwriting tools to reawaken and level up in the crowded modern death metal scene?
While the guts of Tombstalker’s trusty formula remain largely intact, Chaos Monolith sounds recharged and revitalized. Despite residing in the retro realms of old school death, Tombstalker plant a muddied boot into the here and now, spiking their buzzsawing Stockholm influences (early Entombed, Dismember) with blackened and crust elements, topped by a chunky modern production. Like any good death metal album relishing in the rotten values of yesteryear, Chaos Monolith comes armed with an endearingly crude graveyard atmosphere and sinister melodicism, shadowing the infectiously beefy riffs, dual harmonies, thrashing rhythms and insidious, knuckle-dragging grooves. Cutting through the mix and leaving a feral imprint on proceedings sit the dominating bellows and sick lower growls of axe-wielding frontman Conqueror Horus.
Fresh out the blocks Tombstalker throw a curveball, dabbling in ominous soundscapes and an extended, slow-burning intro, gradually ratcheting up the tension and momentum before, several minutes in, they finally get cooking, punching out d-beaten rhythms, punky death riffs held together by a prominent doom-laden swagger. Arguably the extended intro could use some trimming, but the remainder of the song hits the mark, creating an ambitious opening impact. Chaos Monolith’s remaining cuts are condensed into more palatable nuggets. Built on a bedrock of burly, crunchy riffs, Tombstalker season their formula with generous sprinklings of blackened, crust, and ingredients, reinforced by steamrolling Bolt Thrower heft, the songwriting maintaining its peppy, deceptively versatile flow. Classic Stockholm melodies infiltrate the heavyweight death-doom haymakers and lurking menace of “Unto the Anvil of War,” “Inexorable Slaughter” rips through their bread-and-butter Swedeath template with punky, blasty results, while blackened thrash meets buzzing death on the horns throwing delight “Fully Armed and Filthy,” complete with gang shouts and an ear-catching chorus.
Later in the piece Tombstalker keep momentum and energy cranked, deftly handling their versatile mix of throwback zest and modern crunch. Crushing, spacey, and sinister, “Penitent Engine” adds tasteful, atmospheric synth work into the song’s rough and rowdy mix, and penultimate cut “Iron Within Iron Without” shifts tempos effortlessly, riding waves of hammering intensity, hacksawing riffs, and bulldozing grooves. Nailing the aesthetics of retro-infected death is one thing, but it would amount to little without the musical and songwriting chops to back up their old school punch. Tombstalker’s experienced craftsman shy away from flashier fretwork or other compositional complexities, instead relying on sturdy, infectious riffs, crafty integration of outside influences into their classic Swedeath core, and skilled threading of nifty solos and foreboding, nostalgic melodies into the fray. The slightly overcooked opening and solid if underwhelming closing track are the main detractors to what is otherwise a consistently entertaining and wickedly addictive platter. On the production front, Chaos Monolith packs a sonic punch but is a loud listen and the guitar tone could use a dirtier edge.
Chaos Monolith marks a killer return from an experienced underground act that has done the hard yards and taken the long-winded route to finally unleashing their second LP. The intervening years have been kind to Tombstalker. Chaos Monolith surpasses their impressive debut and provides a retro-inspired blast of old school death metal goodness. While not quite matching the best death metal of 2026, Chaos Monolith stands out as one of the pure outright fun death platters you will hear this year.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
#35 #AmericanMetal #AwakeningRecords #BoltThrower #ChaosMonolith #DeathMetal #Dismember #Entombed #OldSchoolDeathMetal #Review #Reviews #Tombstalker
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Awakening Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: September 25th, 2026 -
Tombstalker – Chaos Monolith Review By SaundersKentucky’s veteran death metal crew, Tombstalker, offer a blast from the past in a couple of ways. Firstly, after dropping their solidly impressive debut album Black Crusades back in 2015, Tombstalker continued touring before hitting roadblocks, going on hiatus, and rejigging their line-up. Releasing a couple of EPs in the intervening years, the rejuvenated line-up now unleash their long-gestating sophomore album, Chaos Monolith. Boasting a hulking, extra beefy sound rooted in rank old school values and influences, Tombstalker are not seeking to reinvent the wheel, remaining content to crush the weak through a meaty concoction of throwback old school death, armed with thorny, uncompromisingly brutal bursts of d-beaten violence, charred blackened melodies and rugged doom-death heft, wearing their crust and classic Swedish death influences proudly upon weathered sleeves. Yet does Tombstalker possess the songwriting tools to reawaken and level up in the crowded modern death metal scene?
While the guts of Tombstalker’s trusty formula remain largely intact, Chaos Monolith sounds recharged and revitalized. Despite residing in the retro realms of old school death, Tombstalker plant a muddied boot into the here and now, spiking their buzzsawing Stockholm influences (early Entombed, Dismember) with blackened and crust elements, topped by a chunky modern production. Like any good death metal album relishing in the rotten values of yesteryear, Chaos Monolith comes armed with an endearingly crude graveyard atmosphere and sinister melodicism, shadowing the infectiously beefy riffs, dual harmonies, thrashing rhythms and insidious, knuckle-dragging grooves. Cutting through the mix and leaving a feral imprint on proceedings sit the dominating bellows and sick lower growls of axe-wielding frontman Conqueror Horus.
Fresh out the blocks Tombstalker throw a curveball, dabbling in ominous soundscapes and an extended, slow-burning intro, gradually ratcheting up the tension and momentum before, several minutes in, they finally get cooking, punching out d-beaten rhythms, punky death riffs held together by a prominent doom-laden swagger. Arguably the extended intro could use some trimming, but the remainder of the song hits the mark, creating an ambitious opening impact. Chaos Monolith’s remaining cuts are condensed into more palatable nuggets. Built on a bedrock of burly, crunchy riffs, Tombstalker season their formula with generous sprinklings of blackened, crust, and ingredients, reinforced by steamrolling Bolt Thrower heft, the songwriting maintaining its peppy, deceptively versatile flow. Classic Stockholm melodies infiltrate the heavyweight death-doom haymakers and lurking menace of “Unto the Anvil of War,” “Inexorable Slaughter” rips through their bread-and-butter Swedeath template with punky, blasty results, while blackened thrash meets buzzing death on the horns throwing delight “Fully Armed and Filthy,” complete with gang shouts and an ear-catching chorus.
Later in the piece Tombstalker keep momentum and energy cranked, deftly handling their versatile mix of throwback zest and modern crunch. Crushing, spacey, and sinister, “Penitent Engine” adds tasteful, atmospheric synth work into the song’s rough and rowdy mix, and penultimate cut “Iron Within Iron Without” shifts tempos effortlessly, riding waves of hammering intensity, hacksawing riffs, and bulldozing grooves. Nailing the aesthetics of retro-infected death is one thing, but it would amount to little without the musical and songwriting chops to back up their old school punch. Tombstalker’s experienced craftsman shy away from flashier fretwork or other compositional complexities, instead relying on sturdy, infectious riffs, crafty integration of outside influences into their classic Swedeath core, and skilled threading of nifty solos and foreboding, nostalgic melodies into the fray. The slightly overcooked opening and solid if underwhelming closing track are the main detractors to what is otherwise a consistently entertaining and wickedly addictive platter. On the production front, Chaos Monolith packs a sonic punch but is a loud listen and the guitar tone could use a dirtier edge.
Chaos Monolith marks a killer return from an experienced underground act that has done the hard yards and taken the long-winded route to finally unleashing their second LP. The intervening years have been kind to Tombstalker. Chaos Monolith surpasses their impressive debut and provides a retro-inspired blast of old school death metal goodness. While not quite matching the best death metal of 2026, Chaos Monolith stands out as one of the pure outright fun death platters you will hear this year.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
#35 #AmericanMetal #AwakeningRecords #BoltThrower #ChaosMonolith #DeathMetal #Dismember #Entombed #OldSchoolDeathMetal #Review #Reviews #Tombstalker
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Awakening Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: September 25th, 2026 -
Tombstalker – Chaos Monolith Review By SaundersKentucky’s veteran death metal crew, Tombstalker, offer a blast from the past in a couple of ways. Firstly, after dropping their solidly impressive debut album Black Crusades back in 2015, Tombstalker continued touring before hitting roadblocks, going on hiatus, and rejigging their line-up. Releasing a couple of EPs in the intervening years, the rejuvenated line-up now unleash their long-gestating sophomore album, Chaos Monolith. Boasting a hulking, extra beefy sound rooted in rank old school values and influences, Tombstalker are not seeking to reinvent the wheel, remaining content to crush the weak through a meaty concoction of throwback old school death, armed with thorny, uncompromisingly brutal bursts of d-beaten violence, charred blackened melodies and rugged doom-death heft, wearing their crust and classic Swedish death influences proudly upon weathered sleeves. Yet does Tombstalker possess the songwriting tools to reawaken and level up in the crowded modern death metal scene?
While the guts of Tombstalker’s trusty formula remain largely intact, Chaos Monolith sounds recharged and revitalized. Despite residing in the retro realms of old school death, Tombstalker plant a muddied boot into the here and now, spiking their buzzsawing Stockholm influences (early Entombed, Dismember) with blackened and crust elements, topped by a chunky modern production. Like any good death metal album relishing in the rotten values of yesteryear, Chaos Monolith comes armed with an endearingly crude graveyard atmosphere and sinister melodicism, shadowing the infectiously beefy riffs, dual harmonies, thrashing rhythms and insidious, knuckle-dragging grooves. Cutting through the mix and leaving a feral imprint on proceedings sit the dominating bellows and sick lower growls of axe-wielding frontman Conqueror Horus.
Fresh out the blocks Tombstalker throw a curveball, dabbling in ominous soundscapes and an extended, slow-burning intro, gradually ratcheting up the tension and momentum before, several minutes in, they finally get cooking, punching out d-beaten rhythms, punky death riffs held together by a prominent doom-laden swagger. Arguably the extended intro could use some trimming, but the remainder of the song hits the mark, creating an ambitious opening impact. Chaos Monolith’s remaining cuts are condensed into more palatable nuggets. Built on a bedrock of burly, crunchy riffs, Tombstalker season their formula with generous sprinklings of blackened, crust, and ingredients, reinforced by steamrolling Bolt Thrower heft, the songwriting maintaining its peppy, deceptively versatile flow. Classic Stockholm melodies infiltrate the heavyweight death-doom haymakers and lurking menace of “Unto the Anvil of War,” “Inexorable Slaughter” rips through their bread-and-butter Swedeath template with punky, blasty results, while blackened thrash meets buzzing death on the horns throwing delight “Fully Armed and Filthy,” complete with gang shouts and an ear-catching chorus.
Later in the piece Tombstalker keep momentum and energy cranked, deftly handling their versatile mix of throwback zest and modern crunch. Crushing, spacey, and sinister, “Penitent Engine” adds tasteful, atmospheric synth work into the song’s rough and rowdy mix, and penultimate cut “Iron Within Iron Without” shifts tempos effortlessly, riding waves of hammering intensity, hacksawing riffs, and bulldozing grooves. Nailing the aesthetics of retro-infected death is one thing, but it would amount to little without the musical and songwriting chops to back up their old school punch. Tombstalker’s experienced craftsman shy away from flashier fretwork or other compositional complexities, instead relying on sturdy, infectious riffs, crafty integration of outside influences into their classic Swedeath core, and skilled threading of nifty solos and foreboding, nostalgic melodies into the fray. The slightly overcooked opening and solid if underwhelming closing track are the main detractors to what is otherwise a consistently entertaining and wickedly addictive platter. On the production front, Chaos Monolith packs a sonic punch but is a loud listen and the guitar tone could use a dirtier edge.
Chaos Monolith marks a killer return from an experienced underground act that has done the hard yards and taken the long-winded route to finally unleashing their second LP. The intervening years have been kind to Tombstalker. Chaos Monolith surpasses their impressive debut and provides a retro-inspired blast of old school death metal goodness. While not quite matching the best death metal of 2026, Chaos Monolith stands out as one of the pure outright fun death platters you will hear this year.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
#35 #AmericanMetal #AwakeningRecords #BoltThrower #ChaosMonolith #DeathMetal #Dismember #Entombed #OldSchoolDeathMetal #Review #Reviews #Tombstalker
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Awakening Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: September 25th, 2026 -
Haven't done
@neurothing #ThursdayFiveList for a long time. So let's go.
Topic is #AntiFrustration1/5
All Senses
Under Attack
Oblivion
Penultimate
Anticipation
Fills Your Soul
At The Limit
Beyond Control#BoltThrower - No Guts No Glory
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I29z5zvPmo4
(RIP Kiddie Kearns 😔) -
Haven't done
@neurothing #ThursdayFiveList for a long time. So let's go.
Topic is #AntiFrustration1/5
All Senses
Under Attack
Oblivion
Penultimate
Anticipation
Fills Your Soul
At The Limit
Beyond Control#BoltThrower - No Guts No Glory
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I29z5zvPmo4
(RIP Kiddie Kearns 😔) -
Haven't done
@neurothing #ThursdayFiveList for a long time. So let's go.
Topic is #AntiFrustration1/5
All Senses
Under Attack
Oblivion
Penultimate
Anticipation
Fills Your Soul
At The Limit
Beyond Control#BoltThrower - No Guts No Glory
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I29z5zvPmo4
(RIP Kiddie Kearns 😔) -
Haven't done
@neurothing #ThursdayFiveList for a long time. So let's go.
Topic is #AntiFrustration1/5
All Senses
Under Attack
Oblivion
Penultimate
Anticipation
Fills Your Soul
At The Limit
Beyond Control#BoltThrower - No Guts No Glory
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I29z5zvPmo4
(RIP Kiddie Kearns 😔) -
Nothing like a few beers, some fucking Bolt Thrower on a Wednesday evening after a cunt of a week at work (so far).
I'm sure it can only improve ..... yes .... improve.
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Nothing like a few beers, some fucking Bolt Thrower on a Wednesday evening after a cunt of a week at work (so far).
I'm sure it can only improve ..... yes .... improve.
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Nothing like a few beers, some fucking Bolt Thrower on a Wednesday evening after a cunt of a week at work (so far).
I'm sure it can only improve ..... yes .... improve.
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https://www.europesays.com/ie/652599/ Deceptor – Reign of Terror Review #2026 #30 #AmericanMetal #Anthrax #Aug26 #BoltThrower #DeathMetal #DeathThrash #Deceptor #Destruction #Dismember #DyingVictimsProductions #Éire #Enforced #Entertainment #Entombed #Grave #IE #Ireland #Kreator #Megadeth #Music #PowerTrip #Razor #ReignOfTerror #Review #Reviews #Sepultura #Slayer #Sodom #ThrashMetal
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Deceptor – Reign of Terror Review By Grin ReaperStorming out of Raleigh, North Carolina, Deceptor rebukes every vestige of modernity on debut Reign of Terror, firmly planting their flag in the glorious days of yore. According to their promotional literature, those days span between 1988 and 1992, and damned if these tunes don’t sound like they’ve been unearthed and freed from the clutches of a class of ’91 time capsule. Bolt Thrower and Sodom Reign supreme in defining Deceptor’s bygone blend of death and thrash, although several others creep in as well. It’s a compelling concoction, and one that slugs ‘n’ chugs with a fat-free runtime and thunderous moments. Given their remorseless allegiance to the olde school, does Deceptor coronate a Reign of Terror, or leave listeners asking for a Reign check?
Throughout Reign of Terror, Deceptor channels the blood ‘n’ guts of decades past to chisel out an uncompromising slab of deathrash. “Red Dawn” inaugurates the album with a beefy build that reminds me of S.O.D.’s “March of the S.O.D.” before “Human Cavity” starts the party proper. Its mid-paced chugs recall relative newcomers Power Trip and Enforced, although the vocals sit somewhere between Karl Willetts and Tom Angelripper. The solo from “Human Cavity” is classic thrash, though, like if Anthrax stripped a Megadeth lead to its core and discarded the flamboyance for maximum killdozing efficiency. And speaking of ‘Thrax, “Whammer” showcases the bouncy, chaotic riffs I associate with their best 80s material. Meanwhile, “Firing Squad” elicits early Kreator and Dismember,1 “Street General” wields primitive Sepultura vibes, and throughout Reign of Terror Bolt Thrower, Sodom, and Entombed2 provide bases for ample comparisons. As you might expect from a sound so rooted in the past, touchstones abound.
Considering the calls to so many legendary bands, Deceptor acquits themselves well with their performances. The one that stands out the most to me is drummer Andrew Harper’s relentless battery, which adds a wicked charge to Reign of Terror’s brutal regime. From “Fog of War”’s sinister double bass rolls to “Join or Die”’s tireless bombardment, Harper supplies a fantastic and invigorating outing. Preston Lanier’s guitars likewise impress, from the recklessly unrestrained Slayer shredding on “Join or Die” to the 80s Razor and Destruction riffage of “Whammer.” It’s not all thrash, though, as Lanier also conjures early Entombed on “Fog of War” and even Grave with “Combat Patrol” and “Street General.” Vocalist/bassist Gabe Earley rounds out the trio, unleashing a subtle bass performance as he rips and barks with effective command. And emphasis on subtle here, as no moment stands out where the bass is front and center. I can pick it out more often than not when I listen for it, but fortifying the bass tone with a deeper, richer presence would add a welcome depth and help the performance stand apart.
As you might expect given the framework for Deceptor’s mission, Reign of Terror stays trve through its entirety. Appreciators of the style will no doubt find it a nostalgic romp through time as Deceptor brings the past to life, yet being steadfast in the commitment to recreating metal’s salad days limits their ability to carve out an original voice. The track sequencing also turns awkward, with the three shortest tracks slotted into the three-four-five spots. Although the songs flow well enough, this compresses the front half of the album and, by comparison, the back half drags artificially despite Reign of Terror’s lean runtime. Pulling some of the latter tracks earlier into the album would alleviate this accordion effect and offer a more balanced experience.
All told, Deceptor’s Reign of Terror invokes an adrenaline-fueled, bare-knuckled era of thrash and death metal that proves potent all these years later. In particular, the album’s production whisks me away to the late 80s with its retro grit and considered mix, allowing drums, guitars, and vocals to share the spotlight at the right times. Deceptor harbors tons of talent and possesses a clear vision for the Reign of Terror they’re destined to unleash. If these ruffians can find a way to harmonize their inspirations with their own voice, Deceptor’s next outing could be an unholy smash. Until then, I’m content to revisit this debut and let Terror reign o’er me.
Rating: Good!
#2026 #30 #AmericanMetal #Anthrax #Aug26 #BoltThrower #DeathMetal #DeathThrash #Deceptor #Destruction #Dismember #DyingVictimsProductions #Enforced #Entombed #Grave #Kreator #Megadeth #PowerTrip #Razor #ReignOfTerror #Review #Reviews #Sepultura #Slayer #Sodom #ThrashMetal
DR: 10 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Dying Victims Productions
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook | Instagram
Releases Worldwide: August 21st, 2026 -
Deceptor – Reign of Terror Review By Grin ReaperStorming out of Raleigh, North Carolina, Deceptor rebukes every vestige of modernity on debut Reign of Terror, firmly planting their flag in the glorious days of yore. According to their promotional literature, those days span between 1988 and 1992, and damned if these tunes don’t sound like they’ve been unearthed and freed from the clutches of a class of ’91 time capsule. Bolt Thrower and Sodom Reign supreme in defining Deceptor’s bygone blend of death and thrash, although several others creep in as well. It’s a compelling concoction, and one that slugs ‘n’ chugs with a fat-free runtime and thunderous moments. Given their remorseless allegiance to the olde school, does Deceptor coronate a Reign of Terror, or leave listeners asking for a Reign check?
Throughout Reign of Terror, Deceptor channels the blood ‘n’ guts of decades past to chisel out an uncompromising slab of deathrash. “Red Dawn” inaugurates the album with a beefy build that reminds me of S.O.D.’s “March of the S.O.D.” before “Human Cavity” starts the party proper. Its mid-paced chugs recall relative newcomers Power Trip and Enforced, although the vocals sit somewhere between Karl Willetts and Tom Angelripper. The solo from “Human Cavity” is classic thrash, though, like if Anthrax stripped a Megadeth lead to its core and discarded the flamboyance for maximum killdozing efficiency. And speaking of ‘Thrax, “Whammer” showcases the bouncy, chaotic riffs I associate with their best 80s material. Meanwhile, “Firing Squad” elicits early Kreator and Dismember,1 “Street General” wields primitive Sepultura vibes, and throughout Reign of Terror Bolt Thrower, Sodom, and Entombed2 provide bases for ample comparisons. As you might expect from a sound so rooted in the past, touchstones abound.
Considering the calls to so many legendary bands, Deceptor acquits themselves well with their performances. The one that stands out the most to me is drummer Andrew Harper’s relentless battery, which adds a wicked charge to Reign of Terror’s brutal regime. From “Fog of War”’s sinister double bass rolls to “Join or Die”’s tireless bombardment, Harper supplies a fantastic and invigorating outing. Preston Lanier’s guitars likewise impress, from the recklessly unrestrained Slayer shredding on “Join or Die” to the 80s Razor and Destruction riffage of “Whammer.” It’s not all thrash, though, as Lanier also conjures early Entombed on “Fog of War” and even Grave with “Combat Patrol” and “Street General.” Vocalist/bassist Gabe Earley rounds out the trio, unleashing a subtle bass performance as he rips and barks with effective command. And emphasis on subtle here, as no moment stands out where the bass is front and center. I can pick it out more often than not when I listen for it, but fortifying the bass tone with a deeper, richer presence would add a welcome depth and help the performance stand apart.
As you might expect given the framework for Deceptor’s mission, Reign of Terror stays trve through its entirety. Appreciators of the style will no doubt find it a nostalgic romp through time as Deceptor brings the past to life, yet being steadfast in the commitment to recreating metal’s salad days limits their ability to carve out an original voice. The track sequencing also turns awkward, with the three shortest tracks slotted into the three-four-five spots. Although the songs flow well enough, this compresses the front half of the album and, by comparison, the back half drags artificially despite Reign of Terror’s lean runtime. Pulling some of the latter tracks earlier into the album would alleviate this accordion effect and offer a more balanced experience.
All told, Deceptor’s Reign of Terror invokes an adrenaline-fueled, bare-knuckled era of thrash and death metal that proves potent all these years later. In particular, the album’s production whisks me away to the late 80s with its retro grit and considered mix, allowing drums, guitars, and vocals to share the spotlight at the right times. Deceptor harbors tons of talent and possesses a clear vision for the Reign of Terror they’re destined to unleash. If these ruffians can find a way to harmonize their inspirations with their own voice, Deceptor’s next outing could be an unholy smash. Until then, I’m content to revisit this debut and let Terror reign o’er me.
Rating: Good!
#2026 #30 #AmericanMetal #Anthrax #Aug26 #BoltThrower #DeathMetal #DeathThrash #Deceptor #Destruction #Dismember #DyingVictimsProductions #Enforced #Entombed #Grave #Kreator #Megadeth #PowerTrip #Razor #ReignOfTerror #Review #Reviews #Sepultura #Slayer #Sodom #ThrashMetal
DR: 10 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Dying Victims Productions
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook | Instagram
Releases Worldwide: August 21st, 2026 -
Deceptor – Reign of Terror Review By Grin ReaperStorming out of Raleigh, North Carolina, Deceptor rebukes every vestige of modernity on debut Reign of Terror, firmly planting their flag in the glorious days of yore. According to their promotional literature, those days span between 1988 and 1992, and damned if these tunes don’t sound like they’ve been unearthed and freed from the clutches of a class of ’91 time capsule. Bolt Thrower and Sodom Reign supreme in defining Deceptor’s bygone blend of death and thrash, although several others creep in as well. It’s a compelling concoction, and one that slugs ‘n’ chugs with a fat-free runtime and thunderous moments. Given their remorseless allegiance to the olde school, does Deceptor coronate a Reign of Terror, or leave listeners asking for a Reign check?
Throughout Reign of Terror, Deceptor channels the blood ‘n’ guts of decades past to chisel out an uncompromising slab of deathrash. “Red Dawn” inaugurates the album with a beefy build that reminds me of S.O.D.’s “March of the S.O.D.” before “Human Cavity” starts the party proper. Its mid-paced chugs recall relative newcomers Power Trip and Enforced, although the vocals sit somewhere between Karl Willetts and Tom Angelripper. The solo from “Human Cavity” is classic thrash, though, like if Anthrax stripped a Megadeth lead to its core and discarded the flamboyance for maximum killdozing efficiency. And speaking of ‘Thrax, “Whammer” showcases the bouncy, chaotic riffs I associate with their best 80s material. Meanwhile, “Firing Squad” elicits early Kreator and Dismember,1 “Street General” wields primitive Sepultura vibes, and throughout Reign of Terror Bolt Thrower, Sodom, and Entombed2 provide bases for ample comparisons. As you might expect from a sound so rooted in the past, touchstones abound.
Considering the calls to so many legendary bands, Deceptor acquits themselves well with their performances. The one that stands out the most to me is drummer Andrew Harper’s relentless battery, which adds a wicked charge to Reign of Terror’s brutal regime. From “Fog of War”’s sinister double bass rolls to “Join or Die”’s tireless bombardment, Harper supplies a fantastic and invigorating outing. Preston Lanier’s guitars likewise impress, from the recklessly unrestrained Slayer shredding on “Join or Die” to the 80s Razor and Destruction riffage of “Whammer.” It’s not all thrash, though, as Lanier also conjures early Entombed on “Fog of War” and even Grave with “Combat Patrol” and “Street General.” Vocalist/bassist Gabe Earley rounds out the trio, unleashing a subtle bass performance as he rips and barks with effective command. And emphasis on subtle here, as no moment stands out where the bass is front and center. I can pick it out more often than not when I listen for it, but fortifying the bass tone with a deeper, richer presence would add a welcome depth and help the performance stand apart.
As you might expect given the framework for Deceptor’s mission, Reign of Terror stays trve through its entirety. Appreciators of the style will no doubt find it a nostalgic romp through time as Deceptor brings the past to life, yet being steadfast in the commitment to recreating metal’s salad days limits their ability to carve out an original voice. The track sequencing also turns awkward, with the three shortest tracks slotted into the three-four-five spots. Although the songs flow well enough, this compresses the front half of the album and, by comparison, the back half drags artificially despite Reign of Terror’s lean runtime. Pulling some of the latter tracks earlier into the album would alleviate this accordion effect and offer a more balanced experience.
All told, Deceptor’s Reign of Terror invokes an adrenaline-fueled, bare-knuckled era of thrash and death metal that proves potent all these years later. In particular, the album’s production whisks me away to the late 80s with its retro grit and considered mix, allowing drums, guitars, and vocals to share the spotlight at the right times. Deceptor harbors tons of talent and possesses a clear vision for the Reign of Terror they’re destined to unleash. If these ruffians can find a way to harmonize their inspirations with their own voice, Deceptor’s next outing could be an unholy smash. Until then, I’m content to revisit this debut and let Terror reign o’er me.
Rating: Good!
#2026 #30 #AmericanMetal #Anthrax #Aug26 #BoltThrower #DeathMetal #DeathThrash #Deceptor #Destruction #Dismember #DyingVictimsProductions #Enforced #Entombed #Grave #Kreator #Megadeth #PowerTrip #Razor #ReignOfTerror #Review #Reviews #Sepultura #Slayer #Sodom #ThrashMetal
DR: 10 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Dying Victims Productions
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook | Instagram
Releases Worldwide: August 21st, 2026 -
Deceptor – Reign of Terror Review By Grin ReaperStorming out of Raleigh, North Carolina, Deceptor rebukes every vestige of modernity on debut Reign of Terror, firmly planting their flag in the glorious days of yore. According to their promotional literature, those days span between 1988 and 1992, and damned if these tunes don’t sound like they’ve been unearthed and freed from the clutches of a class of ’91 time capsule. Bolt Thrower and Sodom Reign supreme in defining Deceptor’s bygone blend of death and thrash, although several others creep in as well. It’s a compelling concoction, and one that slugs ‘n’ chugs with a fat-free runtime and thunderous moments. Given their remorseless allegiance to the olde school, does Deceptor coronate a Reign of Terror, or leave listeners asking for a Reign check?
Throughout Reign of Terror, Deceptor channels the blood ‘n’ guts of decades past to chisel out an uncompromising slab of deathrash. “Red Dawn” inaugurates the album with a beefy build that reminds me of S.O.D.’s “March of the S.O.D.” before “Human Cavity” starts the party proper. Its mid-paced chugs recall relative newcomers Power Trip and Enforced, although the vocals sit somewhere between Karl Willetts and Tom Angelripper. The solo from “Human Cavity” is classic thrash, though, like if Anthrax stripped a Megadeth lead to its core and discarded the flamboyance for maximum killdozing efficiency. And speaking of ‘Thrax, “Whammer” showcases the bouncy, chaotic riffs I associate with their best 80s material. Meanwhile, “Firing Squad” elicits early Kreator and Dismember,1 “Street General” wields primitive Sepultura vibes, and throughout Reign of Terror Bolt Thrower, Sodom, and Entombed2 provide bases for ample comparisons. As you might expect from a sound so rooted in the past, touchstones abound.
Considering the calls to so many legendary bands, Deceptor acquits themselves well with their performances. The one that stands out the most to me is drummer Andrew Harper’s relentless battery, which adds a wicked charge to Reign of Terror’s brutal regime. From “Fog of War”’s sinister double bass rolls to “Join or Die”’s tireless bombardment, Harper supplies a fantastic and invigorating outing. Preston Lanier’s guitars likewise impress, from the recklessly unrestrained Slayer shredding on “Join or Die” to the 80s Razor and Destruction riffage of “Whammer.” It’s not all thrash, though, as Lanier also conjures early Entombed on “Fog of War” and even Grave with “Combat Patrol” and “Street General.” Vocalist/bassist Gabe Earley rounds out the trio, unleashing a subtle bass performance as he rips and barks with effective command. And emphasis on subtle here, as no moment stands out where the bass is front and center. I can pick it out more often than not when I listen for it, but fortifying the bass tone with a deeper, richer presence would add a welcome depth and help the performance stand apart.
As you might expect given the framework for Deceptor’s mission, Reign of Terror stays trve through its entirety. Appreciators of the style will no doubt find it a nostalgic romp through time as Deceptor brings the past to life, yet being steadfast in the commitment to recreating metal’s salad days limits their ability to carve out an original voice. The track sequencing also turns awkward, with the three shortest tracks slotted into the three-four-five spots. Although the songs flow well enough, this compresses the front half of the album and, by comparison, the back half drags artificially despite Reign of Terror’s lean runtime. Pulling some of the latter tracks earlier into the album would alleviate this accordion effect and offer a more balanced experience.
All told, Deceptor’s Reign of Terror invokes an adrenaline-fueled, bare-knuckled era of thrash and death metal that proves potent all these years later. In particular, the album’s production whisks me away to the late 80s with its retro grit and considered mix, allowing drums, guitars, and vocals to share the spotlight at the right times. Deceptor harbors tons of talent and possesses a clear vision for the Reign of Terror they’re destined to unleash. If these ruffians can find a way to harmonize their inspirations with their own voice, Deceptor’s next outing could be an unholy smash. Until then, I’m content to revisit this debut and let Terror reign o’er me.
Rating: Good!
#2026 #30 #AmericanMetal #Anthrax #Aug26 #BoltThrower #DeathMetal #DeathThrash #Deceptor #Destruction #Dismember #DyingVictimsProductions #Enforced #Entombed #Grave #Kreator #Megadeth #PowerTrip #Razor #ReignOfTerror #Review #Reviews #Sepultura #Slayer #Sodom #ThrashMetal
DR: 10 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Dying Victims Productions
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Releases Worldwide: August 21st, 2026 -
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Street Tombs – Existence is Corruption Review
Sometimes it just feels good to let rip some ferocious riffs, pound the drums at headbanging velocity, and…
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Street Tombs – Existence is Corruption Review By ClarkKentSometimes it just feels good to let rip some ferocious riffs, pound the drums at headbanging velocity, and rail about society’s ills at a pitch that a caveman can appreciate. At least that’s how I imagine New Mexico’s Street Tombs approaches their songwriting. In 2023, they gave out a good ol’ thrashing on their debut, Reclusive Decay, which didn’t see coverage here, but did land on Decibel’s top 40 albums of the year. Though Reclusive Decay had barely above 30 minutes of music, it’s taken three years to release Existence is Corruption, yet another 30 minutes of high-octane crusty punk. Maybe they used that time to research the thematic content of their lyrics, whose topics include the “complacency, corruption, and destruction” that plague modern society. Nah, who am I kidding? They just want to bludgeon you over the head with the well-honed vocal, riff, and d-beat attack they’ve spent that time sharpening.
Street Tombs combine the punky influence of early d-beat purveyors, Discharge and Celtic Frost, with the physical, in-your-face riffage of Bolt Thrower. This blend makes for a high-energy attack with endless riffs and plenty of whiplash as your neck attempts to navigate their bruising soundscape. Existence is Corruption is a no-frills dose of death metal, skipping the usual atmospheric opener and going straight for the jugular on the pummeling “Pestilent Storm.” This proves the norm, as song after song blasts with furious drum beats and killer riffs, only really pausing for atmospherics once, when “Systematic Suffering” ends on some guitar feedback and atmospherics, to horrifying effect. The risk for this kind of approach is that the music might bleed together, but Street Tombs keep their riffs creative and mix up the pacing. There are plenty of brief but spectacular solos as well as mood shifts that allow the guitars to dig in at a different, less furious angle. So yes, the caveman will dig what these guys are doing, but so will the more evolved among our species.
While they have the vibe of early Discharge, Street Tombs filter it through more modern production values, giving the instruments more punch. This probably comes across on the drums more strongly than anything else. Ben Brodsky’s performance provides a sturdy foundation for the music, and his sheer power gives a boost thanks to a relentless, pounding energy. Brodsky has the sense to lay back and get creative in order to avoid any fatigue from constant d-beat jackhammering, notably some mid-tempo antics on “Systematic Suffering.” The riff attack from David McMaster and Damian Jacoby also engages the brain at a primal level, yet there’s a progressiveness to how they play, allowing surprising developments to permeate the songs. “Mental Mutilation” displays this ability to engage carnal pleasures while the guitars organically shift, leading to a fabulous, though sadly brief, solo.
As much as Street Tombs does mix things up, a uniformity begins to creep into Existence is Corruption. Yes, there are shifts in tone and pacing within songs, but the persistent d-beat blasts and deathly riffs still dominate the record. It’s hard to complain when they play them this effectively, and in such a brief package, yet it does mean individual tracks begin to blend together. Given the style, the 3-4 minute range is the sweet spot, which means the songs that reach or hit the 5-minute mark start to feel repetitive (“Upset the Grave,” “Deceptor”). Jacoby’s vocal delivery similarly suffers from a one-dimensional nature. Don’t get me wrong. I love his vocals and believe they add a distinctive personality to the music, but the lack of diversity in delivery does contribute to that sense of uniformity. In all, these are some nitpicky ways of saying Existence is Corruption didn’t quite break the score counter, but it came close.
These streets may be mean, they may be ugly, and they may be gritty, but most importantly they are loads of fun. Where some death metal acts seek to be as dense and incomprehensible as possible, or insert levels of high artistry in their work, it’s refreshing that acts like Street Tombs exist to engage your id, though with a high level of creativity, mixing intellectual stimulation with brain-melting riffs. These guys don’t do anything that hasn’t been done before, yet they excel at it and have written a record that’s some of the most fun I’ve had with death metal this year.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
#2026 #35 #AmericanMetal #Aug26 #BoltThrower #CarbonizedRecords #CelticFrost #CrustPunk #DBeat #DeathMetal #Discharge #ExistenceIsCorruption #Review #Reviews #StreetTombs
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Carbonized Records
Websites: Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: August 21st, 2026 -
Street Tombs – Existence is Corruption Review By ClarkKentSometimes it just feels good to let rip some ferocious riffs, pound the drums at headbanging velocity, and rail about society’s ills at a pitch that a caveman can appreciate. At least that’s how I imagine New Mexico’s Street Tombs approaches their songwriting. In 2023, they gave out a good ol’ thrashing on their debut, Reclusive Decay, which didn’t see coverage here, but did land on Decibel’s top 40 albums of the year. Though Reclusive Decay had barely above 30 minutes of music, it’s taken three years to release Existence is Corruption, yet another 30 minutes of high-octane crusty punk. Maybe they used that time to research the thematic content of their lyrics, whose topics include the “complacency, corruption, and destruction” that plague modern society. Nah, who am I kidding? They just want to bludgeon you over the head with the well-honed vocal, riff, and d-beat attack they’ve spent that time sharpening.
Street Tombs combine the punky influence of early d-beat purveyors, Discharge and Celtic Frost, with the physical, in-your-face riffage of Bolt Thrower. This blend makes for a high-energy attack with endless riffs and plenty of whiplash as your neck attempts to navigate their bruising soundscape. Existence is Corruption is a no-frills dose of death metal, skipping the usual atmospheric opener and going straight for the jugular on the pummeling “Pestilent Storm.” This proves the norm, as song after song blasts with furious drum beats and killer riffs, only really pausing for atmospherics once, when “Systematic Suffering” ends on some guitar feedback and atmospherics, to horrifying effect. The risk for this kind of approach is that the music might bleed together, but Street Tombs keep their riffs creative and mix up the pacing. There are plenty of brief but spectacular solos as well as mood shifts that allow the guitars to dig in at a different, less furious angle. So yes, the caveman will dig what these guys are doing, but so will the more evolved among our species.
While they have the vibe of early Discharge, Street Tombs filter it through more modern production values, giving the instruments more punch. This probably comes across on the drums more strongly than anything else. Ben Brodsky’s performance provides a sturdy foundation for the music, and his sheer power gives a boost thanks to a relentless, pounding energy. Brodsky has the sense to lay back and get creative in order to avoid any fatigue from constant d-beat jackhammering, notably some mid-tempo antics on “Systematic Suffering.” The riff attack from David McMaster and Damian Jacoby also engages the brain at a primal level, yet there’s a progressiveness to how they play, allowing surprising developments to permeate the songs. “Mental Mutilation” displays this ability to engage carnal pleasures while the guitars organically shift, leading to a fabulous, though sadly brief, solo.
As much as Street Tombs does mix things up, a uniformity begins to creep into Existence is Corruption. Yes, there are shifts in tone and pacing within songs, but the persistent d-beat blasts and deathly riffs still dominate the record. It’s hard to complain when they play them this effectively, and in such a brief package, yet it does mean individual tracks begin to blend together. Given the style, the 3-4 minute range is the sweet spot, which means the songs that reach or hit the 5-minute mark start to feel repetitive (“Upset the Grave,” “Deceptor”). Jacoby’s vocal delivery similarly suffers from a one-dimensional nature. Don’t get me wrong. I love his vocals and believe they add a distinctive personality to the music, but the lack of diversity in delivery does contribute to that sense of uniformity. In all, these are some nitpicky ways of saying Existence is Corruption didn’t quite break the score counter, but it came close.
These streets may be mean, they may be ugly, and they may be gritty, but most importantly they are loads of fun. Where some death metal acts seek to be as dense and incomprehensible as possible, or insert levels of high artistry in their work, it’s refreshing that acts like Street Tombs exist to engage your id, though with a high level of creativity, mixing intellectual stimulation with brain-melting riffs. These guys don’t do anything that hasn’t been done before, yet they excel at it and have written a record that’s some of the most fun I’ve had with death metal this year.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
#2026 #35 #AmericanMetal #Aug26 #BoltThrower #CarbonizedRecords #CelticFrost #CrustPunk #DBeat #DeathMetal #Discharge #ExistenceIsCorruption #Review #Reviews #StreetTombs
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Carbonized Records
Websites: Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: August 21st, 2026 -
Street Tombs – Existence is Corruption Review By ClarkKentSometimes it just feels good to let rip some ferocious riffs, pound the drums at headbanging velocity, and rail about society’s ills at a pitch that a caveman can appreciate. At least that’s how I imagine New Mexico’s Street Tombs approaches their songwriting. In 2023, they gave out a good ol’ thrashing on their debut, Reclusive Decay, which didn’t see coverage here, but did land on Decibel’s top 40 albums of the year. Though Reclusive Decay had barely above 30 minutes of music, it’s taken three years to release Existence is Corruption, yet another 30 minutes of high-octane crusty punk. Maybe they used that time to research the thematic content of their lyrics, whose topics include the “complacency, corruption, and destruction” that plague modern society. Nah, who am I kidding? They just want to bludgeon you over the head with the well-honed vocal, riff, and d-beat attack they’ve spent that time sharpening.
Street Tombs combine the punky influence of early d-beat purveyors, Discharge and Celtic Frost, with the physical, in-your-face riffage of Bolt Thrower. This blend makes for a high-energy attack with endless riffs and plenty of whiplash as your neck attempts to navigate their bruising soundscape. Existence is Corruption is a no-frills dose of death metal, skipping the usual atmospheric opener and going straight for the jugular on the pummeling “Pestilent Storm.” This proves the norm, as song after song blasts with furious drum beats and killer riffs, only really pausing for atmospherics once, when “Systematic Suffering” ends on some guitar feedback and atmospherics, to horrifying effect. The risk for this kind of approach is that the music might bleed together, but Street Tombs keep their riffs creative and mix up the pacing. There are plenty of brief but spectacular solos as well as mood shifts that allow the guitars to dig in at a different, less furious angle. So yes, the caveman will dig what these guys are doing, but so will the more evolved among our species.
While they have the vibe of early Discharge, Street Tombs filter it through more modern production values, giving the instruments more punch. This probably comes across on the drums more strongly than anything else. Ben Brodsky’s performance provides a sturdy foundation for the music, and his sheer power gives a boost thanks to a relentless, pounding energy. Brodsky has the sense to lay back and get creative in order to avoid any fatigue from constant d-beat jackhammering, notably some mid-tempo antics on “Systematic Suffering.” The riff attack from David McMaster and Damian Jacoby also engages the brain at a primal level, yet there’s a progressiveness to how they play, allowing surprising developments to permeate the songs. “Mental Mutilation” displays this ability to engage carnal pleasures while the guitars organically shift, leading to a fabulous, though sadly brief, solo.
As much as Street Tombs does mix things up, a uniformity begins to creep into Existence is Corruption. Yes, there are shifts in tone and pacing within songs, but the persistent d-beat blasts and deathly riffs still dominate the record. It’s hard to complain when they play them this effectively, and in such a brief package, yet it does mean individual tracks begin to blend together. Given the style, the 3-4 minute range is the sweet spot, which means the songs that reach or hit the 5-minute mark start to feel repetitive (“Upset the Grave,” “Deceptor”). Jacoby’s vocal delivery similarly suffers from a one-dimensional nature. Don’t get me wrong. I love his vocals and believe they add a distinctive personality to the music, but the lack of diversity in delivery does contribute to that sense of uniformity. In all, these are some nitpicky ways of saying Existence is Corruption didn’t quite break the score counter, but it came close.
These streets may be mean, they may be ugly, and they may be gritty, but most importantly they are loads of fun. Where some death metal acts seek to be as dense and incomprehensible as possible, or insert levels of high artistry in their work, it’s refreshing that acts like Street Tombs exist to engage your id, though with a high level of creativity, mixing intellectual stimulation with brain-melting riffs. These guys don’t do anything that hasn’t been done before, yet they excel at it and have written a record that’s some of the most fun I’ve had with death metal this year.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
#2026 #35 #AmericanMetal #Aug26 #BoltThrower #CarbonizedRecords #CelticFrost #CrustPunk #DBeat #DeathMetal #Discharge #ExistenceIsCorruption #Review #Reviews #StreetTombs
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Carbonized Records
Websites: Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: August 21st, 2026 -
Street Tombs – Existence is Corruption Review By ClarkKentSometimes it just feels good to let rip some ferocious riffs, pound the drums at headbanging velocity, and rail about society’s ills at a pitch that a caveman can appreciate. At least that’s how I imagine New Mexico’s Street Tombs approaches their songwriting. In 2023, they gave out a good ol’ thrashing on their debut, Reclusive Decay, which didn’t see coverage here, but did land on Decibel’s top 40 albums of the year. Though Reclusive Decay had barely above 30 minutes of music, it’s taken three years to release Existence is Corruption, yet another 30 minutes of high-octane crusty punk. Maybe they used that time to research the thematic content of their lyrics, whose topics include the “complacency, corruption, and destruction” that plague modern society. Nah, who am I kidding? They just want to bludgeon you over the head with the well-honed vocal, riff, and d-beat attack they’ve spent that time sharpening.
Street Tombs combine the punky influence of early d-beat purveyors, Discharge and Celtic Frost, with the physical, in-your-face riffage of Bolt Thrower. This blend makes for a high-energy attack with endless riffs and plenty of whiplash as your neck attempts to navigate their bruising soundscape. Existence is Corruption is a no-frills dose of death metal, skipping the usual atmospheric opener and going straight for the jugular on the pummeling “Pestilent Storm.” This proves the norm, as song after song blasts with furious drum beats and killer riffs, only really pausing for atmospherics once, when “Systematic Suffering” ends on some guitar feedback and atmospherics, to horrifying effect. The risk for this kind of approach is that the music might bleed together, but Street Tombs keep their riffs creative and mix up the pacing. There are plenty of brief but spectacular solos as well as mood shifts that allow the guitars to dig in at a different, less furious angle. So yes, the caveman will dig what these guys are doing, but so will the more evolved among our species.
While they have the vibe of early Discharge, Street Tombs filter it through more modern production values, giving the instruments more punch. This probably comes across on the drums more strongly than anything else. Ben Brodsky’s performance provides a sturdy foundation for the music, and his sheer power gives a boost thanks to a relentless, pounding energy. Brodsky has the sense to lay back and get creative in order to avoid any fatigue from constant d-beat jackhammering, notably some mid-tempo antics on “Systematic Suffering.” The riff attack from David McMaster and Damian Jacoby also engages the brain at a primal level, yet there’s a progressiveness to how they play, allowing surprising developments to permeate the songs. “Mental Mutilation” displays this ability to engage carnal pleasures while the guitars organically shift, leading to a fabulous, though sadly brief, solo.
As much as Street Tombs does mix things up, a uniformity begins to creep into Existence is Corruption. Yes, there are shifts in tone and pacing within songs, but the persistent d-beat blasts and deathly riffs still dominate the record. It’s hard to complain when they play them this effectively, and in such a brief package, yet it does mean individual tracks begin to blend together. Given the style, the 3-4 minute range is the sweet spot, which means the songs that reach or hit the 5-minute mark start to feel repetitive (“Upset the Grave,” “Deceptor”). Jacoby’s vocal delivery similarly suffers from a one-dimensional nature. Don’t get me wrong. I love his vocals and believe they add a distinctive personality to the music, but the lack of diversity in delivery does contribute to that sense of uniformity. In all, these are some nitpicky ways of saying Existence is Corruption didn’t quite break the score counter, but it came close.
These streets may be mean, they may be ugly, and they may be gritty, but most importantly they are loads of fun. Where some death metal acts seek to be as dense and incomprehensible as possible, or insert levels of high artistry in their work, it’s refreshing that acts like Street Tombs exist to engage your id, though with a high level of creativity, mixing intellectual stimulation with brain-melting riffs. These guys don’t do anything that hasn’t been done before, yet they excel at it and have written a record that’s some of the most fun I’ve had with death metal this year.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
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DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Carbonized Records
Websites: Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: August 21st, 2026 -
Into to the Obscure: Cianide – Death, Doom and Destruction
We all have our dark and privileged metal secrets we selfishly keep to ourselves, only sharing with a…
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Into to the Obscure: Cianide – Death, Doom and Destruction
We all have our dark and privileged metal secrets we selfishly keep to ourselves, only sharing with a…
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Recorded #OnThisDay 36 years ago:
Bolt Thrower - After Life (Peel Session)
After Life by Bolt Thrower, taken from the Peel Session recorded on 22 July 1990.
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Recorded #OnThisDay 36 years ago:
Bolt Thrower - After Life (Peel Session)
After Life by Bolt Thrower, taken from the Peel Session recorded on 22 July 1990.
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Recorded #OnThisDay 36 years ago:
Bolt Thrower - After Life (Peel Session)
After Life by Bolt Thrower, taken from the Peel Session recorded on 22 July 1990.
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Recorded #OnThisDay 36 years ago:
Bolt Thrower - After Life (Peel Session)
After Life by Bolt Thrower, taken from the Peel Session recorded on 22 July 1990.
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Ravaged by the Yeti – Snowbound Horror Review
Unfortunately for this review, I have not been ravaged by the Yeti before. But if it’s anything like…
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Ravaged by the Yeti – Snowbound Horror Review By Andy-War-HallUnfortunately for this review, I have not been ravaged by the Yeti before. But if it’s anything like what happens when you make one too many White Wizzard jokes around Steel Druhm, then it must be a ruthless and altogether ungraceful experience. If so, then Sweden’s Ravaged by the Yeti do the experience justice. Yet another project of guitarist/vocalist Rogga Johansson (Paganizer, Ribspreader, among many, many others), Ravaged by the Yeti first unleashed their Yeti-themed grind-infused death metal on 2023’s Apex Predator. In 2026, they return with a fresh lineup of Johansson, bassist Mike Borders (ex-Massacre), and drummer Jon Rudin (Monstrous). Snowbound Horror promises savagery, plain and simple. Can Ravaged by the Yeti’s simulacrum of their namesake act prove as memorable as the real deal?
Ravaged by the Yeti do one thing on Snowbound Horror, and that’s spill guts out over the snow. Not their guts, mind you; there’s nothing confessional about this. Through Johansson’s gore-slathered growls, Ravaged by the Yeti treat their listeners to one blood-soaked scene to the next. Himalayan explorers are ripped to pieces (“By the Hand of the Beast”), reduced to slurry (“Human Spoil”), and stuffed in the Abominable Snowman’s freezer (“Frozen Stiff”) before all’s said and done on Snowbound Horror. These savage snippets are captured through Ravaged by the Yeti’s commitment to icy, no-frills death metal. Songs like “Vengeance in Fur” and “Death by Icicle” flex big riffs and punchy kicks while never letting up on the bludgeonings. If you only want a heaping helping of violence out of your death metal, or if Frozen Soul’s latest has you hankering for more cold, Ravaged by the Yeti have you covered with Snowbound Horror.
Snowbound Horror lives off meat-headed riffcraft. Raiding Bolt Thrower’s arsenal of heavy groove ordnance, songs like “As Fangs Go Deep,” “Beast Prey,” and “Snowbound Horror” bash and rumble with bestial, straightforward aggression. Apex Predator’s grind influence largely takes a backseat to this death-groove on Snowbound Horror, but songs like “By the Hand of the Beast” and “Tusk of the Yeti” maintain grind’s speed and serrated assault. It helps that Ravaged by the Yeti sport drums with adequate thump and snap to them, a surprisingly dynamic mix, and a guitar tone thick and wet as carrion. Between the riffs and growls, rudimentary guitar leads spring up from time to time (“Human Spoil,” “They Came through the Cold”) along with the occasional slick drum fill (“Tusk of the Yeti”). By now, Johansson can probably write respectable death riffs in his sleep, and Ravaged by the Yeti doesn’t disappoint in this regard.
What does disappoint about Snowbound Horror, however, is its one-note quality. Obviously, Ravaged by the Yeti’s explicit theming limits their creative scope, but Snowbound Horror utilizes too few basic riff shapes and compositions to stay fresh. “Beast Prey” opens with a riff far too similar to the preceding “As Fangs Go Deep”‘s opening riff, and the few solo-esque leads across Snowbound Horror all sit too closely on the same part of the neck. Only “They Came through the Cold” sticks out upon repeat listens, as Ravaged by the Yeti employ a smidge more melody and storytelling focus on this particular tale of terror. For the most part, what could be said about any one song on Snowbound Horror could be just as applicable to any other song. What Ravaged by the Yeti do is fun, but with a very limited set of tools stretched across thirty-five minutes, Snowbound Horror’s grizzly cheek runs cold by the time “Land of Ice and Snow” closes out.
Ravaged by the Yeti’s Snowbound Horror is more enjoyable than an actual ravaging by the Yeti, but not quite as memorable. It’s a lot more fun than the rating below might suggest, but it would be dishonest of me to say it hasn’t run thin after several listens. If you value gore and grit above all in your death metal, Ravaged by the Yeti might be your picnic. But as a whole artistic package, Snowbound Horror goes by in a blur, hitting hard during its time but leaving little impact in its wake. When I get mangled and masticated by a cryptid, that’s not the story I want to share afterwards.
Rating: Mixed
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DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps MP3
Label: Testimony Records
Websites: facebook.com/RavagedbytheYeti | ravagedbytheyeti.bandcamp.com
Releases Worldwide: July 10th, 2026 -
Ravaged by the Yeti – Snowbound Horror Review By Andy-War-HallUnfortunately for this review, I have not been ravaged by the Yeti before. But if it’s anything like what happens when you make one too many White Wizzard jokes around Steel Druhm, then it must be a ruthless and altogether ungraceful experience. If so, then Sweden’s Ravaged by the Yeti do the experience justice. Yet another project of guitarist/vocalist Rogga Johansson (Paganizer, Ribspreader, among many, many others), Ravaged by the Yeti first unleashed their Yeti-themed grind-infused death metal on 2023’s Apex Predator. In 2026, they return with a fresh lineup of Johansson, bassist Mike Borders (ex-Massacre), and drummer Jon Rudin (Monstrous). Snowbound Horror promises savagery, plain and simple. Can Ravaged by the Yeti’s simulacrum of their namesake act prove as memorable as the real deal?
Ravaged by the Yeti do one thing on Snowbound Horror, and that’s spill guts out over the snow. Not their guts, mind you; there’s nothing confessional about this. Through Johansson’s gore-slathered growls, Ravaged by the Yeti treat their listeners to one blood-soaked scene to the next. Himalayan explorers are ripped to pieces (“By the Hand of the Beast”), reduced to slurry (“Human Spoil”), and stuffed in the Abominable Snowman’s freezer (“Frozen Stiff”) before all’s said and done on Snowbound Horror. These savage snippets are captured through Ravaged by the Yeti’s commitment to icy, no-frills death metal. Songs like “Vengeance in Fur” and “Death by Icicle” flex big riffs and punchy kicks while never letting up on the bludgeonings. If you only want a heaping helping of violence out of your death metal, or if Frozen Soul’s latest has you hankering for more cold, Ravaged by the Yeti have you covered with Snowbound Horror.
Snowbound Horror lives off meat-headed riffcraft. Raiding Bolt Thrower’s arsenal of heavy groove ordnance, songs like “As Fangs Go Deep,” “Beast Prey,” and “Snowbound Horror” bash and rumble with bestial, straightforward aggression. Apex Predator’s grind influence largely takes a backseat to this death-groove on Snowbound Horror, but songs like “By the Hand of the Beast” and “Tusk of the Yeti” maintain grind’s speed and serrated assault. It helps that Ravaged by the Yeti sport drums with adequate thump and snap to them, a surprisingly dynamic mix, and a guitar tone thick and wet as carrion. Between the riffs and growls, rudimentary guitar leads spring up from time to time (“Human Spoil,” “They Came through the Cold”) along with the occasional slick drum fill (“Tusk of the Yeti”). By now, Johansson can probably write respectable death riffs in his sleep, and Ravaged by the Yeti doesn’t disappoint in this regard.
What does disappoint about Snowbound Horror, however, is its one-note quality. Obviously, Ravaged by the Yeti’s explicit theming limits their creative scope, but Snowbound Horror utilizes too few basic riff shapes and compositions to stay fresh. “Beast Prey” opens with a riff far too similar to the preceding “As Fangs Go Deep”‘s opening riff, and the few solo-esque leads across Snowbound Horror all sit too closely on the same part of the neck. Only “They Came through the Cold” sticks out upon repeat listens, as Ravaged by the Yeti employ a smidge more melody and storytelling focus on this particular tale of terror. For the most part, what could be said about any one song on Snowbound Horror could be just as applicable to any other song. What Ravaged by the Yeti do is fun, but with a very limited set of tools stretched across thirty-five minutes, Snowbound Horror’s grizzly cheek runs cold by the time “Land of Ice and Snow” closes out.
Ravaged by the Yeti’s Snowbound Horror is more enjoyable than an actual ravaging by the Yeti, but not quite as memorable. It’s a lot more fun than the rating below might suggest, but it would be dishonest of me to say it hasn’t run thin after several listens. If you value gore and grit above all in your death metal, Ravaged by the Yeti might be your picnic. But as a whole artistic package, Snowbound Horror goes by in a blur, hitting hard during its time but leaving little impact in its wake. When I get mangled and masticated by a cryptid, that’s not the story I want to share afterwards.
Rating: Mixed
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DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps MP3
Label: Testimony Records
Websites: facebook.com/RavagedbytheYeti | ravagedbytheyeti.bandcamp.com
Releases Worldwide: July 10th, 2026 -
Ravaged by the Yeti – Snowbound Horror Review By Andy-War-HallUnfortunately for this review, I have not been ravaged by the Yeti before. But if it’s anything like what happens when you make one too many White Wizzard jokes around Steel Druhm, then it must be a ruthless and altogether ungraceful experience. If so, then Sweden’s Ravaged by the Yeti do the experience justice. Yet another project of guitarist/vocalist Rogga Johansson (Paganizer, Ribspreader, among many, many others), Ravaged by the Yeti first unleashed their Yeti-themed grind-infused death metal on 2023’s Apex Predator. In 2026, they return with a fresh lineup of Johansson, bassist Mike Borders (ex-Massacre), and drummer Jon Rudin (Monstrous). Snowbound Horror promises savagery, plain and simple. Can Ravaged by the Yeti’s simulacrum of their namesake act prove as memorable as the real deal?
Ravaged by the Yeti do one thing on Snowbound Horror, and that’s spill guts out over the snow. Not their guts, mind you; there’s nothing confessional about this. Through Johansson’s gore-slathered growls, Ravaged by the Yeti treat their listeners to one blood-soaked scene to the next. Himalayan explorers are ripped to pieces (“By the Hand of the Beast”), reduced to slurry (“Human Spoil”), and stuffed in the Abominable Snowman’s freezer (“Frozen Stiff”) before all’s said and done on Snowbound Horror. These savage snippets are captured through Ravaged by the Yeti’s commitment to icy, no-frills death metal. Songs like “Vengeance in Fur” and “Death by Icicle” flex big riffs and punchy kicks while never letting up on the bludgeonings. If you only want a heaping helping of violence out of your death metal, or if Frozen Soul’s latest has you hankering for more cold, Ravaged by the Yeti have you covered with Snowbound Horror.
Snowbound Horror lives off meat-headed riffcraft. Raiding Bolt Thrower’s arsenal of heavy groove ordnance, songs like “As Fangs Go Deep,” “Beast Prey,” and “Snowbound Horror” bash and rumble with bestial, straightforward aggression. Apex Predator’s grind influence largely takes a backseat to this death-groove on Snowbound Horror, but songs like “By the Hand of the Beast” and “Tusk of the Yeti” maintain grind’s speed and serrated assault. It helps that Ravaged by the Yeti sport drums with adequate thump and snap to them, a surprisingly dynamic mix, and a guitar tone thick and wet as carrion. Between the riffs and growls, rudimentary guitar leads spring up from time to time (“Human Spoil,” “They Came through the Cold”) along with the occasional slick drum fill (“Tusk of the Yeti”). By now, Johansson can probably write respectable death riffs in his sleep, and Ravaged by the Yeti doesn’t disappoint in this regard.
What does disappoint about Snowbound Horror, however, is its one-note quality. Obviously, Ravaged by the Yeti’s explicit theming limits their creative scope, but Snowbound Horror utilizes too few basic riff shapes and compositions to stay fresh. “Beast Prey” opens with a riff far too similar to the preceding “As Fangs Go Deep”‘s opening riff, and the few solo-esque leads across Snowbound Horror all sit too closely on the same part of the neck. Only “They Came through the Cold” sticks out upon repeat listens, as Ravaged by the Yeti employ a smidge more melody and storytelling focus on this particular tale of terror. For the most part, what could be said about any one song on Snowbound Horror could be just as applicable to any other song. What Ravaged by the Yeti do is fun, but with a very limited set of tools stretched across thirty-five minutes, Snowbound Horror’s grizzly cheek runs cold by the time “Land of Ice and Snow” closes out.
Ravaged by the Yeti’s Snowbound Horror is more enjoyable than an actual ravaging by the Yeti, but not quite as memorable. It’s a lot more fun than the rating below might suggest, but it would be dishonest of me to say it hasn’t run thin after several listens. If you value gore and grit above all in your death metal, Ravaged by the Yeti might be your picnic. But as a whole artistic package, Snowbound Horror goes by in a blur, hitting hard during its time but leaving little impact in its wake. When I get mangled and masticated by a cryptid, that’s not the story I want to share afterwards.
Rating: Mixed
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DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps MP3
Label: Testimony Records
Websites: facebook.com/RavagedbytheYeti | ravagedbytheyeti.bandcamp.com
Releases Worldwide: July 10th, 2026 -
Ravaged by the Yeti – Snowbound Horror Review By Andy-War-HallUnfortunately for this review, I have not been ravaged by the Yeti before. But if it’s anything like what happens when you make one too many White Wizzard jokes around Steel Druhm, then it must be a ruthless and altogether ungraceful experience. If so, then Sweden’s Ravaged by the Yeti do the experience justice. Yet another project of guitarist/vocalist Rogga Johansson (Paganizer, Ribspreader, among many, many others), Ravaged by the Yeti first unleashed their Yeti-themed grind-infused death metal on 2023’s Apex Predator. In 2026, they return with a fresh lineup of Johansson, bassist Mike Borders (ex-Massacre), and drummer Jon Rudin (Monstrous). Snowbound Horror promises savagery, plain and simple. Can Ravaged by the Yeti’s simulacrum of their namesake act prove as memorable as the real deal?
Ravaged by the Yeti do one thing on Snowbound Horror, and that’s spill guts out over the snow. Not their guts, mind you; there’s nothing confessional about this. Through Johansson’s gore-slathered growls, Ravaged by the Yeti treat their listeners to one blood-soaked scene to the next. Himalayan explorers are ripped to pieces (“By the Hand of the Beast”), reduced to slurry (“Human Spoil”), and stuffed in the Abominable Snowman’s freezer (“Frozen Stiff”) before all’s said and done on Snowbound Horror. These savage snippets are captured through Ravaged by the Yeti’s commitment to icy, no-frills death metal. Songs like “Vengeance in Fur” and “Death by Icicle” flex big riffs and punchy kicks while never letting up on the bludgeonings. If you only want a heaping helping of violence out of your death metal, or if Frozen Soul’s latest has you hankering for more cold, Ravaged by the Yeti have you covered with Snowbound Horror.
Snowbound Horror lives off meat-headed riffcraft. Raiding Bolt Thrower’s arsenal of heavy groove ordnance, songs like “As Fangs Go Deep,” “Beast Prey,” and “Snowbound Horror” bash and rumble with bestial, straightforward aggression. Apex Predator’s grind influence largely takes a backseat to this death-groove on Snowbound Horror, but songs like “By the Hand of the Beast” and “Tusk of the Yeti” maintain grind’s speed and serrated assault. It helps that Ravaged by the Yeti sport drums with adequate thump and snap to them, a surprisingly dynamic mix, and a guitar tone thick and wet as carrion. Between the riffs and growls, rudimentary guitar leads spring up from time to time (“Human Spoil,” “They Came through the Cold”) along with the occasional slick drum fill (“Tusk of the Yeti”). By now, Johansson can probably write respectable death riffs in his sleep, and Ravaged by the Yeti doesn’t disappoint in this regard.
What does disappoint about Snowbound Horror, however, is its one-note quality. Obviously, Ravaged by the Yeti’s explicit theming limits their creative scope, but Snowbound Horror utilizes too few basic riff shapes and compositions to stay fresh. “Beast Prey” opens with a riff far too similar to the preceding “As Fangs Go Deep”‘s opening riff, and the few solo-esque leads across Snowbound Horror all sit too closely on the same part of the neck. Only “They Came through the Cold” sticks out upon repeat listens, as Ravaged by the Yeti employ a smidge more melody and storytelling focus on this particular tale of terror. For the most part, what could be said about any one song on Snowbound Horror could be just as applicable to any other song. What Ravaged by the Yeti do is fun, but with a very limited set of tools stretched across thirty-five minutes, Snowbound Horror’s grizzly cheek runs cold by the time “Land of Ice and Snow” closes out.
Ravaged by the Yeti’s Snowbound Horror is more enjoyable than an actual ravaging by the Yeti, but not quite as memorable. It’s a lot more fun than the rating below might suggest, but it would be dishonest of me to say it hasn’t run thin after several listens. If you value gore and grit above all in your death metal, Ravaged by the Yeti might be your picnic. But as a whole artistic package, Snowbound Horror goes by in a blur, hitting hard during its time but leaving little impact in its wake. When I get mangled and masticated by a cryptid, that’s not the story I want to share afterwards.
Rating: Mixed
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DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps MP3
Label: Testimony Records
Websites: facebook.com/RavagedbytheYeti | ravagedbytheyeti.bandcamp.com
Releases Worldwide: July 10th, 2026 -
Inspired by our new club member @InnerSanctvm333, it's time to try Bolt Thrower on my way home from work.
💿 Bolt Thrower - Realm of Chaos
#BoltThrower #DeathMetal #NowListening #MetalSchool #ThursDeath
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Inspired by our new club member @InnerSanctvm333, it's time to try Bolt Thrower on my way home from work.
💿 Bolt Thrower - Realm of Chaos
#BoltThrower #DeathMetal #NowListening #MetalSchool #ThursDeath
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Inspired by our new club member @InnerSanctvm333, it's time to try Bolt Thrower on my way home from work.
💿 Bolt Thrower - Realm of Chaos
#BoltThrower #DeathMetal #NowListening #MetalSchool #ThursDeath
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Desecresy – The Secret of Death Review
The philosophical quandary of innovation vs consistency rages on. For every Opeth or Blut Aus Nord, who only…
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Desecresy – The Secret of Death Review By Alekhines GunThe philosophical quandary of innovation vs consistency rages on. For every Opeth or Blut Aus Nord, who only know how to move forward, you get the Nile’s and Internal Bleeding’s, who believe in doing their thing again, but hopefully bigger and better than the last time.1 Formerly a two-man project turned solo-project Desecresy has toiled away in the catacombs of Finland since 2009. Spearheaded by founding member Tommi Grönqvist, sole instrumentalist who also took up vocals on The Mortal Horizon onward, this outfit has offered an unflinchingly gloomy, chug-heavy breed of doomy death metal. The Secret of Death is the gentleman’s ninth offering, and if you came here expecting radical innovation, you didn’t read the genre description correctly.
In the spirit of much great Finnish death, the name of the game is atmosphere. Much of the Desecresy blueprint sounds like the long-lost offspring of Rippikoulu, with a heavy emphasis on thunderous chugs and vocals emanating somewhere from below the Earth’s crust. While the drumming has plenty of BPM shifts, the chug-centric focus gives the illusion of The Secret of Death never quite escaping being a mid-tempo offering, which might thrill some and disappoint others. Actual moments of contrast appear for aid, peppering “By Slowing the Vortex of Time” and complimenting the expected belligerence in “Ancient Timbre of Demise.” The occasional spooky synths appear to help divide movements (“Crypthymn”, “Vanishing Existence”) and emphasize a transitional flow of ideas, though much like death itself, all roads lead to the same destination.
Not all those roads come with the same scenic route, however. There are two flourishes to elevate this particular Secret, and I’m sure you noticed at least one as soon as you hit the embed. This album sounds like it was produced by Mortician in the best possible way, with the organic drums mixed with such stone-age glee that the bass kicks boom across every forest cleaving downbeat section. Tommi’s vocals transcend “guttural” into tectonic-plate-altering vibrations reminiscent of Putrevore, but less moist and far more menacing and impenetrable. The second flourish is a real penchant for leads that straddle the line of both spooky and catchy, with a tone crystalline and bright but with melodies of doom and horror. Sprinkled across the album, they give a reprieve from the crypt excavating, grave violating assaults with horrific beauty (“Ancient Timbre of Demise”, “Gorge of the Dead”) without ruining the carefully crafted atmospheric theatrics within.
While The Secret of Death wields its toolkit well enough that one can’t quite call it homogeneous, it should be admitted that not every cut carries the same degree of ferment in the offal discharge. “Ancient Timbre…” and “Summoned With Necrolunar Telepathy” feature intros that are too similar to each other in approach, and “Summoned…” flirts with a Bolt Thrower vision but rides an empty lead far too many times to maintain its impact. Other than the closing power of “Vanishing Existence”, the leads can’t compete with the heights of memorability set by “Gorge of the Dead”. And yet, these quibbles are hardly deal breakers, as the relatively succinct 42-minute runtime allows Desecresy to avoid outstaying their welcome; an important trait, given the sheer bleakness on display. Additionally, alternating the traditional slow, doomed-out prolonged note stylings in some leads with melodic interpositions carrying more speed and virtuosity makes for excellent distinction when they appear, successfully keeping the listener’s attention.
To the surprise of what I hope is no one in particular, Desecresy have landed firmly on the “consistency” side of the deathly spectrum. A lovely hodgepodge of chunky soup with Finnish entrails and an unusual take on the Mortician broth has given The Secret of Death a good identity while lacking anything approaching the realm of surprise. A few more cuts featuring the quality of the bookending tracks could have the caliber to assemble a real worm-infested monstrosity, and I’ll certainly be keeping an eye out for them in the future. For now, we can all use more death in our lives, and if you’re on the prowl, I’ve got a Secret I’d like to share with you…
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #BlutAusNord #BoltThrower #DeathMetal #Desecresy #FinnishMetal #InternalBleeding #JungleRot #Mar26 #Mortician #Nile #Opeth #Putrevore #Review #Reviews #Rippikoulu #TheSecretOfDeath #XtreemMusic
DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Xtreem Music
Website: Album Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: May 21st, 2026 -
Desecresy – The Secret of Death Review By Alekhines GunThe philosophical quandary of innovation vs consistency rages on. For every Opeth or Blut Aus Nord, who only know how to move forward, you get the Nile’s and Internal Bleeding’s, who believe in doing their thing again, but hopefully bigger and better than the last time.1 Formerly a two-man project turned solo-project Desecresy has toiled away in the catacombs of Finland since 2009. Spearheaded by founding member Tommi Grönqvist, sole instrumentalist who also took up vocals on The Mortal Horizon onward, this outfit has offered an unflinchingly gloomy, chug-heavy breed of doomy death metal. The Secret of Death is the gentleman’s ninth offering, and if you came here expecting radical innovation, you didn’t read the genre description correctly.
In the spirit of much great Finnish death, the name of the game is atmosphere. Much of the Desecresy blueprint sounds like the long-lost offspring of Rippikoulu, with a heavy emphasis on thunderous chugs and vocals emanating somewhere from below the Earth’s crust. While the drumming has plenty of BPM shifts, the chug-centric focus gives the illusion of The Secret of Death never quite escaping being a mid-tempo offering, which might thrill some and disappoint others. Actual moments of contrast appear for aid, peppering “By Slowing the Vortex of Time” and complimenting the expected belligerence in “Ancient Timbre of Demise.” The occasional spooky synths appear to help divide movements (“Crypthymn”, “Vanishing Existence”) and emphasize a transitional flow of ideas, though much like death itself, all roads lead to the same destination.
Not all those roads come with the same scenic route, however. There are two flourishes to elevate this particular Secret, and I’m sure you noticed at least one as soon as you hit the embed. This album sounds like it was produced by Mortician in the best possible way, with the organic drums mixed with such stone-age glee that the bass kicks boom across every forest cleaving downbeat section. Tommi’s vocals transcend “guttural” into tectonic-plate-altering vibrations reminiscent of Putrevore, but less moist and far more menacing and impenetrable. The second flourish is a real penchant for leads that straddle the line of both spooky and catchy, with a tone crystalline and bright but with melodies of doom and horror. Sprinkled across the album, they give a reprieve from the crypt excavating, grave violating assaults with horrific beauty (“Ancient Timbre of Demise”, “Gorge of the Dead”) without ruining the carefully crafted atmospheric theatrics within.
While The Secret of Death wields its toolkit well enough that one can’t quite call it homogeneous, it should be admitted that not every cut carries the same degree of ferment in the offal discharge. “Ancient Timbre…” and “Summoned With Necrolunar Telepathy” feature intros that are too similar to each other in approach, and “Summoned…” flirts with a Bolt Thrower vision but rides an empty lead far too many times to maintain its impact. Other than the closing power of “Vanishing Existence”, the leads can’t compete with the heights of memorability set by “Gorge of the Dead”. And yet, these quibbles are hardly deal breakers, as the relatively succinct 42-minute runtime allows Desecresy to avoid outstaying their welcome; an important trait, given the sheer bleakness on display. Additionally, alternating the traditional slow, doomed-out prolonged note stylings in some leads with melodic interpositions carrying more speed and virtuosity makes for excellent distinction when they appear, successfully keeping the listener’s attention.
To the surprise of what I hope is no one in particular, Desecresy have landed firmly on the “consistency” side of the deathly spectrum. A lovely hodgepodge of chunky soup with Finnish entrails and an unusual take on the Mortician broth has given The Secret of Death a good identity while lacking anything approaching the realm of surprise. A few more cuts featuring the quality of the bookending tracks could have the caliber to assemble a real worm-infested monstrosity, and I’ll certainly be keeping an eye out for them in the future. For now, we can all use more death in our lives, and if you’re on the prowl, I’ve got a Secret I’d like to share with you…
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #BlutAusNord #BoltThrower #DeathMetal #Desecresy #FinnishMetal #InternalBleeding #JungleRot #Mar26 #Mortician #Nile #Opeth #Putrevore #Review #Reviews #Rippikoulu #TheSecretOfDeath #XtreemMusic
DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Xtreem Music
Website: Album Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: May 21st, 2026 -
Desecresy – The Secret of Death Review By Alekhines GunThe philosophical quandary of innovation vs consistency rages on. For every Opeth or Blut Aus Nord, who only know how to move forward, you get the Nile’s and Internal Bleeding’s, who believe in doing their thing again, but hopefully bigger and better than the last time.1 Formerly a two-man project turned solo-project Desecresy has toiled away in the catacombs of Finland since 2009. Spearheaded by founding member Tommi Grönqvist, sole instrumentalist who also took up vocals on The Mortal Horizon onward, this outfit has offered an unflinchingly gloomy, chug-heavy breed of doomy death metal. The Secret of Death is the gentleman’s ninth offering, and if you came here expecting radical innovation, you didn’t read the genre description correctly.
In the spirit of much great Finnish death, the name of the game is atmosphere. Much of the Desecresy blueprint sounds like the long-lost offspring of Rippikoulu, with a heavy emphasis on thunderous chugs and vocals emanating somewhere from below the Earth’s crust. While the drumming has plenty of BPM shifts, the chug-centric focus gives the illusion of The Secret of Death never quite escaping being a mid-tempo offering, which might thrill some and disappoint others. Actual moments of contrast appear for aid, peppering “By Slowing the Vortex of Time” and complimenting the expected belligerence in “Ancient Timbre of Demise.” The occasional spooky synths appear to help divide movements (“Crypthymn”, “Vanishing Existence”) and emphasize a transitional flow of ideas, though much like death itself, all roads lead to the same destination.
Not all those roads come with the same scenic route, however. There are two flourishes to elevate this particular Secret, and I’m sure you noticed at least one as soon as you hit the embed. This album sounds like it was produced by Mortician in the best possible way, with the organic drums mixed with such stone-age glee that the bass kicks boom across every forest cleaving downbeat section. Tommi’s vocals transcend “guttural” into tectonic-plate-altering vibrations reminiscent of Putrevore, but less moist and far more menacing and impenetrable. The second flourish is a real penchant for leads that straddle the line of both spooky and catchy, with a tone crystalline and bright but with melodies of doom and horror. Sprinkled across the album, they give a reprieve from the crypt excavating, grave violating assaults with horrific beauty (“Ancient Timbre of Demise”, “Gorge of the Dead”) without ruining the carefully crafted atmospheric theatrics within.
While The Secret of Death wields its toolkit well enough that one can’t quite call it homogeneous, it should be admitted that not every cut carries the same degree of ferment in the offal discharge. “Ancient Timbre…” and “Summoned With Necrolunar Telepathy” feature intros that are too similar to each other in approach, and “Summoned…” flirts with a Bolt Thrower vision but rides an empty lead far too many times to maintain its impact. Other than the closing power of “Vanishing Existence”, the leads can’t compete with the heights of memorability set by “Gorge of the Dead”. And yet, these quibbles are hardly deal breakers, as the relatively succinct 42-minute runtime allows Desecresy to avoid outstaying their welcome; an important trait, given the sheer bleakness on display. Additionally, alternating the traditional slow, doomed-out prolonged note stylings in some leads with melodic interpositions carrying more speed and virtuosity makes for excellent distinction when they appear, successfully keeping the listener’s attention.
To the surprise of what I hope is no one in particular, Desecresy have landed firmly on the “consistency” side of the deathly spectrum. A lovely hodgepodge of chunky soup with Finnish entrails and an unusual take on the Mortician broth has given The Secret of Death a good identity while lacking anything approaching the realm of surprise. A few more cuts featuring the quality of the bookending tracks could have the caliber to assemble a real worm-infested monstrosity, and I’ll certainly be keeping an eye out for them in the future. For now, we can all use more death in our lives, and if you’re on the prowl, I’ve got a Secret I’d like to share with you…
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #BlutAusNord #BoltThrower #DeathMetal #Desecresy #FinnishMetal #InternalBleeding #JungleRot #Mar26 #Mortician #Nile #Opeth #Putrevore #Review #Reviews #Rippikoulu #TheSecretOfDeath #XtreemMusic
DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Xtreem Music
Website: Album Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: May 21st, 2026 -
Desecresy – The Secret of Death Review By Alekhines GunThe philosophical quandary of innovation vs consistency rages on. For every Opeth or Blut Aus Nord, who only know how to move forward, you get the Nile’s and Internal Bleeding’s, who believe in doing their thing again, but hopefully bigger and better than the last time.1 Formerly a two-man project turned solo-project Desecresy has toiled away in the catacombs of Finland since 2009. Spearheaded by founding member Tommi Grönqvist, sole instrumentalist who also took up vocals on The Mortal Horizon onward, this outfit has offered an unflinchingly gloomy, chug-heavy breed of doomy death metal. The Secret of Death is the gentleman’s ninth offering, and if you came here expecting radical innovation, you didn’t read the genre description correctly.
In the spirit of much great Finnish death, the name of the game is atmosphere. Much of the Desecresy blueprint sounds like the long-lost offspring of Rippikoulu, with a heavy emphasis on thunderous chugs and vocals emanating somewhere from below the Earth’s crust. While the drumming has plenty of BPM shifts, the chug-centric focus gives the illusion of The Secret of Death never quite escaping being a mid-tempo offering, which might thrill some and disappoint others. Actual moments of contrast appear for aid, peppering “By Slowing the Vortex of Time” and complimenting the expected belligerence in “Ancient Timbre of Demise.” The occasional spooky synths appear to help divide movements (“Crypthymn”, “Vanishing Existence”) and emphasize a transitional flow of ideas, though much like death itself, all roads lead to the same destination.
Not all those roads come with the same scenic route, however. There are two flourishes to elevate this particular Secret, and I’m sure you noticed at least one as soon as you hit the embed. This album sounds like it was produced by Mortician in the best possible way, with the organic drums mixed with such stone-age glee that the bass kicks boom across every forest cleaving downbeat section. Tommi’s vocals transcend “guttural” into tectonic-plate-altering vibrations reminiscent of Putrevore, but less moist and far more menacing and impenetrable. The second flourish is a real penchant for leads that straddle the line of both spooky and catchy, with a tone crystalline and bright but with melodies of doom and horror. Sprinkled across the album, they give a reprieve from the crypt excavating, grave violating assaults with horrific beauty (“Ancient Timbre of Demise”, “Gorge of the Dead”) without ruining the carefully crafted atmospheric theatrics within.
While The Secret of Death wields its toolkit well enough that one can’t quite call it homogeneous, it should be admitted that not every cut carries the same degree of ferment in the offal discharge. “Ancient Timbre…” and “Summoned With Necrolunar Telepathy” feature intros that are too similar to each other in approach, and “Summoned…” flirts with a Bolt Thrower vision but rides an empty lead far too many times to maintain its impact. Other than the closing power of “Vanishing Existence”, the leads can’t compete with the heights of memorability set by “Gorge of the Dead”. And yet, these quibbles are hardly deal breakers, as the relatively succinct 42-minute runtime allows Desecresy to avoid outstaying their welcome; an important trait, given the sheer bleakness on display. Additionally, alternating the traditional slow, doomed-out prolonged note stylings in some leads with melodic interpositions carrying more speed and virtuosity makes for excellent distinction when they appear, successfully keeping the listener’s attention.
To the surprise of what I hope is no one in particular, Desecresy have landed firmly on the “consistency” side of the deathly spectrum. A lovely hodgepodge of chunky soup with Finnish entrails and an unusual take on the Mortician broth has given The Secret of Death a good identity while lacking anything approaching the realm of surprise. A few more cuts featuring the quality of the bookending tracks could have the caliber to assemble a real worm-infested monstrosity, and I’ll certainly be keeping an eye out for them in the future. For now, we can all use more death in our lives, and if you’re on the prowl, I’ve got a Secret I’d like to share with you…
Rating: 3.0/5.0
#2026 #BlutAusNord #BoltThrower #DeathMetal #Desecresy #FinnishMetal #InternalBleeding #JungleRot #Mar26 #Mortician #Nile #Opeth #Putrevore #Review #Reviews #Rippikoulu #TheSecretOfDeath #XtreemMusic
DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Xtreem Music
Website: Album Bandcamp
Releases Worldwide: May 21st, 2026 -
Jungle Rot – Cruel Face of War Review
After four years of studio silence, Kenoshan cavemen Jungle Rot emerge from the bush with twelfth platter, Cruel…
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Jungle Rot – Cruel Face of War Review By Grin ReaperAfter four years of studio silence, Kenoshan cavemen Jungle Rot emerge from the bush with twelfth platter, Cruel Face of War. For the uninitiated, Jungle Rot plays groovy death metal that’s hostile, bludgeoning, and never dares to overthink anything. Their output has been more reliable than our coverage, and reviewing every other album since 2011’s Kill on Command, each has earned a ‘Mixed’ rating. Interestingly, the two albums we missed reviewing, Terror Regime and Jungle Rot, are the best of that group, particularly their self-titled effort. Now faced with our first consecutive Jungle Rot evaluation, can Cruel Face of War break the mold, or does it run through the Jungle on cruise control?
‘Consistency is key’ perseveres as a pillar of advice I mete out and live by,1 and this lesson sticks with Jungle Rot like flies on a decomposing carcass. After three decades of mouth-breathing death jams, the band still delivers freshly forged OSDM every two to four years that reeks of Obituary and Bolt Thrower. While the hardcore and deathcore vestiges have diminished,2 trace amounts of Hatebreed and Slaughter to Prevail lurk within Jungle Rot’s fetid funk, especially Dave Matrise’s vocals. To be fair, any fluctuations in their sound become conversations of degrees, and since Fueled by Hate dropped in 2004, Jungle Rot has been lodged in a groove so deep they haven’t pulled out from it yet.
Jungle Rot sounds best when they inject a bit of melody into their formula, and those crumbs unerringly serve as the best morsels on Cruel Face of War. Maybe that’s because only those moments break up the monotony of an otherwise wearisome chuggathon, where an unvarying landscape of riffs and grooves blur together into an indistinct sea of homogenous death metal. For instance, the riffs on “When the Elders Rise” and “Rot Riffs” carry just enough character to help differentiate themselves from the rest of the pack, but otherwise, I can’t distinguish between most others without playing them back-to-back. To Jungle Rot’s credit, they possess a sound uniquely their own. But like a painter who only uses a single color, they lock themselves into a self-imposed prison of uniformity that undercuts any notion of tension or contrast.
Despite the detractors, Jungle Rot’s adherence to convention pays dividends as well. Pit-ready grooves and stank-inducing verses make great fodder for good ol’ fashioned head-banging, and while the simplicity limits Cruel Face of War’s upside, it also ensures a stable foundation to build upon. Regarding pacing, Jungle Rot plays with two speeds: a menacing, mid-paced skulk and a faster, more predatory trot. Though they never commit to woebegone plods or balls-out blitzes, there’s just enough variety to keep things engaging without moving too far away from Jungle Rot’s established sonic ideal. Additionally, Cruel Face of War merits praise for the efficient yet expressive solos, particularly on “Cruel Face of War” and “Horrors Vile,” with Geoff Bub and David Matrise credited for guitars.3 Bassist James Genenz rumbles and groans alongside, supplying a meaty dimension to Cruel Face of War, and drummer Spenser Syphers pounds and pummels as needed. Dan “The Man” Swanö even handles mixing and mastering, granting the immediate boost he bestows to nearly everything he touches.
Cruel Face of War never outright errs, yet Jungle Rot proves so reticent to stray from the path oft-traveled that I wonder why they recorded new material. Jungle Rot felt like a promising step forward, infusing wicked melodies into the band’s brutish brand of death metal. Since then, Jungle Rot seems content to churn out mildly different flavors of the same core recipe with rapidly diminishing returns. After thirty years of staying the course, I’m not hopeful that Jungle Rot will venture into unfamiliar territory, but without stepping outside their comfort zone, I don’t foresee them bursting free from their Jungle Rut.
Rating: Disappointing
#20 #2026 #AmericanMetal #BoltThrower #CruelFaceOfWar #DeathMetal #Hatebreed #JungleRot #May26 #Obituary #Review #Reviews #SlaughterToPrevail #UniqueLeaderRecords
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 224 kbps mp3
Label: Unique Leader Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: May 15th, 20264 -
Jungle Rot – Cruel Face of War Review By Grin ReaperAfter four years of studio silence, Kenoshan cavemen Jungle Rot emerge from the bush with twelfth platter, Cruel Face of War. For the uninitiated, Jungle Rot plays groovy death metal that’s hostile, bludgeoning, and never dares to overthink anything. Their output has been more reliable than our coverage, and reviewing every other album since 2011’s Kill on Command, each has earned a ‘Mixed’ rating. Interestingly, the two albums we missed reviewing, Terror Regime and Jungle Rot, are the best of that group, particularly their self-titled effort. Now faced with our first consecutive Jungle Rot evaluation, can Cruel Face of War break the mold, or does it run through the Jungle on cruise control?
‘Consistency is key’ perseveres as a pillar of advice I mete out and live by,1 and this lesson sticks with Jungle Rot like flies on a decomposing carcass. After three decades of mouth-breathing death jams, the band still delivers freshly forged OSDM every two to four years that reeks of Obituary and Bolt Thrower. While the hardcore and deathcore vestiges have diminished,2 trace amounts of Hatebreed and Slaughter to Prevail lurk within Jungle Rot’s fetid funk, especially Dave Matrise’s vocals. To be fair, any fluctuations in their sound become conversations of degrees, and since Fueled by Hate dropped in 2004, Jungle Rot has been lodged in a groove so deep they haven’t pulled out from it yet.
Jungle Rot sounds best when they inject a bit of melody into their formula, and those crumbs unerringly serve as the best morsels on Cruel Face of War. Maybe that’s because only those moments break up the monotony of an otherwise wearisome chuggathon, where an unvarying landscape of riffs and grooves blur together into an indistinct sea of homogenous death metal. For instance, the riffs on “When the Elders Rise” and “Rot Riffs” carry just enough character to help differentiate themselves from the rest of the pack, but otherwise, I can’t distinguish between most others without playing them back-to-back. To Jungle Rot’s credit, they possess a sound uniquely their own. But like a painter who only uses a single color, they lock themselves into a self-imposed prison of uniformity that undercuts any notion of tension or contrast.
Despite the detractors, Jungle Rot’s adherence to convention pays dividends as well. Pit-ready grooves and stank-inducing verses make great fodder for good ol’ fashioned head-banging, and while the simplicity limits Cruel Face of War’s upside, it also ensures a stable foundation to build upon. Regarding pacing, Jungle Rot plays with two speeds: a menacing, mid-paced skulk and a faster, more predatory trot. Though they never commit to woebegone plods or balls-out blitzes, there’s just enough variety to keep things engaging without moving too far away from Jungle Rot’s established sonic ideal. Additionally, Cruel Face of War merits praise for the efficient yet expressive solos, particularly on “Cruel Face of War” and “Horrors Vile,” with Geoff Bub and David Matrise credited for guitars.3 Bassist James Genenz rumbles and groans alongside, supplying a meaty dimension to Cruel Face of War, and drummer Spenser Syphers pounds and pummels as needed. Dan “The Man” Swanö even handles mixing and mastering, granting the immediate boost he bestows to nearly everything he touches.
Cruel Face of War never outright errs, yet Jungle Rot proves so reticent to stray from the path oft-traveled that I wonder why they recorded new material. Jungle Rot felt like a promising step forward, infusing wicked melodies into the band’s brutish brand of death metal. Since then, Jungle Rot seems content to churn out mildly different flavors of the same core recipe with rapidly diminishing returns. After thirty years of staying the course, I’m not hopeful that Jungle Rot will venture into unfamiliar territory, but without stepping outside their comfort zone, I don’t foresee them bursting free from their Jungle Rut.
Rating: Disappointing
#20 #2026 #AmericanMetal #BoltThrower #CruelFaceOfWar #DeathMetal #Hatebreed #JungleRot #May26 #Obituary #Review #Reviews #SlaughterToPrevail #UniqueLeaderRecords
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 224 kbps mp3
Label: Unique Leader Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: May 15th, 20264 -
Jungle Rot – Cruel Face of War Review By Grin ReaperAfter four years of studio silence, Kenoshan cavemen Jungle Rot emerge from the bush with twelfth platter, Cruel Face of War. For the uninitiated, Jungle Rot plays groovy death metal that’s hostile, bludgeoning, and never dares to overthink anything. Their output has been more reliable than our coverage, and reviewing every other album since 2011’s Kill on Command, each has earned a ‘Mixed’ rating. Interestingly, the two albums we missed reviewing, Terror Regime and Jungle Rot, are the best of that group, particularly their self-titled effort. Now faced with our first consecutive Jungle Rot evaluation, can Cruel Face of War break the mold, or does it run through the Jungle on cruise control?
‘Consistency is key’ perseveres as a pillar of advice I mete out and live by,1 and this lesson sticks with Jungle Rot like flies on a decomposing carcass. After three decades of mouth-breathing death jams, the band still delivers freshly forged OSDM every two to four years that reeks of Obituary and Bolt Thrower. While the hardcore and deathcore vestiges have diminished,2 trace amounts of Hatebreed and Slaughter to Prevail lurk within Jungle Rot’s fetid funk, especially Dave Matrise’s vocals. To be fair, any fluctuations in their sound become conversations of degrees, and since Fueled by Hate dropped in 2004, Jungle Rot has been lodged in a groove so deep they haven’t pulled out from it yet.
Jungle Rot sounds best when they inject a bit of melody into their formula, and those crumbs unerringly serve as the best morsels on Cruel Face of War. Maybe that’s because only those moments break up the monotony of an otherwise wearisome chuggathon, where an unvarying landscape of riffs and grooves blur together into an indistinct sea of homogenous death metal. For instance, the riffs on “When the Elders Rise” and “Rot Riffs” carry just enough character to help differentiate themselves from the rest of the pack, but otherwise, I can’t distinguish between most others without playing them back-to-back. To Jungle Rot’s credit, they possess a sound uniquely their own. But like a painter who only uses a single color, they lock themselves into a self-imposed prison of uniformity that undercuts any notion of tension or contrast.
Despite the detractors, Jungle Rot’s adherence to convention pays dividends as well. Pit-ready grooves and stank-inducing verses make great fodder for good ol’ fashioned head-banging, and while the simplicity limits Cruel Face of War’s upside, it also ensures a stable foundation to build upon. Regarding pacing, Jungle Rot plays with two speeds: a menacing, mid-paced skulk and a faster, more predatory trot. Though they never commit to woebegone plods or balls-out blitzes, there’s just enough variety to keep things engaging without moving too far away from Jungle Rot’s established sonic ideal. Additionally, Cruel Face of War merits praise for the efficient yet expressive solos, particularly on “Cruel Face of War” and “Horrors Vile,” with Geoff Bub and David Matrise credited for guitars.3 Bassist James Genenz rumbles and groans alongside, supplying a meaty dimension to Cruel Face of War, and drummer Spenser Syphers pounds and pummels as needed. Dan “The Man” Swanö even handles mixing and mastering, granting the immediate boost he bestows to nearly everything he touches.
Cruel Face of War never outright errs, yet Jungle Rot proves so reticent to stray from the path oft-traveled that I wonder why they recorded new material. Jungle Rot felt like a promising step forward, infusing wicked melodies into the band’s brutish brand of death metal. Since then, Jungle Rot seems content to churn out mildly different flavors of the same core recipe with rapidly diminishing returns. After thirty years of staying the course, I’m not hopeful that Jungle Rot will venture into unfamiliar territory, but without stepping outside their comfort zone, I don’t foresee them bursting free from their Jungle Rut.
Rating: Disappointing
#20 #2026 #AmericanMetal #BoltThrower #CruelFaceOfWar #DeathMetal #Hatebreed #JungleRot #May26 #Obituary #Review #Reviews #SlaughterToPrevail #UniqueLeaderRecords
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 224 kbps mp3
Label: Unique Leader Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: May 15th, 20264 -
Jungle Rot – Cruel Face of War Review By Grin ReaperAfter four years of studio silence, Kenoshan cavemen Jungle Rot emerge from the bush with twelfth platter, Cruel Face of War. For the uninitiated, Jungle Rot plays groovy death metal that’s hostile, bludgeoning, and never dares to overthink anything. Their output has been more reliable than our coverage, and reviewing every other album since 2011’s Kill on Command, each has earned a ‘Mixed’ rating. Interestingly, the two albums we missed reviewing, Terror Regime and Jungle Rot, are the best of that group, particularly their self-titled effort. Now faced with our first consecutive Jungle Rot evaluation, can Cruel Face of War break the mold, or does it run through the Jungle on cruise control?
‘Consistency is key’ perseveres as a pillar of advice I mete out and live by,1 and this lesson sticks with Jungle Rot like flies on a decomposing carcass. After three decades of mouth-breathing death jams, the band still delivers freshly forged OSDM every two to four years that reeks of Obituary and Bolt Thrower. While the hardcore and deathcore vestiges have diminished,2 trace amounts of Hatebreed and Slaughter to Prevail lurk within Jungle Rot’s fetid funk, especially Dave Matrise’s vocals. To be fair, any fluctuations in their sound become conversations of degrees, and since Fueled by Hate dropped in 2004, Jungle Rot has been lodged in a groove so deep they haven’t pulled out from it yet.
Jungle Rot sounds best when they inject a bit of melody into their formula, and those crumbs unerringly serve as the best morsels on Cruel Face of War. Maybe that’s because only those moments break up the monotony of an otherwise wearisome chuggathon, where an unvarying landscape of riffs and grooves blur together into an indistinct sea of homogenous death metal. For instance, the riffs on “When the Elders Rise” and “Rot Riffs” carry just enough character to help differentiate themselves from the rest of the pack, but otherwise, I can’t distinguish between most others without playing them back-to-back. To Jungle Rot’s credit, they possess a sound uniquely their own. But like a painter who only uses a single color, they lock themselves into a self-imposed prison of uniformity that undercuts any notion of tension or contrast.
Despite the detractors, Jungle Rot’s adherence to convention pays dividends as well. Pit-ready grooves and stank-inducing verses make great fodder for good ol’ fashioned head-banging, and while the simplicity limits Cruel Face of War’s upside, it also ensures a stable foundation to build upon. Regarding pacing, Jungle Rot plays with two speeds: a menacing, mid-paced skulk and a faster, more predatory trot. Though they never commit to woebegone plods or balls-out blitzes, there’s just enough variety to keep things engaging without moving too far away from Jungle Rot’s established sonic ideal. Additionally, Cruel Face of War merits praise for the efficient yet expressive solos, particularly on “Cruel Face of War” and “Horrors Vile,” with Geoff Bub and David Matrise credited for guitars.3 Bassist James Genenz rumbles and groans alongside, supplying a meaty dimension to Cruel Face of War, and drummer Spenser Syphers pounds and pummels as needed. Dan “The Man” Swanö even handles mixing and mastering, granting the immediate boost he bestows to nearly everything he touches.
Cruel Face of War never outright errs, yet Jungle Rot proves so reticent to stray from the path oft-traveled that I wonder why they recorded new material. Jungle Rot felt like a promising step forward, infusing wicked melodies into the band’s brutish brand of death metal. Since then, Jungle Rot seems content to churn out mildly different flavors of the same core recipe with rapidly diminishing returns. After thirty years of staying the course, I’m not hopeful that Jungle Rot will venture into unfamiliar territory, but without stepping outside their comfort zone, I don’t foresee them bursting free from their Jungle Rut.
Rating: Disappointing
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DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 224 kbps mp3
Label: Unique Leader Records
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Releases Worldwide: May 15th, 20264