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  1. For today's #MondayRandom10 I'm going to share the #Doomgaze Primer from #BandCamp - I love me some slow electric guitar goodness and the picks on this playlist are all new to me, so it feels random. (The only artist I'm even tangentially familiar with is jesu but only because I've listened to a little #Godflesh.)

    daily.bandcamp.com/lists/doomg

  2. For today's #MondayRandom10 I'm going to share the #Doomgaze Primer from #BandCamp - I love me some slow electric guitar goodness and the picks on this playlist are all new to me, so it feels random. (The only artist I'm even tangentially familiar with is jesu but only because I've listened to a little #Godflesh.)

    daily.bandcamp.com/lists/doomg

  3. OK so you know, the music I’ve been making the last couple of years is definitely #drone based, and in at least that sense I consider it in part a form of #ambient (or even #darkAmbient if you must), as well as in that it’s meant to have certain meditative and immersive qualities

    at the same time, I want to emphasize that while it’s experimental, electronic, and minimalistic, I also intend it to be heavy, ritualistic stuff. I track and mix at maximum volume, and my records are meant to be heard that way. I am inspired by artists like #gybe, #sunn_O))), #Neurosis, #MONO, @sigurRos, #Godflesh (Incl #Jesu) and fuckin #Swans. I work with digital software as my primary musical instrument, because it’s what I know best and have ready access to. As part of my workflow/process, some of the sounds are bounced down to analog cassette tape on a 1990s vintage four-track machine, and then back into the laptop/DAW. One way I sometimes try to put it, is I’d like my music to be judged as if it were, say, the electronic ambient #doom solo project of a former black metal drummer – except I skipped the part where I was a drummer in a black metal band. (I did play bass and keyboards in a couple of punk bands long ago.) You’re supposed to feel the bass in your sternum, you dig?

    As much as I’d love a chance to get to work in a pro studio, or maybe just to have more hardware equipment at home and I do consider my music a meaningful and serious artistic endeavor, I’m not a pro musician but a suburban computer toucher of a certain age, with a mortgage and kids to get through college, so that’s not in the cards. And I *like* seeing how much of a throbbing racket I can stir up with a DAW and a couple of basic MIDI controllers, which I think turns out to be a lot. Today’s technology makes incredible things possible working entirely in the box. it becomes a trust the process/work within the limitations/constraints thing; something something about surrendering ego to the sound.

    Anyway, the point is, I don’t expect the things I make to be everyone’s cup of #noise, and this one is a couple of years old already now (ugh) – but at the risk of sounding braggy I’m pretty proud of it, and I would like for my #fedimusic friends to hear it. And once again, I strongly encourage everyone to PLAY IT LOUD!! 🤘🖤🤘

    dub.yager-madden.com/blood-par

  4. OK so you know, the music I’ve been making the last couple of years is definitely #drone based, and in at least that sense I consider it in part a form of #ambient (or even #darkAmbient if you must), as well as in that it’s meant to have certain meditative and immersive qualities

    at the same time, I want to emphasize that while it’s experimental, electronic, and minimalistic, I also intend it to be heavy, ritualistic stuff. I track and mix at maximum volume, and my records are meant to be heard that way. I am inspired by artists like #gybe, #sunn_O))), #Neurosis, #MONO, @sigurRos, #Godflesh (Incl #Jesu) and fuckin #Swans. I work with digital software as my primary musical instrument, because it’s what I know best and have ready access to. As part of my workflow/process, some of the sounds are bounced down to analog cassette tape on a 1990s vintage four-track machine, and then back into the laptop/DAW. One way I sometimes try to put it, is I’d like my music to be judged as if it were, say, the electronic ambient #doom solo project of a former black metal drummer – except I skipped the part where I was a drummer in a black metal band. (I did play bass and keyboards in a couple of punk bands long ago.) You’re supposed to feel the bass in your sternum, you dig?

    As much as I’d love a chance to get to work in a pro studio, or maybe just to have more hardware equipment at home and I do consider my music a meaningful and serious artistic endeavor, I’m not a pro musician but a suburban computer toucher of a certain age, with a mortgage and kids to get through college, so that’s not in the cards. And I *like* seeing how much of a throbbing racket I can stir up with a DAW and a couple of basic MIDI controllers, which I think turns out to be a lot. Today’s technology makes incredible things possible working entirely in the box. it becomes a trust the process/work within the limitations/constraints thing; something something about surrendering ego to the sound.

    Anyway, the point is, I don’t expect the things I make to be everyone’s cup of #noise, and this one is a couple of years old already now (ugh) – but at the risk of sounding braggy I’m pretty proud of it, and I would like for my #fedimusic friends to hear it. And once again, I strongly encourage everyone to PLAY IT LOUD!! 🤘🖤🤘

    dub.yager-madden.com/blood-par

  5. Das ist eine .44er Magnum, die stärkste Handfeuerwaffe der Welt; sie bläst dir das Gehirn aus dem Schädel! #MagnumForce #Sielwolf Somewhere within the same spectrum as #EinstürzendeNeubauten and #Godflesh lies this musical dream made flesh. Live, they were simply brutal! #music #industrial

    Magnum Force

  6. Das ist eine .44er Magnum, die stärkste Handfeuerwaffe der Welt; sie bläst dir das Gehirn aus dem Schädel! #MagnumForce #Sielwolf Somewhere within the same spectrum as #EinstürzendeNeubauten and #Godflesh lies this musical dream made flesh. Live, they were simply brutal! #music #industrial

    Magnum Force

  7. 🔴 LIVE NOW ON VORTEX
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    🎵 Godflesh - Crush My Soul

    ▶️ Écouter / Listen : VorteX [Radio]
    lesonduvortex.net

    💬 Join us on Discord:
    discord.gg/d82hJZBeDE

    #VortexWave #Godflesh #IndustrialMetal #PostMetal #90s

  8. Sundays are a good day to relax.

    Lawns and grocery shopping completed this morning. Dinner is in the oven slow cooking for serving later this evening.

    I have a nice cold glass of Guinness and Godflesh playing on the headphones.

    I think I'm going to do some tweaking to the desktop.

  9. So sad to hear about Justin Broadrick's health issues. He's an absolute legend and I'll be forever grateful for his music and the two times I had the chance to see #Godflesh live.

    #JustinKBroadrick

  10. Next release ?
    I’m working on a forthcoming release, musically the words « doom » and « industrial » will fit the description… Something in the spirit of ooold Godflesh.
    I will come back to the tape format, after a year and a half of CDs.
    SUPPORT ANALOG RESISTANCE

    #tape #doom #industrial #godflesh

  11. Next release ?
    I’m working on a forthcoming release, musically the words « doom » and « industrial » will fit the description… Something in the spirit of ooold Godflesh.
    I will come back to the tape format, after a year and a half of CDs.
    SUPPORT ANALOG RESISTANCE

    #tape #doom #industrial #godflesh

  12. #Godflesh artwork sources - mostly films, mostly experimental. For fans of Godflesh and exp films, and also nice example from the good old times when internet was interesting, full of enthusiasm and, er, selfless.

    godflesh.com/artwork/

  13. Sanguisugabogg – Hideous Aftermath Review

    By Owlswald

    This review almost didn’t happen. As the recently demoted were scraping the last bit of slime off the bottom of the skull pit to prepare for the new haul of Fall promo, we inadvertently found Sanguisugabogg’s third full-length, Hideous Aftermath, submerged in the sludgy remains of two ex-n00bs. Mistakes were made for which we do do not apologize. These Ohio-based purveyors of grimy, gore-inspired brutal death may have a name worthy of the national Spelling Bee and a logo that looks like blood-soaked, tangled string, but these chaps know how to dish out the goods. Spawning from Maggot Stomping grounds in 2019, Sanguisugabogg’s tongue-in-cheek brutality has raised them up to the forefront of this fetid genre. After a debut EP built considerable buzz, Diabolus and Felagund found follow-up LPs Tortured Whole and Homicidal Ecstasy to be forthright and fun slabs of brutal death. Hideous Aftermath now signals a shift, honing their caveman chugs to embrace more expansive horizons, but in the end, it’s still big gory, dumb fun.

    On Hideous Aftermath, Sanguisugabogg sheds the muddy textures of 90s death for a significantly sharper and more organic sound. This is largely thanks to stellar production by Kurt Ballou (Converge, Nails). After long self-producing, Sanguisugabogg trusted Ballou’s expertise1 to elevate their sound, ditching the split low-end signal of the guitar in favor of real bass (played by guitarists Cedrik Davis and Drew Arnold) to add a clearer, punchier low-end. The result is a loud, full mix that still allows every nuance of the instrumentation to shine through. From Davis and Arnold’s chunky, downtuned guitar grooves, to Devin Swank’s stomach-churning gutturals, to Cody Davidson’s flashy, intricate kit work (including the trademark snare ping), everything hits like a fucking tank. Tracks like “Erotic Beheading,” “Abhorrent Contraception” and “Rotted Entanglement” Vomit Forth a platter of the ‘Bogg’s familiar chugs and slams, while facets of Vile Rites progressiveness (“Sanctified Defilement”), Godflesh-tinged industrial (“Replusive Demise”), sludgy drawls (“Paid in Flesh”) and laser blasts (“Semi Automatic Facial Reconstruction”) show the foursome at their boldest and most creative. Despite this internal split, Hideous Aftermath is a welcome evolution for Sanguisugabogg and a good time to boot.

    Let’s curb any potential misconceptions: while Hideous Aftermath finds Sanguisugabogg exploring new sonic territory, it’s first and foremost the same ugly, blood-thirsty, brutal death that existing fans know and love. Across ten songs, the ‘Bogg bludgeons the listener with an unrelenting assault of riffs, blasts, breakdowns and half-time stomps. Moments of respite are few before the artillery fire of Davidson’s brilliant, anchoring rhythms resumes the barrage. Davidson’s drumming remains the top highlight, elevating Sanguisugabogg’s songwriting with technical aggression through flawless double bass runs, Bran Dailor-esque (Mastodon) snare rolls and violence-inducing bell work. Standout front-half tracks like “Abhorrent Contraception,” “Rotted Entanglement” and “Ritual of Autophagia” showcase the group’s strongest material to date. Here, pummeling brutality meets discordant melodies (“Ritual of Autophagia”), swirling arpeggiations (“Rotted Entanglement”) and djenty gallops (“Felony Abuse of a Corpse”). Coupled with the injection of high-caliber guests,2 these new twists and turns give Hideous Aftermath’s material a different, fresh feel and I’m here for it.

    While the first half of Hideous Aftermath proves Sanguisugabogg is capable of taking calculated steps forward, the record’s overall impact is weakened by its excessive 47-minute length and hesitant execution in the final stretch. The record feels front-loaded, with later tracks “Erotic Beheading,” “Semi Automatic Facial Reconstruction,” and “Sanctified Defilement” hindered by conventionality, lacking the strength and progressiveness of the album’s stronger material. Accordingly, Hideous Aftermath would have benefited from trimming two or three tracks to distill its best ideas. The ambitious industrial interlude “Repulsive Demise,” for example, feels awkward and out of place, while the sludgy ending to the otherwise solid “Pain of Flesh” drones on unnecessarily for four minutes, further underscoring the pacing issue.

    But make no mistake—Hideous Aftermath is the best material Sanguisugabogg has released to date, largely succeeding in balancing evolution with tradition. The album confidently delivers the ‘Bogg’s trademark slams and neck-snapping grooves that longtime fans expect, while integrating new twists and turns that showcase a newfound artistic confidence. Though the final stretch wades too far into the deep end and keeps me from awarding Hideous Aftermath a higher score, the record sets a clear path for future greatness. It’s no longer a question of if Sanguisugabogg will ascend, but when.

    Rating: Good!
    DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
    Label: Century Media
    Websites: sanguisugabogg.bandcamp.com | sanguisugabogg.com | facebook.com/sanguisugabogg
    Releases Worldwide: October 10th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #CattleDecapitation #CenturyMedia #Converge #DeathMetal #DefeatedSanity #FullOfHell #Godflesh #HideousAftermath #Mastodon #Nails #Oct25 #PeelingFlesh #Review #Reviews #Sanguisugabogg #VileRites #VomitForth

  14. Sanguisugabogg – Hideous Aftermath Review

    By Owlswald

    This review almost didn’t happen. As the recently demoted were scraping the last bit of slime off the bottom of the skull pit to prepare for the new haul of Fall promo, we inadvertently found Sanguisugabogg’s third full-length, Hideous Aftermath, submerged in the sludgy remains of two ex-n00bs. Mistakes were made for which we do do not apologize. These Ohio-based purveyors of grimy, gore-inspired brutal death may have a name worthy of the national Spelling Bee and a logo that looks like blood-soaked, tangled string, but these chaps know how to dish out the goods. Spawning from Maggot Stomping grounds in 2019, Sanguisugabogg’s tongue-in-cheek brutality has raised them up to the forefront of this fetid genre. After a debut EP built considerable buzz, Diabolus and Felagund found follow-up LPs Tortured Whole and Homicidal Ecstasy to be forthright and fun slabs of brutal death. Hideous Aftermath now signals a shift, honing their caveman chugs to embrace more expansive horizons, but in the end, it’s still big gory, dumb fun.

    On Hideous Aftermath, Sanguisugabogg sheds the muddy textures of 90s death for a significantly sharper and more organic sound. This is largely thanks to stellar production by Kurt Ballou (Converge, Nails). After long self-producing, Sanguisugabogg trusted Ballou’s expertise1 to elevate their sound, ditching the split low-end signal of the guitar in favor of real bass (played by guitarists Cedrik Davis and Drew Arnold) to add a clearer, punchier low-end. The result is a loud, full mix that still allows every nuance of the instrumentation to shine through. From Davis and Arnold’s chunky, downtuned guitar grooves, to Devin Swank’s stomach-churning gutturals, to Cody Davidson’s flashy, intricate kit work (including the trademark snare ping), everything hits like a fucking tank. Tracks like “Erotic Beheading,” “Abhorrent Contraception” and “Rotted Entanglement” Vomit Forth a platter of the ‘Bogg’s familiar chugs and slams, while facets of Vile Rites progressiveness (“Sanctified Defilement”), Godflesh-tinged industrial (“Replusive Demise”), sludgy drawls (“Paid in Flesh”) and laser blasts (“Semi Automatic Facial Reconstruction”) show the foursome at their boldest and most creative. Despite this internal split, Hideous Aftermath is a welcome evolution for Sanguisugabogg and a good time to boot.

    Let’s curb any potential misconceptions: while Hideous Aftermath finds Sanguisugabogg exploring new sonic territory, it’s first and foremost the same ugly, blood-thirsty, brutal death that existing fans know and love. Across ten songs, the ‘Bogg bludgeons the listener with an unrelenting assault of riffs, blasts, breakdowns and half-time stomps. Moments of respite are few before the artillery fire of Davidson’s brilliant, anchoring rhythms resumes the barrage. Davidson’s drumming remains the top highlight, elevating Sanguisugabogg’s songwriting with technical aggression through flawless double bass runs, Bran Dailor-esque (Mastodon) snare rolls and violence-inducing bell work. Standout front-half tracks like “Abhorrent Contraception,” “Rotted Entanglement” and “Ritual of Autophagia” showcase the group’s strongest material to date. Here, pummeling brutality meets discordant melodies (“Ritual of Autophagia”), swirling arpeggiations (“Rotted Entanglement”) and djenty gallops (“Felony Abuse of a Corpse”). Coupled with the injection of high-caliber guests,2 these new twists and turns give Hideous Aftermath’s material a different, fresh feel and I’m here for it.

    While the first half of Hideous Aftermath proves Sanguisugabogg is capable of taking calculated steps forward, the record’s overall impact is weakened by its excessive 47-minute length and hesitant execution in the final stretch. The record feels front-loaded, with later tracks “Erotic Beheading,” “Semi Automatic Facial Reconstruction,” and “Sanctified Defilement” hindered by conventionality, lacking the strength and progressiveness of the album’s stronger material. Accordingly, Hideous Aftermath would have benefited from trimming two or three tracks to distill its best ideas. The ambitious industrial interlude “Repulsive Demise,” for example, feels awkward and out of place, while the sludgy ending to the otherwise solid “Pain of Flesh” drones on unnecessarily for four minutes, further underscoring the pacing issue.

    But make no mistake—Hideous Aftermath is the best material Sanguisugabogg has released to date, largely succeeding in balancing evolution with tradition. The album confidently delivers the ‘Bogg’s trademark slams and neck-snapping grooves that longtime fans expect, while integrating new twists and turns that showcase a newfound artistic confidence. Though the final stretch wades too far into the deep end and keeps me from awarding Hideous Aftermath a higher score, the record sets a clear path for future greatness. It’s no longer a question of if Sanguisugabogg will ascend, but when.

    Rating: Good!
    DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
    Label: Century Media
    Websites: sanguisugabogg.bandcamp.com | sanguisugabogg.com | facebook.com/sanguisugabogg
    Releases Worldwide: October 10th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #CattleDecapitation #CenturyMedia #Converge #DeathMetal #DefeatedSanity #FullOfHell #Godflesh #HideousAftermath #Mastodon #Nails #Oct25 #PeelingFlesh #Review #Reviews #Sanguisugabogg #VileRites #VomitForth

  15. Author & Punisher – Nocturnal Birding Review

    By Dear Hollow

    Contrary to the plethora of one-man metal projects out there, Author & Punisher’s mastermind Tristan Shone, has always stayed on this side of innovative, consistently riding the line between apocalyptic/dystopian atmospheres and the heaviest electronics since Godflesh. Much like Igorrr’s Gautiere Serre, Shone’s genius has been just as much in song construction as instrument construction, having put his experience as a mechanical engineer to the configuration of his “drone machines” and “dub machines.” This skill has allowed Shone a flexibility in his compositions, with albums like Ursus Americanus and Beastland boasting formidable anthemic brutality, while the more subdued Melk en Honig and Krüller rely on sprawling atmospheres that feel as fiery as they are dense. Nocturnal Birding takes a unique concept and spins it for a trip down Riff Lane.

    A leaner and more concise album than even Beastland, Nocturnal Birding is another step from the transhumanism of Author & Punisher’s pedigree into more organic territory – although undoubtedly owing its success to its history. It steps outside Shone’s comfort zone, the composition of Nocturnal Birding revolving around the literal birdsongs of the tracks’ respective namesakes – in a metaphorical homage to the migrants crossing from Mexico to the US and the dangers they face. The album sees Krüller contributor and A Life Once Lost alum Doug Sabolick inducted as full-time guitarist, offering riffs and humanity alike throughout the album’s thirty-four-minute runtime. Revolving around a unique concept that never overstays its welcome, Nocturnal Birding is a romp through everything that makes Author & Punisher unique – and more.

    Shone’s dynamics have always been a force to be reckoned with, elevating his already crushing drone/doom/industrial attack to colossal proportions, and Nocturnal Birding is no exception. The introduction of the birdsong adds an intriguing texture to this dynamic, quirky melodics morphing into devastating waves of noise. Author & Punisher offers some of its most accessible content since Ursus Americanus, mammoth dub techno beats guiding the movement between these two extremes. Lulling listeners into a false sense of surreal melody only to blast out the speakers with intense sound, punishing tracks will get your head moving in slow motion weight (“Titanis,” “Black Storm Petrel”), more thoughtful compositions bathe you in off-kilter rhythms and reverb-laden pulses (“Titmouse,” “Titmice”), and crawling brooding flocks offer eerie environs of darkness with Shone’s Reznor- and Peter Steele-influenced cleans (“Meadowlark,” “Mute Swans,” “Thrush”).

    It would be tempting to say that if you’ve heard an Author & Punisher album before, you’ve probably heard what Nocturnal Birding has to offer – but 2025 finds the act sounding the most human they’ve ever been. While he exists as mainly supplemental, an added layer to the textured weight of the electronics, Doug Sabolick’s guitar shines as a razor-sharp counterweight to the sludgy downtuned electronic pulses (“Titmouse,” “Rook”) as well as a riffy force to be reckoned with (“Meadowlark,” “Thrush”). Furthermore, the live drums and simmering samples of Indonesian noise artist Kuntari in “Titanis” inject energy, the spoken word of Couch Slut’s Megan Oztrosits takes the creepy mood to haunting lows in “Mute Swans,” and the appearance of French industrial/sludge/death metal band Fange makes “Black Storm Petrel” one of the densest and most brutal tracks. Ultimately, while the synthetic and mechanical hallmarks are very much intact, the inclusion of live instruments adds a genuine feel to the proceedings – a trend that has likewise benefited Igorrr’s latest as the emphasis on solo machine-mongering has faltered.

    In his review for Krüller, the illustrious Kronos observed that Author & Punisher albums seem to alternate between anthemic and ambitious. Aside from the foundational birdsong incorporation, Nocturnal Birding finds Shone and company firmly embracing the former – but with a uniquely human touch. This album will mercilessly crush you in the same way Beastland and Ursus Americanus did, as well as the likes of influences Godflesh, Neurosis, and Nine Inch Nails have done for years, and in a way that proposes new avenues for Shone and Sabolick moving forward. Nocturnal Birding is a fist raised to the sky, a poetic eye cast to the wings above, and one hell of a statement.

    Rating: 4.0/5.0
    DR: N/A | Format Reviewed: STREAM
    Label: Relapse Records
    Websites: authorandpunisher.bandcamp.com | authorandpunisher.com | facebook.com/authorandpunisher
    Releases Worldwide: October 3rd, 2025

    #2025 #40 #ALifeOnceLost #AmericanMetal #AuthorPunisher #CouchSlut #DoomMetal #Drone #ElectronicMetal #Fange #Godflesh #Igorrr #IndustrialMetal #Kuntari #Neurosis #NineInchNails #NocturnalBirding #Noise #Oct25 #RelapseRecords #Review #Reviews #TypeONegative

  16. Author & Punisher – Nocturnal Birding Review

    By Dear Hollow

    Contrary to the plethora of one-man metal projects out there, Author & Punisher’s mastermind Tristan Shone, has always stayed on this side of innovative, consistently riding the line between apocalyptic/dystopian atmospheres and the heaviest electronics since Godflesh. Much like Igorrr’s Gautiere Serre, Shone’s genius has been just as much in song construction as instrument construction, having put his experience as a mechanical engineer to the configuration of his “drone machines” and “dub machines.” This skill has allowed Shone a flexibility in his compositions, with albums like Ursus Americanus and Beastland boasting formidable anthemic brutality, while the more subdued Melk en Honig and Krüller rely on sprawling atmospheres that feel as fiery as they are dense. Nocturnal Birding takes a unique concept and spins it for a trip down Riff Lane.

    A leaner and more concise album than even Beastland, Nocturnal Birding is another step from the transhumanism of Author & Punisher’s pedigree into more organic territory – although undoubtedly owing its success to its history. It steps outside Shone’s comfort zone, the composition of Nocturnal Birding revolving around the literal birdsongs of the tracks’ respective namesakes – in a metaphorical homage to the migrants crossing from Mexico to the US and the dangers they face. The album sees Krüller contributor and A Life Once Lost alum Doug Sabolick inducted as full-time guitarist, offering riffs and humanity alike throughout the album’s thirty-four-minute runtime. Revolving around a unique concept that never overstays its welcome, Nocturnal Birding is a romp through everything that makes Author & Punisher unique – and more.

    Shone’s dynamics have always been a force to be reckoned with, elevating his already crushing drone/doom/industrial attack to colossal proportions, and Nocturnal Birding is no exception. The introduction of the birdsong adds an intriguing texture to this dynamic, quirky melodics morphing into devastating waves of noise. Author & Punisher offers some of its most accessible content since Ursus Americanus, mammoth dub techno beats guiding the movement between these two extremes. Lulling listeners into a false sense of surreal melody only to blast out the speakers with intense sound, punishing tracks will get your head moving in slow motion weight (“Titanis,” “Black Storm Petrel”), more thoughtful compositions bathe you in off-kilter rhythms and reverb-laden pulses (“Titmouse,” “Titmice”), and crawling brooding flocks offer eerie environs of darkness with Shone’s Reznor- and Peter Steele-influenced cleans (“Meadowlark,” “Mute Swans,” “Thrush”).

    It would be tempting to say that if you’ve heard an Author & Punisher album before, you’ve probably heard what Nocturnal Birding has to offer – but 2025 finds the act sounding the most human they’ve ever been. While he exists as mainly supplemental, an added layer to the textured weight of the electronics, Doug Sabolick’s guitar shines as a razor-sharp counterweight to the sludgy downtuned electronic pulses (“Titmouse,” “Rook”) as well as a riffy force to be reckoned with (“Meadowlark,” “Thrush”). Furthermore, the live drums and simmering samples of Indonesian noise artist Kuntari in “Titanis” inject energy, the spoken word of Couch Slut’s Megan Oztrosits takes the creepy mood to haunting lows in “Mute Swans,” and the appearance of French industrial/sludge/death metal band Fange makes “Black Storm Petrel” one of the densest and most brutal tracks. Ultimately, while the synthetic and mechanical hallmarks are very much intact, the inclusion of live instruments adds a genuine feel to the proceedings – a trend that has likewise benefited Igorrr’s latest as the emphasis on solo machine-mongering has faltered.

    In his review for Krüller, the illustrious Kronos observed that Author & Punisher albums seem to alternate between anthemic and ambitious. Aside from the foundational birdsong incorporation, Nocturnal Birding finds Shone and company firmly embracing the former – but with a uniquely human touch. This album will mercilessly crush you in the same way Beastland and Ursus Americanus did, as well as the likes of influences Godflesh, Neurosis, and Nine Inch Nails have done for years, and in a way that proposes new avenues for Shone and Sabolick moving forward. Nocturnal Birding is a fist raised to the sky, a poetic eye cast to the wings above, and one hell of a statement.

    Rating: 4.0/5.0
    DR: N/A | Format Reviewed: STREAM
    Label: Relapse Records
    Websites: authorandpunisher.bandcamp.com | authorandpunisher.com | facebook.com/authorandpunisher
    Releases Worldwide: October 3rd, 2025

    #2025 #40 #ALifeOnceLost #AmericanMetal #AuthorPunisher #CouchSlut #DoomMetal #Drone #ElectronicMetal #Fange #Godflesh #Igorrr #IndustrialMetal #Kuntari #Neurosis #NineInchNails #NocturnalBirding #Noise #Oct25 #RelapseRecords #Review #Reviews #TypeONegative

  17. 1/2
    #Godflesh will be performing in Riga next Saturday (11 Oct). This is important. #JustinKBroadrick is not just one of the most trailblazing artists in metal, being a vocalist of the first #NapalmDeath album and starting the genre of industrial metal. But he is a true auteur of metal - a world where auteurism is very rare.

    youtube.com/watch?v=AoK7dPaGQ0

  18. Excellent beer drinking in front of the fire music.

  19. Swans – Birthing Review

    By Dear Hollow

    It’s hard to keep up with Swans. Since 1982, Michael Gira and company have cranked out sixteen studio albums, eight EPs, and ten live albums (not to mention all the compilations and side projects), influencing underground stalwarts like Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Neurosis, Godflesh, and Napalm Death, as well as more mainstream acts like Nirvana and Tool. No genre was safe, as noise rock, no-wave, industrial, sludge, post-punk, and post-rock were impacted in the process – yet Swans have always had their own inimitable and uncategorizable sound. In Gira’s words, “Swans are majestic, beautiful-looking creatures – with really ugly temperaments.” Seventeenth studio album Birthing, a supposed end to the big sound of Gira’s millennial reformation, is an affirmation of both why some love them and why others stay far away. Maybe the real Swans were the friends we made along the way.

    The path of Swans has been one of blending ugliness with a sheen of pristineness. They’ve had it all, from the ugly industrial sludge of Filth and Cop, the more regal industrial noise rock of Greed and Holy Money, the Gothic rock groovers of Children of God, the lush starkness of White Light from the Mouth of Infinity, the post-rock-imbued apocalyptic prophecies of The Great Annihilator and Soundtracks for the Blind, the trancelike 2010s comeback My Father Will Guide Me Up a Rope to the Sky, the formidably monolithic trilogy The Seer, To Be Kind, and The Glowing Man, to the minimalist folk-embedded Leaving Meaning and The Beggar. If you wanted to devote a week to the Swans discography, have at it. Or get into the process of Birthing.

    In spite of its higher focus on more acoustic textures and Michael Gira’s wild baritone, Swans’ use of repetition is a tether to which their grasp of reality is consistently mutilated, interspersed with moments of sparse accessibility. Seven tracks and nearly two hours of content greet the ears with repetition both nauseating and hypnotic, tracks undeniably modern-era Swans: folkier, more acoustic and organic, and retaining that trademark longwindedness and industrial/noise barb, shifting from mood to mood with ease. You’ll hear painful dissonance, ritualistic passages of pounding percussion, Gira’s unnerving vocal lines, and synth-heavy crystalline atmosphere exchanged across mammoth runtimes. Especially in the first act, ugly stretches stitch together more uncanny valley passages of accessibility, like a synth rock jam session with pulsing basslines (“I Am a Tower”), beautiful piano ballads graced by spidery melodies and Jennifer Gira’s haunting vocals (“Birthing,” “Guardian Spirit”), catchy little choral “bum bums” (“The Merge”), and instrumental ambient swells (“The Healers,” “(Rope) Away”).

    Gira and company find themselves in an odd predicament: in the shadow of their own influence. Swans has smartly focused on more acoustic and organic textures with their most recent releases, but in comparison to the 80’s and 90’s, and even the 2010s, Birthing cannot hold a candle. No one can do music like Swans, but it feels as though the trilogy of The Seer, To Be Kind, and The Glowing Man was Tsar Bomba, and every subsequent release has been the fallout. Likewise, the raining ash of Birthing is lethal, unnerving, and undeniably Swans, but it doesn’t feel as monumental. The only track that feels crucial is the absolute fever-dream “The Merge” in its wholehearted dive into the abyss. Each track features Swans-isms that sear themselves into your brain if you let them, but therein, very few moments justify why you should devote two hours to listening to them – especially if you are not a fan to begin with. Their focus has never been to be catchy, impress with riffs, or go wild with novelty – as such, the trademark tapestries of droning dissonance (“I Am a Tower,” “Guardian Spirit”), free jazz/industrial noise explosions (“The Merge”) are just difficult – aside from Swans’ inability to edit.

    I may be Swans lone apologist at AMG HQ, and maybe I’m insane for it. Birthing is nowhere near the influence of its predecessors – while retaining that noise and industrial sneer throughout, it’s a far more gentle album than the ugly classics of the band’s heyday. However, it’s probably the best of its era, blending its bad temperament with its more post-rock atmospheres and semi-accessible passages that keep listeners this close to insanity. That being said, it’s still Swans. And a whole lot of Swans. Two hours of Swans. Yay/ugh.

    Rating: 3.5/5.0
    DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
    Label: Young God Records
    Websites: swans.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/SwansOfficial
    Releases Worldwide: May 30th, 2025

    #2025 #35 #Ambient #AmericanMetal #Birthing #Experimental #ExperimentalAmbient #FreeJazz #Godflesh #GodspeedYouBlackEmperor #Industrial #May25 #NapalmDeath #Neurosis #Nirvana #NoWave #Noise #NoiseRock #NonMetal #PostRock #postPunk #Review #Reviews #SludgeMetal #Swans #Tool #YoungGodRecords

  20. Swans – Birthing Review

    By Dear Hollow

    It’s hard to keep up with Swans. Since 1982, Michael Gira and company have cranked out sixteen studio albums, eight EPs, and ten live albums (not to mention all the compilations and side projects), influencing underground stalwarts like Godspeed You! Black Emperor, Neurosis, Godflesh, and Napalm Death, as well as more mainstream acts like Nirvana and Tool. No genre was safe, as noise rock, no-wave, industrial, sludge, post-punk, and post-rock were impacted in the process – yet Swans have always had their own inimitable and uncategorizable sound. In Gira’s words, “Swans are majestic, beautiful-looking creatures – with really ugly temperaments.” Seventeenth studio album Birthing, a supposed end to the big sound of Gira’s millennial reformation, is an affirmation of both why some love them and why others stay far away. Maybe the real Swans were the friends we made along the way.

    The path of Swans has been one of blending ugliness with a sheen of pristineness. They’ve had it all, from the ugly industrial sludge of Filth and Cop, the more regal industrial noise rock of Greed and Holy Money, the Gothic rock groovers of Children of God, the lush starkness of White Light from the Mouth of Infinity, the post-rock-imbued apocalyptic prophecies of The Great Annihilator and Soundtracks for the Blind, the trancelike 2010s comeback My Father Will Guide Me Up a Rope to the Sky, the formidably monolithic trilogy The Seer, To Be Kind, and The Glowing Man, to the minimalist folk-embedded Leaving Meaning and The Beggar. If you wanted to devote a week to the Swans discography, have at it. Or get into the process of Birthing.

    In spite of its higher focus on more acoustic textures and Michael Gira’s wild baritone, Swans’ use of repetition is a tether to which their grasp of reality is consistently mutilated, interspersed with moments of sparse accessibility. Seven tracks and nearly two hours of content greet the ears with repetition both nauseating and hypnotic, tracks undeniably modern-era Swans: folkier, more acoustic and organic, and retaining that trademark longwindedness and industrial/noise barb, shifting from mood to mood with ease. You’ll hear painful dissonance, ritualistic passages of pounding percussion, Gira’s unnerving vocal lines, and synth-heavy crystalline atmosphere exchanged across mammoth runtimes. Especially in the first act, ugly stretches stitch together more uncanny valley passages of accessibility, like a synth rock jam session with pulsing basslines (“I Am a Tower”), beautiful piano ballads graced by spidery melodies and Jennifer Gira’s haunting vocals (“Birthing,” “Guardian Spirit”), catchy little choral “bum bums” (“The Merge”), and instrumental ambient swells (“The Healers,” “(Rope) Away”).

    Gira and company find themselves in an odd predicament: in the shadow of their own influence. Swans has smartly focused on more acoustic and organic textures with their most recent releases, but in comparison to the 80’s and 90’s, and even the 2010s, Birthing cannot hold a candle. No one can do music like Swans, but it feels as though the trilogy of The Seer, To Be Kind, and The Glowing Man was Tsar Bomba, and every subsequent release has been the fallout. Likewise, the raining ash of Birthing is lethal, unnerving, and undeniably Swans, but it doesn’t feel as monumental. The only track that feels crucial is the absolute fever-dream “The Merge” in its wholehearted dive into the abyss. Each track features Swans-isms that sear themselves into your brain if you let them, but therein, very few moments justify why you should devote two hours to listening to them – especially if you are not a fan to begin with. Their focus has never been to be catchy, impress with riffs, or go wild with novelty – as such, the trademark tapestries of droning dissonance (“I Am a Tower,” “Guardian Spirit”), free jazz/industrial noise explosions (“The Merge”) are just difficult – aside from Swans’ inability to edit.

    I may be Swans lone apologist at AMG HQ, and maybe I’m insane for it. Birthing is nowhere near the influence of its predecessors – while retaining that noise and industrial sneer throughout, it’s a far more gentle album than the ugly classics of the band’s heyday. However, it’s probably the best of its era, blending its bad temperament with its more post-rock atmospheres and semi-accessible passages that keep listeners this close to insanity. That being said, it’s still Swans. And a whole lot of Swans. Two hours of Swans. Yay/ugh.

    Rating: 3.5/5.0
    DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
    Label: Young God Records
    Websites: swans.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/SwansOfficial
    Releases Worldwide: May 30th, 2025

    #2025 #35 #Ambient #AmericanMetal #Birthing #Experimental #ExperimentalAmbient #FreeJazz #Godflesh #GodspeedYouBlackEmperor #Industrial #May25 #NapalmDeath #Neurosis #Nirvana #NoWave #Noise #NoiseRock #NonMetal #PostRock #postPunk #Review #Reviews #SludgeMetal #Swans #Tool #YoungGodRecords

  21. Meatwound – Macho Review

    By Tyme

    I was shocked when my helmet light sputtered out while spelunking some of the sump pit’s darker, less-traveled caverns recently. As I waited for my eyes to adjust to the gloom, I noticed something bright and pink glimmering in a recess of mossy rock. That ‘something’ was Macho, the fourth album from Tampa, Florida’s hardcore sludge noise-mongers Meatwound, and I used its luminescent shimmer to help guide me back to headquarters. Outside of the great band name and cover art giving me strong Warhol meets Boris vibes, I wasn’t familiar with Meatwound and their wares, so I researched. I read a few interviews, dug into the back catalog, and worked my way up from Meatwound‘s 2015 debut, Addio, to 2017’s Largo and then 2019’s Culero, replete with cool Vincent Locke cover art. I learned that Meatwound, aside from churning through drummers like Spinal Tap,1 like to expand their sound on each release without betraying their roots. I sat down, explorations complete, to give Macho a spin, wondering what wrinkle of the Meatwound sound had evolved this time.

    Meatwound generally plays a form of hardcore-tinged, boisterously dissonant noise-rock that, on Macho specifically, is combined with some electronic industrialism. Once best described as a mix of The Jesus Lizard and Sepultura, Meatwound themselves aren’t sure what they sound like these days and are content, even amused, to hear what bands the critics and fans compare them to. For my money, think what a collaboration between Unsane, Whores., and Godflesh might sound like, and you’d be in the ballpark here. The core of Meatwound‘s sound remains rooted in Mariano Iglesias’ driving, punky bass lines coalescing with the dissonantly noisy chords and riffs of Ari Barros’ garage-band-on-GHB guitar work, and there’s plenty of both on Macho (“Mount Vermin,” “Europa”). But there are also pulse-pounding synth beats, percussive samples, and some power electronics (“Barking Dogs As Plot Device”) at play that, when added to the mighty, hardcore-esque roars of Daniel Wallace and the steady-handed pounding of new drummer Dimitri Stoyanov, make it tough to beat Meatwound for blunt-force trauma. Interestingly, the hybrid tracks on Macho, molding the old ways with the new approach, are most compelling.

    Building off Culero‘s experimental track “Elders,” Macho‘s expansion into the industrial reflects a Meatwound that’s doing what they want, listeners be damned. Album opener “Compressed Hell” introduces us to Meatwound‘s hybrid experiment right out of the gate, as it builds off of pulsing synths with layers of stick-snapping tom beats and Dan’s screaming snarls before transitioning into full Meatwound mode, a cacophonous swirl of noisy riffs, drums, and punchy bass. Similarly constructed and even more effective is the album highlight “Frank Stallone.” A most Godfleshic track that starts with deeply ominous synth tones, delicately percussive samples, and Dan’s aggressive, vacuous shouts before blowing up like a trailer park meth lab in explosions of beasty bass, swirling dissonance, and dentist-drill guitar shrieks; a perfect example of how Meatwound can successfully mix the two elements like mad chemists, yet not all the elixirs worked.

    Two and a half minutes of Macho‘s preciously short thirty-three-minute runtime don’t land, tipping the experimental scales too far. “Barking Dog As Plot Device” is two minutes of a statically constant, power-industrial noise tone accentuated with periodic, heartbeat-like, bassy synth beats underneath Dan’s wailing hardcore shouts. The track seemed out of place and distracting but not as off-putting or momentum-disrupting as the thirty-one-second “Chunk”2 which, as far as I can tell, is either some random field recording or otherwise meaningless electronically created bit. Produced by Ryan Boesch, who also owns and operates freshly launched label partner Threat Collection Records, Macho is loud. However, the mix and master fits Meatwound‘s style and harnesses their chaotic energy effectively.

    Made up of former members of acts like Combatwoundedveteran, The Holy Mountain, and Headless Dogs, Meatwound has spent the better part of a decade carving their niche into the metalverse. By and large, and in exponential fashion, they’ve succeeded. With no real expectations, I was pleasantly surprised by Meatwound’s Macho, and aside from a couple of minor missteps, it works. It’s worth a listen, and, if nothing else, Macho‘s hot-pink aesthetic might help guide you out of any unexpected darkness you might find yourself in.

    Rating: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Threat Collection Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Meatwound.com
    Releases Worldwide: May 9th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #Godflesh #Hardcore #Industrial #Macho #May25 #Meatwound #NoiseRock #Review #ThreatCollectionRecords #Unsane #Whores_

  22. It's Justin K Broadrick Sunday!

    Started off with some Jesu, but finishing with Godflesh and Fall of Because.

    This dude is a legend.

    🤘

  23. There's always a single song that creates the idea of a #music genre in your head.
    So, when someone asks "What is #Industrial #PostMetal realized as a single mood?"
    And it's this by #Godflesh
    And don't even get me started about Jesu ok?

    godfleshband.bandcamp.com/trac

  24. My extreme music contribution to this week's #ThursdayFiveList #TheShadows

    1. Mastodon (obviously!) - Shadows That Move
    youtu.be/L0uol_Y_yNs

    2. Umbra Vitae - Shadow of Life (massively underrated record)
    youtu.be/i0qZpjuzThE

    3. Integrity - Through the Shadows of Forever
    youtu.be/rUlXzywnD6o

    4. Godflesh - In Your Shadow
    youtu.be/ZDueCODk23E

    5. Doomriders - We Live In the Shadows
    youtu.be/cOaOkhCC0ys

    #UmbraVitae #Integrity #Godflesh #Doomriders

  25. My favourite albums of 2023 so far are:

    1. Metallica - 72 Seasons
    2. Blur - The Ballad of Darren
    3. Godflesh - Purge
    4. Paul Gilbert - The Dio Album
    5. Foo Fighters - But Here We Are

    What are some of yours? Share in this thread.

    #music #metallica #blur #godflesh #paulgilbert #foofighters

  26. Hey #seattle #music fans! I have 2 tickets to the #Godflesh show at El Corazon tonight and won't been using them 😭

    If anyone would love to see that show, let me know and I will transfer them to ya!