#fitforanautopsy — Public Fediverse posts

Spoils Of The Horde by Fit for An Autopsy on Apple Music https://song.link/https://music.apple.com/us/album/spoils-of-the-horde/1754968507?i=1754968735
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https://www.europesays.com/nl/282207/ Alcatraz 2026 (Festivaldag 4): Laatste dag rifftentie #Alcatraz #Alcatraz2026 #AlcatrazOpenAir #AlcatrazOpenAir2026 #Amusement #AnimalsAsLeaders #Dutch #Entertainment #FitForAnAutopsy #Gutalax #LambOfGod #Music #Muziek #Nederland #Nederlanden #Nederlands #Netherlands #NL #PalefaceSwiss #Powerwolf #sanguisugabogg #Saxon

https://www.europesays.com/be-nl/119140/ Alcatraz 2026 (Festivaldag 4): Laatste dag rifftentie #alcatraz #Alcatraz2026 #AlcatrazOpenAir #AlcatrazOpenAir2026 #Amusement #AnimalsAsLeaders #BE #België #Belgium #Entertainment #FitForAnAutopsy #Gutalax #LambOfGod #Music #Muziek #PalefaceSwiss #Powerwolf #Sanguisugabogg #Saxon

This week on Matt's MoshCast we're talking awesome, funny and ridiculous band names. What do Amon Amarth have to do with Frodo and is Lorna Shore a Batman tribute band? Listen to find out!

#podcast #metalpodcast #amonamarth #stratovarius #dyingfetus #fitforanautopsy

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7ju-UC6prqs

Trivium have announced a massive Fall 2026 North American headline tour with In Flames, Orbit Culture, Fit For An Autopsy, and Frozen Soul.

Details: https://metalinsider.net/touring/trivium-announce-fall-2026-north-american-tour-with-in-flames-orbit-culture

#Trivium #InFlames #OrbitCulture #FitForAnAutopsy #FrozenSoul #TourAlert

In his review of Eaten by Sharks’s debut, Eradication, Carcharodon mollified readers about the dangers of sharks by citing statistics. However, statistics don’t erase the fact that sharks look like the stuff of nightmares—and they do sometimes eat people. Most of us prefer to experience this vicariously through film, where we learn sharks are quite versatile killers. They might surprise you while you’re skinny dipping and thrash you around a bit before dragging you underwater. Or one might burst through the floor of an underwater research facility and chomp you in half. There are also more subtle methods of death, like finding yourself stranded in the middle of the ocean when a shark bites your leg and then swims off, leaving you to slowly bleed to death. Canada’s Eaten by Sharks throw their own narrative hat in the ring on their second album, The Undertow of Hate, a dark and brutal vision of violence in the deep seas.

The songs on The Undertow of Hate behave just like killer sharks—they’re brutal, shifty, violent, and efficient. Eaten by Sharks achieve this through a deathcore-adjacent style of death metal that straddles the line between Fit for an Autopsy and Cattle Decapitation. Down-tuned, chugging guitars and pummeling blast beats provide an atmosphere of dark violence, and the high-energy music feels like a rallying cry for sharks in a feeding frenzy. Eaten by Sharks also dip into The Black Dahlia Murder-style melodeath on the likes of the speedy and entertaining “Bodies Overboard” and “Crimson Tide.” The Undertow of Hate isn’t all pedal to the metal, though. It often pauses for slower moments, surveying the outcome of the violence with pithy observations like “Look at all the bodies” (“Bodies Overboard”). The progressive nature of the music ensures a narrative flow rather than a mere repetition of ideas.

Eaten by Sharks have produced a masterwork of horror in terms of atmosphere and storytelling. Borrowing from horror stalwarts Fulci, they integrate atmospheric soundbites into the opening of each song. Far from being annoying or gimmicky, these touches meld naturally into the music. Opener “Vessels Torn” combines gentle guitar riffs, crying seagulls, and the straining of a ship against the waves before plunging into the violence of guitars and growls. Other tracks open with people screaming in terror, splashes of water, underwater bubbles, and even a soundbite from the original Jaws. These touches help immerse the listener in the grisly setting and add a layer of depth to the pummeling music. It all culminates in a brilliant outro, “Surfaced Remains,” which uses surprisingly lovely arpeggios and some audio tricks to give the sense of bodies rising to the surface, making for a poignant, if nihilistic, conclusion to the record.

The musicians overcome a pretty bad mixing job to put together an album that sounds much better than it should. I think it helps that Eaten by Sharks doesn’t overwhelm with a busy mix—they take a rather simple, though effective, approach to the music. The drums from Justin Whitehead may be a touch too loud, but he lays the framework for violence with some powerful blast beats, while taking things down a notch as the narrative requires. The dual guitar work from Chris Chaperon and Dan Oko helps instill a sense of the unfolding chaos through the use of dissonant, off-kilter riffs. Yet they also incorporate some impressive shredding, technical wizardry, and memorable melodic touches, which help allay the oft-used repetitive chugging. Matt Sherriff puts together an impressively schizophrenic performance behind the mic. His convincing swap between deep throaty growls and rasping snarls gives the impression of a second vocalist. On the terrific “Treading Water,” he demonstrates a melodic storytelling capacity that’s just a blast to listen to.

The attention to detail throughout The Undertow to Hate shows that these guys had a ton of fun with the concept. I do wish Eaten by Sharks had provided a lyrics sheet because Sherriff delivers a number of gems. When he rasps “there’s fucking bodies in the water” on “Crimson Tide,” it’s a chilling, almost gleeful, reminder of the destruction wrought. Touches like these help cover up some other flaws, especially the rather simplistic and sometimes headache-inducing loud chugging guitar/drum/growl combo. Nonetheless, this will end up as one of the year’s most memorable listening experiences. If you love brutal death metal featuring effective storytelling and plenty of wiolence, then you need to go out and get Eaten by Sharks.

Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 4 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: CDN Records
Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
Releases Worldwide: July 17th, 2026

Far from Heaven by Fit for An Autopsy on Apple Music https://song.link/us/i/1582802485
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The Nothing That Is by Fit for An Autopsy on Apple Music https://song.link/us/i/1754969157
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Lamb of God dominated Los Angeles with a stacked lineup

From Sanguisugabogg to Fit For An Autopsy and Kublai Khan, TX.

Full photos/review: https://metalinsider.net/photos/photos-review-lamb-of-god-dominate-los-angeles-with-kublai-khan-tx-fit-for-an-autopsy-sanguisugabogg

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https://www.europesays.com/es/453983/ Tema en directo de THUNDERMOTHER. Geoff Tate estrena nuevo single. Single de FIT FOR AN AUTOPSY. #Entertainment #Entretenimiento #ES #España #FITFORANAUTOPSY #GeoffTate #Music #Música #Spain #THUNDERMOTHER

No Man Is Without Fear by Fit for An Autopsy on Apple Music https://song.link/us/i/1470058308
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#PeaceIsAnIllusion you can use your teeth or you can fucking lose’em
It Comes For You by Fit for An Autopsy on Apple Music https://song.link/us/i/1831598530
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Okay, one song for the festive vibes
https://song.link/i/1754968735
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https://www.europesays.com/fi/111250/ Killswitch Engage, Fit For An Autopsy, Decapitated ja Employed To Serve hikisissä metalli-iltamissa Helsingin Kulttuuritalolla #decapitated #EmployedToServe #Entertainment #FI #Finland #Finnish #FitForAnAutopsy #KillswitchEngage #Music #Musiikki #Suomi #viihde

Trying out Fit For An Autopsy while I clean up for the next phase of exam revision. I enjoyed the set by a local deathcore act earlier this year, so the timing might be good.

(And they're playing here in two months' time, in case I'm tempted.)

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New post: Fit for an Autopsy unleash new single “It Comes for You” – tour in October https://www.moshville.co.uk/news/video/2025/09/fit-for-an-autopsy-unleash-new-single-it-comes-for-you-tour-in-october/ #FitForAnAutopsy

New post: Festival Review: Hellfest 2025 Day 1 – Clisson, France (19th June 2025) https://www.moshville.co.uk/reviews/gig-review/2025/07/festival-review-hellfest-2025-day-1-clisson-france-19th-june-2025/ #Airbourne #Apocalyptica #ElectricCallboy #FitForAnAutopsy

🖤 Favorite bands of #JeraonAir day 1

1) #ZealandArdor
2) #FitForAnAutopsy
3) #HeavenShallBurn
4) #Polaris
5) #PalefaceSwiss

Did you already check out HSB their new album #Heimat?
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New post: Killswitch Engage hit UK / IRE later this year with incredible supprt lineup https://www.moshville.co.uk/news/tours/2025/05/killswitch-engage-hit-uk-ire-later-this-year-with-incredible-supprt-lineup/ #Decapitated #FitForAnAutopsy #Hatebreed #KillswitchEngage

Crypts of Despair – We Belong in the Grave Review

By Kenstrosity

When Lithuanian death metal outfit Crypts of Despair dropped All Light Swallowed back in 2021, I was impressed with their destructive riffs, dynamic songwriting, and oppressive tone. The record boasted a never-ending assault of killer passages and memorable atmosphere that, in time, only grew in depth. Unsurprisingly, I felt great excitement at the prospect of a new Crypts of Despair when Transcending Obscurity announced third LP We Belong in the Grave late last year. By that same coin, you can imagine my utter disappointment at what arose from this crypt.

What was once easily categorized as a brutal take on the blackened death metal blueprint now lies in ashes. Today, Crypts of Despair plays a thankfully still brutal take on deathcore. So stark is the difference that at first, I was certain I had mixed up my bands when I picked this up. I was shocked to learn I had not. How this happened, I am uncertain, as only their second guitarist changed between 2021 and 2025. Nonetheless, the ripping tremolos and buttery-smooth songwriting of All Light Swallowed are a thing of the past. In its place, chugging ruts, Deathcore Standard Eerie Background Melodies (DSEBM for short), monotonous guttural roars backed by stereotypical scathing rasps, and what sounds to these ears like a total lack of songwriting identity. I could easily pick Crypts of Despair out of a lineup four years ago. Now, I doubt my ability to discern. At least the pools of skronky death and core from which they pull are decent company—I hear notes of early Nightmarer, AngelMaker, and Fit for an Autopsy peppering We Belong in the Grave. Nonetheless, the stylistic whiplash proved a monumental obstacle to my enjoyment of this new record, an obstacle that vexes me even as I write this piece.

First the positives: Crypts of Despair are still well versed in the way of The Riff™. Early standouts “Terminal Dais” and “Expulsion to Purgatory” offer massively headbangable motifs that are guaranteed to crush the strongest of bone into dust. Back-half heroes “Undisillusioned” and “Precipitous” muster a stompy groove the likes of which threaten the structural integrity of any concert floor, certain to incur considerable repair expenses to any venue. Blackened touches and intimidating background atmosphere still exist in an effort to invoke Crypts of Despair’s apocalyptic character, giving otherwise boilerplate tracks “Obliteration of the Impure” and “Seizures” much-needed flavor. Many such elements are similar on the surface to what Crypts of Despair implemented in the past, but are applied a bit differently now. That’s not a bad thing, as it showcases Crypts of Despair’s willingness to experiment with their sound and grow accustomed to unexplored sonic territory.

The unfortunate piece of that journey here is the total lack of songwriting that came along for the ride. Even decent tracks like “Seizures” struggle to impress upon the listener a sense of story, character development, or substance. Opener “We Belong in the Grave” constitutes a dire misfire, feeling every bit as fluffy and forgettable as your average throwaway instrumental intro, and yet it is a fully equipped “song.” The problem is that it lacks any sort of distinguishing characteristics or movement to earn it the moniker. The same critique can be extended to the closing duo “Gaze of the Adversary” and “Burial of the World.” Neither exhibits any evidence of a fully fleshed-out idea, instead spinning their wheels deeper and deeper into the mucky byproduct of wasted time. The production reflects this lack of depth as well, imposingly loud and deeply polished with flat, modern tones that feel at odds with Crypts of Despair’s mission statement up to this point.

One thing that remains untouched: Crypts of Despair are as livid as ever at humanity writ large. And they are right to be, for any number of reasons! That said, nothing much else remains intact after this updated set of sonic, visual, and engineering aesthetics bulldozed what was once a powerful, distinct, and compelling identity. We Belong in the Grave represents a band trying something different and making a real effort to make an unfamiliar style work in their image. It also represents a band failing to back that new sound up with the same elevated songwriting that made All Light Swallowed a triumph. For those who enjoy the chugging breakdowns and mid-paced monotony of cookie-cutter deathcore, this might be a step up from what populates that rotation. Otherwise, if you are familiar with Crypts of Despair, prepare to despair. This adjustment is going to hurt.

Rating: Disappointing
DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Transcending Obscurity Records
Websites: cryptsofdespair.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/cryptsofdespair
Releases Worldwide: April 18th, 2025

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Lower Purpose by Fit for An Autopsy on Apple Music https://song.link/us/i/1754969331
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We enter January under the impression that our underpowered filtration system couldn’t possibly get any more clogged up. Those blistering winds that overwhelm the vents with an even greater portion of debris and detritus pose a great challenge and a grave danger to my minions. Crawling through the refuse as more flies in all william-nilliam, my faithful lackeys brave the perils of the job and return, as they always do, with solid chunks of semi-precious ore.

And so I stand before you, my greedy little gremlins, in a freshly pressed flesh suit that only the elite like myself adorn, and present January 2025’s Filter finds. REJOICE!

Kenstrosity’s Fresh(ish) Finds

Bloodcrusher // Voidseeker [January 9th, 2025 – Barf Bag Records]

The sun rises on a new year, and most are angrier than ever. What’s a better way to process that anger than jamming a phat slab of brutal slamming deathcore into your gob, right? Oregon one-man-slammajamma Bloodcrusher understand this, and so sophomore outburst Voidseeker provides the goods. These are tunes meant not for musicality or delicacy but for brute-force face-caving. Ignorant stomps and trunk-rattling slams trade blows with serrated tremolo slides and a dry pong snare with a level of ferocity uncommon even in this unforgiving field (“Agonal Cherubim ft. Jack Christensen”). Feel the blistering heat of choice cuts “Serpents Circle ft. Azerate Nakamura” or “Death Battalion: Blood Company ft. The Gore Corps” and you have no choice but to submit to their immense heft. Prime lifting material, Voidseeker’s most straightforward cuts guarantee shattered PRs and spontaneous combustion of your favorite gym shorts as your musculature explodes in volume (“Slave Cult,” “Sanguis Aeternus,” “Blood Frenzy”). If you ask me, that sounds like a wonderful problem to have. As they pummel your cranium into dust with deadly slam riffs (“Malus et Mortis ft. Ryan Sporer,” “Seeker of the Void,” “Earthcrusher”) or hack and slash your bones with serrated tremolos (“Razors of Anguish,” “Methmouth PSA”), remember that Bloodcrusher is only trying to help.

Skaldr // Saṃsṛ [January 31st, 2025 – Avantgarde Music]

Virginia’s black metal upstarts Skaldr don’t do anything new. If you’ve heard any of black metal’s second wave, or even more melodic fare by some of my favorite meloblack bands like Oubliette, Stormkeep, and Vorga, Skaldr’s material feels like a cozy blanket of fresh snow. Kicking off their second record, Saṃsṛ, in epic fashion, “The Sum of All Loss” evokes a swaying dance that lulls me into its otherwordly arms. As Saṃsṛ progresses through its seven movements, tracks like the gorgeous “Storms Collide” and the lively “The Crossing” strike true every synapse in my brain, flooding my system with a goosebump-inducing fervor quelled solely by the burden of knowing it must end. Indeed, these short 43 minutes leave me ravenous for more, as Skaldr’s lead-focused wiles charm me over and over again without excess repetition of motifs or homogenization of tones and textures (“From Depth to Dark,” “The Cinder, The Flame, The Sun”). Some of its best moments eclipse its weakest, but weak moments are thankfully few and far between. In reality, Skaldr‘s most serious flaw is that they align so closely with their influences, thereby limiting Saṃsṛ‘s potential to stand out. Nonetheless, it represents one of the more engaging and well-realized examples of the style. Hear it!

Subterranean Lava Dragon // The Great Architect [January 23rd, 2025 – Self Release]

Formed from members of Black Crown Initiate and Minarchist, Pennsylvania’s Subterranean Lava Dragon take the successful parts of their pedigree’s progressive death metal history and transplant them into epic, fantastical soundscapes on their debut LP The Great Architect. Despite the riff-focused, off-kilter nature of The Great Architect, there lies a mystical, mythical backbone behind everything Subterranean Lava Dragon do (“The Great Architect,” “Bleed the Throne”). Delicate strums of the guitar, multifaceted percussion, and noodly soloing provide a thoughtful thread behind the heaviest crush of prog-death riffs and rabid roars, a combination that favorably recalls Blind the Huntsmen (“The Silent Kin,” “A Dream of Drowning”). In a tight 42 minutes, Subterranean Lava Dragon approaches progressive metal with a beastly heft and a compelling set of teeth—largely driven by the expert swing and swagger of the bass guitar—that differentiates The Great Architect from the greater pool of current prog. Yet, its pursuit of creative song structure, reminiscent of Obsidious at times, allows textured gradations and nuanced layers to elevate the final product (“A Question of Eris,” “Ov Ritual Matricide”). It is for these reasons that I heartily recommend The Great Architect to anyone who appreciates smart, but still dangerous and deadly, metal.

Thus Spoke’s Likeable Leftovers

Besna // Krásno [January 16th, 2025 – Self Release]

It was the esteemed Doom et Al who first made me aware of Slovakia’s post-black group Besna. 2022’s Zverstvá was charming and moving in equal respects, with its folky vibe amplifying the punch of blackened atmosphere and epicness. With Krásno, the group take things in a sharper, more refined, and still more compelling direction, showing real evolution and improvement. The vague leanings towards the electronic play a larger role (“Zmráka sa,” “Hranice”), but songs also make use of snappier, and stronger emotional surges (“Krásno,” “Mesto spí”), the polished production to the atmospherics counterbalanced sleekly by the rough, ardent screams and pleasingly prominent percussion. Krásno literally translates as ‘beautiful,’ and Besna get away with titling their sophomore so bluntly because it is accurate. Melodies are more sweeping and stirring (“Krásno,” “Oceán prachu,” “Meso spí”), and the integration of the harsh amidst the mellow is executed more affectively (“Hranice,” “Bezhviezdna obloha”) than in the band’s previous work. Particularly potent are Krásno’s subtle nods and reprises of harmonic themes spanning the record (“Krásno,” “Oceán prachu,” “Mesto spí”), recurring like waves in an uplifting way that reminds me of Deadly Carnage’s Through the Void, Above the Suns. Barely scraping past half an hour, the beautiful Krásno can be experienced repeatedly in short succession; which is the very least this little gem deserves.

Tyme’s Ticking Bomb

Trauma Bond // Summer Ends. Some Are Long Gone [January 12, 2025 – Self-Released]

Conceptualized by multi-instrumentalist Tom Mitchell1 and vocalist Eloise Chong-Gargette, London, England’s Trauma Bond plays grindcore with a twist. Formed in 2020 and on the heels of two other EPs—’21’s The Violence of Spring and ’22’s Winter’s Light—January 2025 sees Trauma Bond release its first proper album, Summer Ends. Some Are Long Gone, the third in a seasonally themed quadrilogy. Twisting and reshaping the boundaries of grindcore, not unlike Beaten to Death or Big Chef, Trauma Bond douses its grind with a gravy boat full of sludge. Past the moodily tribal and convincing intro “Brushed by the Storm” lies fourteen minutes of grindy goodness (“Regards,” “Repulsion”), sludgian skullduggery (“Chewing Fat”), and caustic cantankerousness (“Thumb Skin for Dinner”). You’ll feel violated and breathless even before staring down the barrel of nine-and-a-half minute closer “Dissonance,” a gargantuanly heavy ear-fuck that will liquefy what’s left of the organs inside your worthless skin with its slow, creeping sludgeastation. I was not expecting to hear what Trauma Bond served up, as the minimalist cover art drew me in initially, but I’m digging it muchly. Independently released, Summer Ends. Some Are Long Gone is a hell of an experience and should garner Trauma Bond a label partner. I’ll be hoping for that, continuing to support them, and looking forward to whatever autumn brings.

Iceberg’s Bleak Bygones

Barshasketh // Antinomian Asceticsm [January 9th, 2025 – W.T.C Productions]

My taste for black metal runs a narrow, anti-secondwave path. I want oppressive, nightmarish atmosphere, sure, but I also crave rich, modern production and technically proficient instrumental performances. Blending the fury of early Behemoth, the cinematic scope of Deathspell Omega, and the backbeat-supported drones of Panzerfaust, Barshasketh’s latest fell square in my target area. The pealing bells of “Radiant Aperture” beckoned me into Antinomian Asceticsm’s sacred space, a dark world populated with rippling drum fills, surprisingly melodic guitar work, and a varied vocal attack that consistently keeps things fresh. With the average track length in the 6-minute territory, repeat listens are necessary to reveal layers of rhythm and synth atmosphere that give the album its complexity. A throwaway interlude (“Phaneron Engulf”) and a drop in energy in the second and third tracks stop this from being a TYMHM entry, but anyone with a passing interest in technical black metal with lots of atmosphere should check this out.

GardensTale’s Tab of Acid

I Don’t Do Drugs, I Am Drugs // I Don’t Do Drugs, I Am Drugs [January 27th, 2025 – Self-released]

When you name yourself after a famous Salvador Dalí quote, you better be prepared to back it up with an appropriate amount of weird shit. Thankfully, I Don’t Do Drugs, I Am Drugs strives to be worthy of the moniker. The band’s self-titled debut is a psychedelic prog-death nightmare of off-kilter riffs, structures that seem built upon dream logic, layers of ethereal synths and bizarre mixtures of vocal styles. The project was founded by Scott Hogg, guitarist for Cyclops Cataract, who is responsible for everything but the vocals. That includes all the songwriting. Hogg throws the listener off with an ever-shifting array of Gojira-esque plodding syncopation and thick, throbbing layers of harmonics that lean discordant without fully shifting into dissonance. But the songs float as easily into other-worldly soundscapes (“The Tree that Died in it’s[sic] Sleep”) or off-putting balladry (“Confierous”). BP of Madder Mortem handles vocals, and he displays an aptitude for the many facets required to buoy the intriguing but unintuitive music, his shouts and screams and cleans and hushes often layered together in strange strata either more or less than human. The combined result resembles a nightmare Devin may have had around 2005 after listening too much Ephel Duath. It’s not yet perfected; the ballad doesn’t quite work, and the compositions are sometimes a bit too dedicated to their lack of handholds. But it’s a hell of a trip, and a very convincing mission statement. A band to keep an eye on!

Dear Hollow’s Gunk Behooval

Bloodbark // Sacred Sound of Solitude [January 3rd, 2025 – Northern Silence Productions]

Bloodbark’s debut Bonebranches offered atmospheric black metal a minimalist spin, as cold and relentless as Paysage d’Hiver, as textured as Fen, and as barren as the mountains it depicts, exuding a natural crispness that recalls Falls of Rauros. Seven years later, we are graced with its follow-up, the majestic Sacred Sound of Solitude. Like its predecessor, the classic atmoblack template is cut with post-black to create an immensely rich and dynamic tapestry, lending all the hallmarks of frostbitten blackened sound (shrieks, blastbeats, tremolo) with the depth of a more modern approach. Twinkling leads, frosty synths, and forlorn piano survey the frigid vistas, while the more furious blackened portions scale snowbound peaks, utilized with the utmost restraint and bound by yearning chord progressions (“Glacial Respite,” “Griever’s Domain”). A new element in the act’s sound is clean vocals (“Time is Nothing,” “Augury of Snow”), which lend a far more melancholy vibe alongside trademark shrieking. Bloodbark offers top-tier atmospheric black metal, a reminder of the always-looming winter.

Great American Ghost // Tragedy of the Commons [January 31st, 2025 – SharpTone Records]

Boston’s Great American Ghost used to be extremely one-note, a coattail-rider of the likes of Kublai Khan and Knocked Loose. Deathcore muscles whose veins pulse to the beat of a hardcore heart, you’d be forgiven to see opener “Kerosene” as a sign of stagnation – chunky breakdowns and punk beats, feral barks and callouts, and a hardcore frowny face sported throughout. But Tragedy of the Commons is a far more layered affair, with echoes of metalcore past (“Ghost in Flesh,” “Hymns of Decay”), pronounced and tasteful nu-metal influence a la Deftones (“Genocide,” “Reality/Relapse”), and more variety in their rhythms and tempos, reflecting a Fit for an Autopsy-esque cutthroat intensity and ominous crescendos alongside a more pronounced influence of melody and manic dissonance (“Echoes of War,” “Forsaken”). Is it still meatheaded? Absolutely. Are its more “experimental” pieces in just well-trodden paths of metalcore bands past? Oh definitely. But gracing Great American Ghost a voice beyond the hardcore beatdowns does Tragedy of the Commons good and gives this one-trick pony another trail to wander.

Steel Druhm’s Detestible Digestibles

Guts // Nightmare Fuel [January 31st, 2025 – Self-Release]

Finland’s Guts play a weird “caveman on a Zamboni” variant of groove-heavy death metal that mixes OSDM with sludge and stoner elements for something uniquely sticky and pulversizing. On Nightmare Fuel, the material keeps grinding forward at a universal mid-tempo pace powered by phat, crushing grooves. “571” sounds like a Melvins song turned into a death metal assault, and it shouldn’t work, but it very much does. The blueprint for what Guts do is so basic, but they manage to keep cracking skulls on track after track as you remain locked in place helplessly. Nightmare Fuel is a case study into how less can be MOAR, as Guts staunchly adhere to their uncomplicated approach and make it work so well. Each track introduces a rudimentary riff and beats you savagely with it for 3-4 minutes with little variation. Things reset for the next track, and a new riff comes out to pound you into schnitzel all over again. This is the Guts experience, and you will be utterly mulched by massive prime movers like “Mortar” and “Ravenous Leech,” the latter of which sounds like an old Kyuss song refitted with death vocals and unleashed upon mankind. The relentlessly monochromatic riffs are things of minimalist elegance that you need to experience. Nightmare Fuel is a slow-motion ride straight into a brick wall, so brace for a concrete facial.

Savior Of None / Ashes Of All by Fit for An Autopsy on Apple Music https://song.link/us/i/1754968741
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