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  1. Graveripper – From Welkin to Tundra Review

    By Tyme

    Hoosier hellraisers Graveripper have been spewing their brand of blackened thrash on the streets and in the back alleys of Indianapolis since 2019. Their 2023 debut album, Seasons Dreaming Death, was covered favorably here by our dear friend Holdeneye, and while it didn’t receive one of Holdy’s famous 4.0s, it did put a ‘big, dumb smile’ on his face nonetheless, proving Graveripper had potential. Divested of all his Seasons Dreaming Death bandmates, guitarist and vocalist Corey Parks partnered with new bassist Steve Garcia and drummer Nick James to soldier on as a trio. And so, with their stable label partner, Wise Blood Records, still in tow, Graveripper prepare to release their sophomore effort, From Welkin to Tundra. Parks’ decision to wipe Graveripper’s slate clean and bring in fresh blood so soon was a bold move, but it made me curious what impact it would have on their sound. Is From Welkin to Tundra the ‘truly savage’ thing Holdeneye felt Graveripper capable of, or will this new iteration require further gestation?

    As evidenced by the wickedly bleak Adam Burke cover art and Carpathian Forestry of instrumental intro “Welkin, Now Tundra,” it’s clear Graveripper leaned further into the black. Still, there’s plenty of straightforward thrashery afoot, as Parks fires off a plethora of furiously fast riffs, his vocal barks, shouts, growls, and rasps sounding as vicious as ever. Beneath the surface, Steve Garcia’s bass rumbles and runs as Nick James straight d-beats his way through most of From Welkin to Tundra’s thirty-three minutes, capably corralling the craziness. Midwest mates Midnight and Wraith still hold as valid comparators (“Death’s Cold Embrace”), however, darkened mists of Aura Noir (“New Gods, New Masters”) blended with punky clouds of Darkthrone and shades of dissonant Dissection (“…And Now It’s Dark”) serve to complete the black metal side of Graveripper’s blackened thrash equation, as they manage to merge the two elements of their songwriting more cohesively than on the debut, lending From Welkin to Tundra a better sense of balance and consistency.

    What Graveripper’s From Welkin to Tundra lacks in complexity is made up for in execution. ‘Simple is as simple does’ is the motto that carries the day for early highlights “Bring Upon Pain” and “Hexenhammer,” the former’s rapid-fire riffing and old-school Kreator vibe, combining with the latter’s blackened tremolos, harmonic leads, and vicious vocals, creating the basis for success. Yet, for my money, it’s the very Megadethic melodicism of the leads and speeds of “Bullet Laden Crown,” in tandem with the absolutely blistering riff-fest that is “Burning Barren Plains,” that not only end the record on a high note but are two of my favorite tracks on the album. Niko Albanese and Joe Causey provide vastly improved mixing and mastering, respectively, enhancing the consonance among tracks, improving the flow, and alleviating many of the production woes that impacted Seasons Dreaming Death.


    As improved a unit as Graveripper presents here, especially considering the near-complete scrubbing of its membership, there were a couple of things on From Welkin to Dusk that left me wanting. First, and this is a minor issue of pacing, is the lull I continuously experienced in the run of songs from “Death’s Cold Embrace” to “Hounds of Hell,” each track adhering to a straight thrash riff-riff-run-and-done approach that bleeds the three tracks together before returning to more blackened climes on “New Gods, New Masters.” Second, there’s a dearth of shred on offer that I definitely would have liked to hear more of. Parks’ broadening solo skills shine bright on the horizons of “Bring Upon Pain” and “Burning Barren Plains,” but aside from a very brief foray on “Hounds of Hell,” From Welkin to Dusk is void of solo work, an element that, if effectively incorporated, could push Graveripper to the next level.

    It’s nice to highlight that there’s more to Indiana than corn and The 500, as Graveripper, alongside bands like Wraith, Wolftooth, and others, continue to shine in a solid Hoosier metal scene. From Welkin to Dusk is a formidable step in the right direction for Graveripper. I’m hopeful this lineup will maintain its continuity, as I am sure, with a little more high-tone shred poured in, they’re capable of loftier levels of lethality. For now, I encourage you to take From Welkin to Dusk for a spin and don’t stop at my numerical score because this thing is, in fact, good!

    Score: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Wise Blood Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook | Instagram
    Releases Worldwide: October 17th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AuraNoir #BlackMetal #CarpathianForest #Darkthrone #FromWelkinToDusk #GraveRipper #Midnight #Oct25 #Review #ThrashMetal #WiseBloodRecords #Wraith

  2. Graveripper – From Welkin to Tundra Review

    By Tyme

    Hoosier hellraisers Graveripper have been spewing their brand of blackened thrash on the streets and in the back alleys of Indianapolis since 2019. Their 2023 debut album, Seasons Dreaming Death, was covered favorably here by our dear friend Holdeneye, and while it didn’t receive one of Holdy’s famous 4.0s, it did put a ‘big, dumb smile’ on his face nonetheless, proving Graveripper had potential. Divested of all his Seasons Dreaming Death bandmates, guitarist and vocalist Corey Parks partnered with new bassist Steve Garcia and drummer Nick James to soldier on as a trio. And so, with their stable label partner, Wise Blood Records, still in tow, Graveripper prepare to release their sophomore effort, From Welkin to Tundra. Parks’ decision to wipe Graveripper’s slate clean and bring in fresh blood so soon was a bold move, but it made me curious what impact it would have on their sound. Is From Welkin to Tundra the ‘truly savage’ thing Holdeneye felt Graveripper capable of, or will this new iteration require further gestation?

    As evidenced by the wickedly bleak Adam Burke cover art and Carpathian Forestry of instrumental intro “Welkin, Now Tundra,” it’s clear Graveripper leaned further into the black. Still, there’s plenty of straightforward thrashery afoot, as Parks fires off a plethora of furiously fast riffs, his vocal barks, shouts, growls, and rasps sounding as vicious as ever. Beneath the surface, Steve Garcia’s bass rumbles and runs as Nick James straight d-beats his way through most of From Welkin to Tundra’s thirty-three minutes, capably corralling the craziness. Midwest mates Midnight and Wraith still hold as valid comparators (“Death’s Cold Embrace”), however, darkened mists of Aura Noir (“New Gods, New Masters”) blended with punky clouds of Darkthrone and shades of dissonant Dissection (“…And Now It’s Dark”) serve to complete the black metal side of Graveripper’s blackened thrash equation, as they manage to merge the two elements of their songwriting more cohesively than on the debut, lending From Welkin to Tundra a better sense of balance and consistency.

    What Graveripper’s From Welkin to Tundra lacks in complexity is made up for in execution. ‘Simple is as simple does’ is the motto that carries the day for early highlights “Bring Upon Pain” and “Hexenhammer,” the former’s rapid-fire riffing and old-school Kreator vibe, combining with the latter’s blackened tremolos, harmonic leads, and vicious vocals, creating the basis for success. Yet, for my money, it’s the very Megadethic melodicism of the leads and speeds of “Bullet Laden Crown,” in tandem with the absolutely blistering riff-fest that is “Burning Barren Plains,” that not only end the record on a high note but are two of my favorite tracks on the album. Niko Albanese and Joe Causey provide vastly improved mixing and mastering, respectively, enhancing the consonance among tracks, improving the flow, and alleviating many of the production woes that impacted Seasons Dreaming Death.


    As improved a unit as Graveripper presents here, especially considering the near-complete scrubbing of its membership, there were a couple of things on From Welkin to Dusk that left me wanting. First, and this is a minor issue of pacing, is the lull I continuously experienced in the run of songs from “Death’s Cold Embrace” to “Hounds of Hell,” each track adhering to a straight thrash riff-riff-run-and-done approach that bleeds the three tracks together before returning to more blackened climes on “New Gods, New Masters.” Second, there’s a dearth of shred on offer that I definitely would have liked to hear more of. Parks’ broadening solo skills shine bright on the horizons of “Bring Upon Pain” and “Burning Barren Plains,” but aside from a very brief foray on “Hounds of Hell,” From Welkin to Dusk is void of solo work, an element that, if effectively incorporated, could push Graveripper to the next level.

    It’s nice to highlight that there’s more to Indiana than corn and The 500, as Graveripper, alongside bands like Wraith, Wolftooth, and others, continue to shine in a solid Hoosier metal scene. From Welkin to Dusk is a formidable step in the right direction for Graveripper. I’m hopeful this lineup will maintain its continuity, as I am sure, with a little more high-tone shred poured in, they’re capable of loftier levels of lethality. For now, I encourage you to take From Welkin to Dusk for a spin and don’t stop at my numerical score because this thing is, in fact, good!

    Score: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Wise Blood Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook | Instagram
    Releases Worldwide: October 17th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AuraNoir #BlackMetal #CarpathianForest #Darkthrone #FromWelkinToDusk #GraveRipper #Midnight #Oct25 #Review #ThrashMetal #WiseBloodRecords #Wraith

  3. Graveripper – From Welkin to Tundra Review

    By Tyme

    Hoosier hellraisers Graveripper have been spewing their brand of blackened thrash on the streets and in the back alleys of Indianapolis since 2019. Their 2023 debut album, Seasons Dreaming Death, was covered favorably here by our dear friend Holdeneye, and while it didn’t receive one of Holdy’s famous 4.0s, it did put a ‘big, dumb smile’ on his face nonetheless, proving Graveripper had potential. Divested of all his Seasons Dreaming Death bandmates, guitarist and vocalist Corey Parks partnered with new bassist Steve Garcia and drummer Nick James to soldier on as a trio. And so, with their stable label partner, Wise Blood Records, still in tow, Graveripper prepare to release their sophomore effort, From Welkin to Tundra. Parks’ decision to wipe Graveripper’s slate clean and bring in fresh blood so soon was a bold move, but it made me curious what impact it would have on their sound. Is From Welkin to Tundra the ‘truly savage’ thing Holdeneye felt Graveripper capable of, or will this new iteration require further gestation?

    As evidenced by the wickedly bleak Adam Burke cover art and Carpathian Forestry of instrumental intro “Welkin, Now Tundra,” it’s clear Graveripper leaned further into the black. Still, there’s plenty of straightforward thrashery afoot, as Parks fires off a plethora of furiously fast riffs, his vocal barks, shouts, growls, and rasps sounding as vicious as ever. Beneath the surface, Steve Garcia’s bass rumbles and runs as Nick James straight d-beats his way through most of From Welkin to Tundra’s thirty-three minutes, capably corralling the craziness. Midwest mates Midnight and Wraith still hold as valid comparators (“Death’s Cold Embrace”), however, darkened mists of Aura Noir (“New Gods, New Masters”) blended with punky clouds of Darkthrone and shades of dissonant Dissection (“…And Now It’s Dark”) serve to complete the black metal side of Graveripper’s blackened thrash equation, as they manage to merge the two elements of their songwriting more cohesively than on the debut, lending From Welkin to Tundra a better sense of balance and consistency.

    What Graveripper’s From Welkin to Tundra lacks in complexity is made up for in execution. ‘Simple is as simple does’ is the motto that carries the day for early highlights “Bring Upon Pain” and “Hexenhammer,” the former’s rapid-fire riffing and old-school Kreator vibe, combining with the latter’s blackened tremolos, harmonic leads, and vicious vocals, creating the basis for success. Yet, for my money, it’s the very Megadethic melodicism of the leads and speeds of “Bullet Laden Crown,” in tandem with the absolutely blistering riff-fest that is “Burning Barren Plains,” that not only end the record on a high note but are two of my favorite tracks on the album. Niko Albanese and Joe Causey provide vastly improved mixing and mastering, respectively, enhancing the consonance among tracks, improving the flow, and alleviating many of the production woes that impacted Seasons Dreaming Death.


    As improved a unit as Graveripper presents here, especially considering the near-complete scrubbing of its membership, there were a couple of things on From Welkin to Dusk that left me wanting. First, and this is a minor issue of pacing, is the lull I continuously experienced in the run of songs from “Death’s Cold Embrace” to “Hounds of Hell,” each track adhering to a straight thrash riff-riff-run-and-done approach that bleeds the three tracks together before returning to more blackened climes on “New Gods, New Masters.” Second, there’s a dearth of shred on offer that I definitely would have liked to hear more of. Parks’ broadening solo skills shine bright on the horizons of “Bring Upon Pain” and “Burning Barren Plains,” but aside from a very brief foray on “Hounds of Hell,” From Welkin to Dusk is void of solo work, an element that, if effectively incorporated, could push Graveripper to the next level.

    It’s nice to highlight that there’s more to Indiana than corn and The 500, as Graveripper, alongside bands like Wraith, Wolftooth, and others, continue to shine in a solid Hoosier metal scene. From Welkin to Dusk is a formidable step in the right direction for Graveripper. I’m hopeful this lineup will maintain its continuity, as I am sure, with a little more high-tone shred poured in, they’re capable of loftier levels of lethality. For now, I encourage you to take From Welkin to Dusk for a spin and don’t stop at my numerical score because this thing is, in fact, good!

    Score: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Wise Blood Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook | Instagram
    Releases Worldwide: October 17th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AuraNoir #BlackMetal #CarpathianForest #Darkthrone #FromWelkinToDusk #GraveRipper #Midnight #Oct25 #Review #ThrashMetal #WiseBloodRecords #Wraith

  4. Graveripper – From Welkin to Tundra Review

    By Tyme

    Hoosier hellraisers Graveripper have been spewing their brand of blackened thrash on the streets and in the back alleys of Indianapolis since 2019. Their 2023 debut album, Seasons Dreaming Death, was covered favorably here by our dear friend Holdeneye, and while it didn’t receive one of Holdy’s famous 4.0s, it did put a ‘big, dumb smile’ on his face nonetheless, proving Graveripper had potential. Divested of all his Seasons Dreaming Death bandmates, guitarist and vocalist Corey Parks partnered with new bassist Steve Garcia and drummer Nick James to soldier on as a trio. And so, with their stable label partner, Wise Blood Records, still in tow, Graveripper prepare to release their sophomore effort, From Welkin to Tundra. Parks’ decision to wipe Graveripper’s slate clean and bring in fresh blood so soon was a bold move, but it made me curious what impact it would have on their sound. Is From Welkin to Tundra the ‘truly savage’ thing Holdeneye felt Graveripper capable of, or will this new iteration require further gestation?

    As evidenced by the wickedly bleak Adam Burke cover art and Carpathian Forestry of instrumental intro “Welkin, Now Tundra,” it’s clear Graveripper leaned further into the black. Still, there’s plenty of straightforward thrashery afoot, as Parks fires off a plethora of furiously fast riffs, his vocal barks, shouts, growls, and rasps sounding as vicious as ever. Beneath the surface, Steve Garcia’s bass rumbles and runs as Nick James straight d-beats his way through most of From Welkin to Tundra’s thirty-three minutes, capably corralling the craziness. Midwest mates Midnight and Wraith still hold as valid comparators (“Death’s Cold Embrace”), however, darkened mists of Aura Noir (“New Gods, New Masters”) blended with punky clouds of Darkthrone and shades of dissonant Dissection (“…And Now It’s Dark”) serve to complete the black metal side of Graveripper’s blackened thrash equation, as they manage to merge the two elements of their songwriting more cohesively than on the debut, lending From Welkin to Tundra a better sense of balance and consistency.

    What Graveripper’s From Welkin to Tundra lacks in complexity is made up for in execution. ‘Simple is as simple does’ is the motto that carries the day for early highlights “Bring Upon Pain” and “Hexenhammer,” the former’s rapid-fire riffing and old-school Kreator vibe, combining with the latter’s blackened tremolos, harmonic leads, and vicious vocals, creating the basis for success. Yet, for my money, it’s the very Megadethic melodicism of the leads and speeds of “Bullet Laden Crown,” in tandem with the absolutely blistering riff-fest that is “Burning Barren Plains,” that not only end the record on a high note but are two of my favorite tracks on the album. Niko Albanese and Joe Causey provide vastly improved mixing and mastering, respectively, enhancing the consonance among tracks, improving the flow, and alleviating many of the production woes that impacted Seasons Dreaming Death.


    As improved a unit as Graveripper presents here, especially considering the near-complete scrubbing of its membership, there were a couple of things on From Welkin to Dusk that left me wanting. First, and this is a minor issue of pacing, is the lull I continuously experienced in the run of songs from “Death’s Cold Embrace” to “Hounds of Hell,” each track adhering to a straight thrash riff-riff-run-and-done approach that bleeds the three tracks together before returning to more blackened climes on “New Gods, New Masters.” Second, there’s a dearth of shred on offer that I definitely would have liked to hear more of. Parks’ broadening solo skills shine bright on the horizons of “Bring Upon Pain” and “Burning Barren Plains,” but aside from a very brief foray on “Hounds of Hell,” From Welkin to Dusk is void of solo work, an element that, if effectively incorporated, could push Graveripper to the next level.

    It’s nice to highlight that there’s more to Indiana than corn and The 500, as Graveripper, alongside bands like Wraith, Wolftooth, and others, continue to shine in a solid Hoosier metal scene. From Welkin to Dusk is a formidable step in the right direction for Graveripper. I’m hopeful this lineup will maintain its continuity, as I am sure, with a little more high-tone shred poured in, they’re capable of loftier levels of lethality. For now, I encourage you to take From Welkin to Dusk for a spin and don’t stop at my numerical score because this thing is, in fact, good!

    Score: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Wise Blood Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook | Instagram
    Releases Worldwide: October 17th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AuraNoir #BlackMetal #CarpathianForest #Darkthrone #FromWelkinToDusk #GraveRipper #Midnight #Oct25 #Review #ThrashMetal #WiseBloodRecords #Wraith

  5. Graveripper – From Welkin to Tundra Review

    By Tyme

    Hoosier hellraisers Graveripper have been spewing their brand of blackened thrash on the streets and in the back alleys of Indianapolis since 2019. Their 2023 debut album, Seasons Dreaming Death, was covered favorably here by our dear friend Holdeneye, and while it didn’t receive one of Holdy’s famous 4.0s, it did put a ‘big, dumb smile’ on his face nonetheless, proving Graveripper had potential. Divested of all his Seasons Dreaming Death bandmates, guitarist and vocalist Corey Parks partnered with new bassist Steve Garcia and drummer Nick James to soldier on as a trio. And so, with their stable label partner, Wise Blood Records, still in tow, Graveripper prepare to release their sophomore effort, From Welkin to Tundra. Parks’ decision to wipe Graveripper’s slate clean and bring in fresh blood so soon was a bold move, but it made me curious what impact it would have on their sound. Is From Welkin to Tundra the ‘truly savage’ thing Holdeneye felt Graveripper capable of, or will this new iteration require further gestation?

    As evidenced by the wickedly bleak Adam Burke cover art and Carpathian Forestry of instrumental intro “Welkin, Now Tundra,” it’s clear Graveripper leaned further into the black. Still, there’s plenty of straightforward thrashery afoot, as Parks fires off a plethora of furiously fast riffs, his vocal barks, shouts, growls, and rasps sounding as vicious as ever. Beneath the surface, Steve Garcia’s bass rumbles and runs as Nick James straight d-beats his way through most of From Welkin to Tundra’s thirty-three minutes, capably corralling the craziness. Midwest mates Midnight and Wraith still hold as valid comparators (“Death’s Cold Embrace”), however, darkened mists of Aura Noir (“New Gods, New Masters”) blended with punky clouds of Darkthrone and shades of dissonant Dissection (“…And Now It’s Dark”) serve to complete the black metal side of Graveripper’s blackened thrash equation, as they manage to merge the two elements of their songwriting more cohesively than on the debut, lending From Welkin to Tundra a better sense of balance and consistency.

    What Graveripper’s From Welkin to Tundra lacks in complexity is made up for in execution. ‘Simple is as simple does’ is the motto that carries the day for early highlights “Bring Upon Pain” and “Hexenhammer,” the former’s rapid-fire riffing and old-school Kreator vibe, combining with the latter’s blackened tremolos, harmonic leads, and vicious vocals, creating the basis for success. Yet, for my money, it’s the very Megadethic melodicism of the leads and speeds of “Bullet Laden Crown,” in tandem with the absolutely blistering riff-fest that is “Burning Barren Plains,” that not only end the record on a high note but are two of my favorite tracks on the album. Niko Albanese and Joe Causey provide vastly improved mixing and mastering, respectively, enhancing the consonance among tracks, improving the flow, and alleviating many of the production woes that impacted Seasons Dreaming Death.


    As improved a unit as Graveripper presents here, especially considering the near-complete scrubbing of its membership, there were a couple of things on From Welkin to Dusk that left me wanting. First, and this is a minor issue of pacing, is the lull I continuously experienced in the run of songs from “Death’s Cold Embrace” to “Hounds of Hell,” each track adhering to a straight thrash riff-riff-run-and-done approach that bleeds the three tracks together before returning to more blackened climes on “New Gods, New Masters.” Second, there’s a dearth of shred on offer that I definitely would have liked to hear more of. Parks’ broadening solo skills shine bright on the horizons of “Bring Upon Pain” and “Burning Barren Plains,” but aside from a very brief foray on “Hounds of Hell,” From Welkin to Dusk is void of solo work, an element that, if effectively incorporated, could push Graveripper to the next level.

    It’s nice to highlight that there’s more to Indiana than corn and The 500, as Graveripper, alongside bands like Wraith, Wolftooth, and others, continue to shine in a solid Hoosier metal scene. From Welkin to Dusk is a formidable step in the right direction for Graveripper. I’m hopeful this lineup will maintain its continuity, as I am sure, with a little more high-tone shred poured in, they’re capable of loftier levels of lethality. For now, I encourage you to take From Welkin to Dusk for a spin and don’t stop at my numerical score because this thing is, in fact, good!

    Score: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Wise Blood Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook | Instagram
    Releases Worldwide: October 17th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AuraNoir #BlackMetal #CarpathianForest #Darkthrone #FromWelkinToDusk #GraveRipper #Midnight #Oct25 #Review #ThrashMetal #WiseBloodRecords #Wraith

  6. Unfortunately, I fell behind a bit with #DDnD
    So here we have number 4: #wraith
    We had an encounter with one of these when we explored the mansion the mayor had just gifted us ever so kindly. It turns out the place was haunted. (Mayor did not warn us.) And the worst of the lot was Runchard, the evil head of staff, who had turned the rest of the staff into undead to serve him. He drained our poor rogue of his life force! Not a nice guy.
    #pencildrawing

  7. Atomic Witch – Death Etiquette Review

    By Tyme

    Cleveland, Ohio’s death thrash quintet, Atomic Witch, began as Bulk & Skull in 2012—a nod to the comic relief duo from Mighty Morphin Power Rangers—before changing their moniker in 2016. After releasing a few singles and EPs, Atomic Witch partnered with Redefining Darkness Records and producer Dan “The Man” Swanö for their debut album, Crypt of Sleepless Malice, in 2022, which created a splash in the death thrash pool with its visceral riffs, horror-themed lyrics, and completely unhinged vocals. Three years of lessons learned later, Atomic Witch and new producer Noah Buchanan (Nunslaughter, Solipsist) at Cleveland’s Mercinary Studios have reopened the crypt to unleash sophomore effort, Death Etiquette, upon the phantasmic masses. Do these Midwest marauders have what it takes to infect a crowded scene even further, or should we stake this vampire’s heart now and slam the coffin door shut?

    As Death Etiquette comes not only crashing through but completely mangling the gate, it’s clear Atomic Witch hasn’t tweaked their formula. In just over two minutes, album opener “Morgue Rat” packs everything Atomic Witch does well into one brief, bristling bruiser. Frenetically furious riffing melded with drummer Nick Amato’s (Axioma) rolls and fills hit you right between the beady eyes before the track settles into a nice, mid-paced chug-a-lug. Like Stallone turning his trucker hat around in Over the Top, when singer Nick Martinis pulls his neon green ski mask down over his face, shit’s about to get real, and when he delivers the very cheeky Drowning Pool-ish line “Let the bodies hit the morgue,” it’s also clear Atomic Witch don’t take themselves too seriously. New bassist David McJunkins’ low-end rumblings, in conjunction with Amato’s battery, keep the frantic riffs and twisted solos of Jesse Shattuck and Jonah Meister in check. Death Etiquette delivers short and sweet thrash first and foremost, falling somewhere amidst the sonic Bermuda triangle of Slayer, Forbidden, and Xoth. At the same time, there are sprinkles of Sentient Horror-like death (“Of Flesh and Chrome”) and a little bit of black metallicism (“Dream Rot”) boiling in Atomic Witch’s cauldron. Performances reign supreme here, and it’s the vocal pyrotechnics that take center stage.

    Eschewing the punkier, more straightforward approach of fellow Midwest acts like Midnight and Wraith, Atomic Witch differentiate through the crazed vocal tandem of Martinis and Shattuck. Betwixt the two, Martinis carries the bulk of the responsibility, and his snarly screams—reminiscent of Havok’s David Sanchez—bring some extra lethality to the material and highlight the catchy choruses (“Morgue Rat,” “Worms and Dirt”). While the completely bonkers, high-pitched, full-throated power falsettos—landing within Rob Halford, King Diamond, and Mark Osegueda territory—and deep, guttural growls of Shattuck serve as an insane accompaniment to Martinis’ raspy delivery (“Death Edging (Come to the Light)”). Both coalesce perfectly on my favorite track, and album closer “Vicious Mistress,” a Venom song title if ever there was one. Carrying over from the debut’s “Love Curse,” the track features a swaggering groove composed of bendy chords and flirty riffs, the high-low vocal trade-offs accentuating the hectic solos and furious instrumentals with a romping effect.

    Death Etiquette benefits from Noah Buchanan’s rawer production. As masterful as Swanö is, I found the mix on Crypt of Sleepless Malice too mutedly polished. And while Atomic Witch may have sacrificed some DR in the process, the slightly louder mix works for me with this material. A testament to cohesiveness, the songwriting on Death Etiquette is tighter and more focused too, as Shattuck and Meister continue to refine their ability to craft engaging music. And while even the shorter tracks feel fully resolved, despite their brevity, the twenty-seven-minute runtime did leave me wanting a little more meat on my plate.

    Atomic Witch continue to make a name for themselves in the death thrash space, and Death Etiquette is another solid step forward. And while they’re not doing anything too groundbreaking or boundary-pushing, these two first noteworthy releases indicate a band embarking on a decently consistent career. I suppose only time will tell. Atomic Witch seems like a fun band, and I found Death Etiquette a fun listen. I’d certainly opt to catch them, and their ski-masked frontman, live should they make a stop anywhere near my stomping grounds. I’ll be spinning Death Etiquette more as this humid summer trudges on and will be keeping my eyes peeled for what Atomic Witch does next.

    Rating: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Redefining Darkness Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
    Releases Worldwide: July 25th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AtomicWitch #DeathEtiquette #DeathMetal #Forbidden #Jul25 #Midnight #RedefiningDarknessRecords #Review #SentientHorror #Slayer #ThrashMetal #Wraith #Xoth

  8. Atomic Witch – Death Etiquette Review

    By Tyme

    Cleveland, Ohio’s death thrash quintet, Atomic Witch, began as Bulk & Skull in 2012—a nod to the comic relief duo from Mighty Morphin Power Rangers—before changing their moniker in 2016. After releasing a few singles and EPs, Atomic Witch partnered with Redefining Darkness Records and producer Dan “The Man” Swanö for their debut album, Crypt of Sleepless Malice, in 2022, which created a splash in the death thrash pool with its visceral riffs, horror-themed lyrics, and completely unhinged vocals. Three years of lessons learned later, Atomic Witch and new producer Noah Buchanan (Nunslaughter, Solipsist) at Cleveland’s Mercinary Studios have reopened the crypt to unleash sophomore effort, Death Etiquette, upon the phantasmic masses. Do these Midwest marauders have what it takes to infect a crowded scene even further, or should we stake this vampire’s heart now and slam the coffin door shut?

    As Death Etiquette comes not only crashing through but completely mangling the gate, it’s clear Atomic Witch hasn’t tweaked their formula. In just over two minutes, album opener “Morgue Rat” packs everything Atomic Witch does well into one brief, bristling bruiser. Frenetically furious riffing melded with drummer Nick Amato’s (Axioma) rolls and fills hit you right between the beady eyes before the track settles into a nice, mid-paced chug-a-lug. Like Stallone turning his trucker hat around in Over the Top, when singer Nick Martinis pulls his neon green ski mask down over his face, shit’s about to get real, and when he delivers the very cheeky Drowning Pool-ish line “Let the bodies hit the morgue,” it’s also clear Atomic Witch don’t take themselves too seriously. New bassist David McJunkins’ low-end rumblings, in conjunction with Amato’s battery, keep the frantic riffs and twisted solos of Jesse Shattuck and Jonah Meister in check. Death Etiquette delivers short and sweet thrash first and foremost, falling somewhere amidst the sonic Bermuda triangle of Slayer, Forbidden, and Xoth. At the same time, there are sprinkles of Sentient Horror-like death (“Of Flesh and Chrome”) and a little bit of black metallicism (“Dream Rot”) boiling in Atomic Witch’s cauldron. Performances reign supreme here, and it’s the vocal pyrotechnics that take center stage.

    Eschewing the punkier, more straightforward approach of fellow Midwest acts like Midnight and Wraith, Atomic Witch differentiate through the crazed vocal tandem of Martinis and Shattuck. Betwixt the two, Martinis carries the bulk of the responsibility, and his snarly screams—reminiscent of Havok’s David Sanchez—bring some extra lethality to the material and highlight the catchy choruses (“Morgue Rat,” “Worms and Dirt”). While the completely bonkers, high-pitched, full-throated power falsettos—landing within Rob Halford, King Diamond, and Mark Osegueda territory—and deep, guttural growls of Shattuck serve as an insane accompaniment to Martinis’ raspy delivery (“Death Edging (Come to the Light)”). Both coalesce perfectly on my favorite track, and album closer “Vicious Mistress,” a Venom song title if ever there was one. Carrying over from the debut’s “Love Curse,” the track features a swaggering groove composed of bendy chords and flirty riffs, the high-low vocal trade-offs accentuating the hectic solos and furious instrumentals with a romping effect.

    Death Etiquette benefits from Noah Buchanan’s rawer production. As masterful as Swanö is, I found the mix on Crypt of Sleepless Malice too mutedly polished. And while Atomic Witch may have sacrificed some DR in the process, the slightly louder mix works for me with this material. A testament to cohesiveness, the songwriting on Death Etiquette is tighter and more focused too, as Shattuck and Meister continue to refine their ability to craft engaging music. And while even the shorter tracks feel fully resolved, despite their brevity, the twenty-seven-minute runtime did leave me wanting a little more meat on my plate.

    Atomic Witch continue to make a name for themselves in the death thrash space, and Death Etiquette is another solid step forward. And while they’re not doing anything too groundbreaking or boundary-pushing, these two first noteworthy releases indicate a band embarking on a decently consistent career. I suppose only time will tell. Atomic Witch seems like a fun band, and I found Death Etiquette a fun listen. I’d certainly opt to catch them, and their ski-masked frontman, live should they make a stop anywhere near my stomping grounds. I’ll be spinning Death Etiquette more as this humid summer trudges on and will be keeping my eyes peeled for what Atomic Witch does next.

    Rating: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Redefining Darkness Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
    Releases Worldwide: July 25th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AtomicWitch #DeathEtiquette #DeathMetal #Forbidden #Jul25 #Midnight #RedefiningDarknessRecords #Review #SentientHorror #Slayer #ThrashMetal #Wraith #Xoth

  9. Atomic Witch – Death Etiquette Review

    By Tyme

    Cleveland, Ohio’s death thrash quintet, Atomic Witch, began as Bulk & Skull in 2012—a nod to the comic relief duo from Mighty Morphin Power Rangers—before changing their moniker in 2016. After releasing a few singles and EPs, Atomic Witch partnered with Redefining Darkness Records and producer Dan “The Man” Swanö for their debut album, Crypt of Sleepless Malice, in 2022, which created a splash in the death thrash pool with its visceral riffs, horror-themed lyrics, and completely unhinged vocals. Three years of lessons learned later, Atomic Witch and new producer Noah Buchanan (Nunslaughter, Solipsist) at Cleveland’s Mercinary Studios have reopened the crypt to unleash sophomore effort, Death Etiquette, upon the phantasmic masses. Do these Midwest marauders have what it takes to infect a crowded scene even further, or should we stake this vampire’s heart now and slam the coffin door shut?

    As Death Etiquette comes not only crashing through but completely mangling the gate, it’s clear Atomic Witch hasn’t tweaked their formula. In just over two minutes, album opener “Morgue Rat” packs everything Atomic Witch does well into one brief, bristling bruiser. Frenetically furious riffing melded with drummer Nick Amato’s (Axioma) rolls and fills hit you right between the beady eyes before the track settles into a nice, mid-paced chug-a-lug. Like Stallone turning his trucker hat around in Over the Top, when singer Nick Martinis pulls his neon green ski mask down over his face, shit’s about to get real, and when he delivers the very cheeky Drowning Pool-ish line “Let the bodies hit the morgue,” it’s also clear Atomic Witch don’t take themselves too seriously. New bassist David McJunkins’ low-end rumblings, in conjunction with Amato’s battery, keep the frantic riffs and twisted solos of Jesse Shattuck and Jonah Meister in check. Death Etiquette delivers short and sweet thrash first and foremost, falling somewhere amidst the sonic Bermuda triangle of Slayer, Forbidden, and Xoth. At the same time, there are sprinkles of Sentient Horror-like death (“Of Flesh and Chrome”) and a little bit of black metallicism (“Dream Rot”) boiling in Atomic Witch’s cauldron. Performances reign supreme here, and it’s the vocal pyrotechnics that take center stage.

    Eschewing the punkier, more straightforward approach of fellow Midwest acts like Midnight and Wraith, Atomic Witch differentiate through the crazed vocal tandem of Martinis and Shattuck. Betwixt the two, Martinis carries the bulk of the responsibility, and his snarly screams—reminiscent of Havok’s David Sanchez—bring some extra lethality to the material and highlight the catchy choruses (“Morgue Rat,” “Worms and Dirt”). While the completely bonkers, high-pitched, full-throated power falsettos—landing within Rob Halford, King Diamond, and Mark Osegueda territory—and deep, guttural growls of Shattuck serve as an insane accompaniment to Martinis’ raspy delivery (“Death Edging (Come to the Light)”). Both coalesce perfectly on my favorite track, and album closer “Vicious Mistress,” a Venom song title if ever there was one. Carrying over from the debut’s “Love Curse,” the track features a swaggering groove composed of bendy chords and flirty riffs, the high-low vocal trade-offs accentuating the hectic solos and furious instrumentals with a romping effect.

    Death Etiquette benefits from Noah Buchanan’s rawer production. As masterful as Swanö is, I found the mix on Crypt of Sleepless Malice too mutedly polished. And while Atomic Witch may have sacrificed some DR in the process, the slightly louder mix works for me with this material. A testament to cohesiveness, the songwriting on Death Etiquette is tighter and more focused too, as Shattuck and Meister continue to refine their ability to craft engaging music. And while even the shorter tracks feel fully resolved, despite their brevity, the twenty-seven-minute runtime did leave me wanting a little more meat on my plate.

    Atomic Witch continue to make a name for themselves in the death thrash space, and Death Etiquette is another solid step forward. And while they’re not doing anything too groundbreaking or boundary-pushing, these two first noteworthy releases indicate a band embarking on a decently consistent career. I suppose only time will tell. Atomic Witch seems like a fun band, and I found Death Etiquette a fun listen. I’d certainly opt to catch them, and their ski-masked frontman, live should they make a stop anywhere near my stomping grounds. I’ll be spinning Death Etiquette more as this humid summer trudges on and will be keeping my eyes peeled for what Atomic Witch does next.

    Rating: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Redefining Darkness Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
    Releases Worldwide: July 25th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AtomicWitch #DeathEtiquette #DeathMetal #Forbidden #Jul25 #Midnight #RedefiningDarknessRecords #Review #SentientHorror #Slayer #ThrashMetal #Wraith #Xoth

  10. Atomic Witch – Death Etiquette Review

    By Tyme

    Cleveland, Ohio’s death thrash quintet, Atomic Witch, began as Bulk & Skull in 2012—a nod to the comic relief duo from Mighty Morphin Power Rangers—before changing their moniker in 2016. After releasing a few singles and EPs, Atomic Witch partnered with Redefining Darkness Records and producer Dan “The Man” Swanö for their debut album, Crypt of Sleepless Malice, in 2022, which created a splash in the death thrash pool with its visceral riffs, horror-themed lyrics, and completely unhinged vocals. Three years of lessons learned later, Atomic Witch and new producer Noah Buchanan (Nunslaughter, Solipsist) at Cleveland’s Mercinary Studios have reopened the crypt to unleash sophomore effort, Death Etiquette, upon the phantasmic masses. Do these Midwest marauders have what it takes to infect a crowded scene even further, or should we stake this vampire’s heart now and slam the coffin door shut?

    As Death Etiquette comes not only crashing through but completely mangling the gate, it’s clear Atomic Witch hasn’t tweaked their formula. In just over two minutes, album opener “Morgue Rat” packs everything Atomic Witch does well into one brief, bristling bruiser. Frenetically furious riffing melded with drummer Nick Amato’s (Axioma) rolls and fills hit you right between the beady eyes before the track settles into a nice, mid-paced chug-a-lug. Like Stallone turning his trucker hat around in Over the Top, when singer Nick Martinis pulls his neon green ski mask down over his face, shit’s about to get real, and when he delivers the very cheeky Drowning Pool-ish line “Let the bodies hit the morgue,” it’s also clear Atomic Witch don’t take themselves too seriously. New bassist David McJunkins’ low-end rumblings, in conjunction with Amato’s battery, keep the frantic riffs and twisted solos of Jesse Shattuck and Jonah Meister in check. Death Etiquette delivers short and sweet thrash first and foremost, falling somewhere amidst the sonic Bermuda triangle of Slayer, Forbidden, and Xoth. At the same time, there are sprinkles of Sentient Horror-like death (“Of Flesh and Chrome”) and a little bit of black metallicism (“Dream Rot”) boiling in Atomic Witch’s cauldron. Performances reign supreme here, and it’s the vocal pyrotechnics that take center stage.

    Eschewing the punkier, more straightforward approach of fellow Midwest acts like Midnight and Wraith, Atomic Witch differentiate through the crazed vocal tandem of Martinis and Shattuck. Betwixt the two, Martinis carries the bulk of the responsibility, and his snarly screams—reminiscent of Havok’s David Sanchez—bring some extra lethality to the material and highlight the catchy choruses (“Morgue Rat,” “Worms and Dirt”). While the completely bonkers, high-pitched, full-throated power falsettos—landing within Rob Halford, King Diamond, and Mark Osegueda territory—and deep, guttural growls of Shattuck serve as an insane accompaniment to Martinis’ raspy delivery (“Death Edging (Come to the Light)”). Both coalesce perfectly on my favorite track, and album closer “Vicious Mistress,” a Venom song title if ever there was one. Carrying over from the debut’s “Love Curse,” the track features a swaggering groove composed of bendy chords and flirty riffs, the high-low vocal trade-offs accentuating the hectic solos and furious instrumentals with a romping effect.

    Death Etiquette benefits from Noah Buchanan’s rawer production. As masterful as Swanö is, I found the mix on Crypt of Sleepless Malice too mutedly polished. And while Atomic Witch may have sacrificed some DR in the process, the slightly louder mix works for me with this material. A testament to cohesiveness, the songwriting on Death Etiquette is tighter and more focused too, as Shattuck and Meister continue to refine their ability to craft engaging music. And while even the shorter tracks feel fully resolved, despite their brevity, the twenty-seven-minute runtime did leave me wanting a little more meat on my plate.

    Atomic Witch continue to make a name for themselves in the death thrash space, and Death Etiquette is another solid step forward. And while they’re not doing anything too groundbreaking or boundary-pushing, these two first noteworthy releases indicate a band embarking on a decently consistent career. I suppose only time will tell. Atomic Witch seems like a fun band, and I found Death Etiquette a fun listen. I’d certainly opt to catch them, and their ski-masked frontman, live should they make a stop anywhere near my stomping grounds. I’ll be spinning Death Etiquette more as this humid summer trudges on and will be keeping my eyes peeled for what Atomic Witch does next.

    Rating: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Redefining Darkness Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
    Releases Worldwide: July 25th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AtomicWitch #DeathEtiquette #DeathMetal #Forbidden #Jul25 #Midnight #RedefiningDarknessRecords #Review #SentientHorror #Slayer #ThrashMetal #Wraith #Xoth

  11. Atomic Witch – Death Etiquette Review

    By Tyme

    Cleveland, Ohio’s death thrash quintet, Atomic Witch, began as Bulk & Skull in 2012—a nod to the comic relief duo from Mighty Morphin Power Rangers—before changing their moniker in 2016. After releasing a few singles and EPs, Atomic Witch partnered with Redefining Darkness Records and producer Dan “The Man” Swanö for their debut album, Crypt of Sleepless Malice, in 2022, which created a splash in the death thrash pool with its visceral riffs, horror-themed lyrics, and completely unhinged vocals. Three years of lessons learned later, Atomic Witch and new producer Noah Buchanan (Nunslaughter, Solipsist) at Cleveland’s Mercinary Studios have reopened the crypt to unleash sophomore effort, Death Etiquette, upon the phantasmic masses. Do these Midwest marauders have what it takes to infect a crowded scene even further, or should we stake this vampire’s heart now and slam the coffin door shut?

    As Death Etiquette comes not only crashing through but completely mangling the gate, it’s clear Atomic Witch hasn’t tweaked their formula. In just over two minutes, album opener “Morgue Rat” packs everything Atomic Witch does well into one brief, bristling bruiser. Frenetically furious riffing melded with drummer Nick Amato’s (Axioma) rolls and fills hit you right between the beady eyes before the track settles into a nice, mid-paced chug-a-lug. Like Stallone turning his trucker hat around in Over the Top, when singer Nick Martinis pulls his neon green ski mask down over his face, shit’s about to get real, and when he delivers the very cheeky Drowning Pool-ish line “Let the bodies hit the morgue,” it’s also clear Atomic Witch don’t take themselves too seriously. New bassist David McJunkins’ low-end rumblings, in conjunction with Amato’s battery, keep the frantic riffs and twisted solos of Jesse Shattuck and Jonah Meister in check. Death Etiquette delivers short and sweet thrash first and foremost, falling somewhere amidst the sonic Bermuda triangle of Slayer, Forbidden, and Xoth. At the same time, there are sprinkles of Sentient Horror-like death (“Of Flesh and Chrome”) and a little bit of black metallicism (“Dream Rot”) boiling in Atomic Witch’s cauldron. Performances reign supreme here, and it’s the vocal pyrotechnics that take center stage.

    Eschewing the punkier, more straightforward approach of fellow Midwest acts like Midnight and Wraith, Atomic Witch differentiate through the crazed vocal tandem of Martinis and Shattuck. Betwixt the two, Martinis carries the bulk of the responsibility, and his snarly screams—reminiscent of Havok’s David Sanchez—bring some extra lethality to the material and highlight the catchy choruses (“Morgue Rat,” “Worms and Dirt”). While the completely bonkers, high-pitched, full-throated power falsettos—landing within Rob Halford, King Diamond, and Mark Osegueda territory—and deep, guttural growls of Shattuck serve as an insane accompaniment to Martinis’ raspy delivery (“Death Edging (Come to the Light)”). Both coalesce perfectly on my favorite track, and album closer “Vicious Mistress,” a Venom song title if ever there was one. Carrying over from the debut’s “Love Curse,” the track features a swaggering groove composed of bendy chords and flirty riffs, the high-low vocal trade-offs accentuating the hectic solos and furious instrumentals with a romping effect.

    Death Etiquette benefits from Noah Buchanan’s rawer production. As masterful as Swanö is, I found the mix on Crypt of Sleepless Malice too mutedly polished. And while Atomic Witch may have sacrificed some DR in the process, the slightly louder mix works for me with this material. A testament to cohesiveness, the songwriting on Death Etiquette is tighter and more focused too, as Shattuck and Meister continue to refine their ability to craft engaging music. And while even the shorter tracks feel fully resolved, despite their brevity, the twenty-seven-minute runtime did leave me wanting a little more meat on my plate.

    Atomic Witch continue to make a name for themselves in the death thrash space, and Death Etiquette is another solid step forward. And while they’re not doing anything too groundbreaking or boundary-pushing, these two first noteworthy releases indicate a band embarking on a decently consistent career. I suppose only time will tell. Atomic Witch seems like a fun band, and I found Death Etiquette a fun listen. I’d certainly opt to catch them, and their ski-masked frontman, live should they make a stop anywhere near my stomping grounds. I’ll be spinning Death Etiquette more as this humid summer trudges on and will be keeping my eyes peeled for what Atomic Witch does next.

    Rating: 3.0/5.0
    DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320kbps mp3
    Label: Redefining Darkness Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Facebook
    Releases Worldwide: July 25th, 2025

    #2025 #30 #AmericanMetal #AtomicWitch #DeathEtiquette #DeathMetal #Forbidden #Jul25 #Midnight #RedefiningDarknessRecords #Review #SentientHorror #Slayer #ThrashMetal #Wraith #Xoth

  12. I am going to die

    You are too

    Nothing new
    but eternally true

    So why do we deny
    that this demanding life
    is but an exam
    which proceeds
    our death sentence?

    Best heed
    the mournful laments
    of the #wraith collective
    now haunting our timeline
    and not waste
    a moment
    of this time we were gifted
    before it permanently
    expires unfulfilled
    and unjustified

    #vss365 #poetry #poem #amwriting

  13. #LegendaryWednesday
    In #Scottishfolklore "The Wraith of the Wishing Tree" is about Isla wishing for her lost love at a magical tree. Instead, she summons a vengeful #wraith feeding on her despair. To break the curse she confronts her feelings & offers forgiveness which frees them both.

    Art on Wiki Fandom

  14. One of the best things about Cortex is that you can model all sorts of things in a really compact but powerful way. In just two pages, Jeremy lays down how to play ghosts and revenants with all sorts of interesting hooks and struggles.

    I'm so excited to have it included in Xine Two, which is out on Saturday! :D

    #rpg #ttrpg #rpgs #ttrpgs #Cortex #CortexRPG #CortexPrime #CortexLite #MoonLite #Wraith #gothic #Xine #TheCrow

  15. Ich habe gestern mit #DeadBoyDetectives auf #netflix angefangen und mir die ersten zwei Folgen angesehen, vor allem, weil ich gerade in einer #pnp #wraith Runde spiele und mir das im Trailer genauso vorkam, wie unsere Runde, nur 200 Jahre später.

    Man muss an der Stelle wissen, dass #neil_gaiman seine Finger mit im Spiel hatte und es am #Sandman orientiert ist (z. B. kommt Tod vor). Wer die Serie mochte, sollte bei den Dead Boys auf jeden Fall reinschauen, es ist bisher herrlich schräg.

  16. So, hab den Termin beim Frauenarzt überlebt. Hatte um 10:15 Termin, bin um kurz vor 12 erst dran gekommen. Zwischendrin wurden auch Leute, die nach mir kamen, vor mir dran genommen 😒

    Aber jetzt hab ich erst mal wieder ein Jahr Ruhe. Und meine Ärztin ist super verständnisvoll bei der Untersuchung 😭

    Heute Abend dann nächste #pnp Runde zu #Wraith

  17. Heute Abend startet unsere neue #pnpde Runde, #Wraith The Oblivion.

    Ich muss mich da noch mal komplett in meinen Charakter einlesen, da ich wegen der privaten Probleme daheim auch verdammt viel um die Ohren hatte. Ich schätze, ich bin die, die heute Abend am schlechtesten vorbereitet sein wird, aber SL weiß zumindest um die privaten Probleme und wird offentlich etwas nachsichtiger sein.

  18. 🎧 WEIRD EPISODE! First, a little bit on how 2023 went for Mage: The Podcast, then a lost conversation with ⁠Noah H⁠ of ⁠The Story Told⁠ on ⁠Chronicles of Darkness⁠ and RPG art. Listen magethepodcast.com/reflections #magetheascension #worldofdarkness #geist #wraith

  19. Suddenly on a bit of an undead kick.
    It is laundry day in the wraith household.
    #ai #art #wraith #StableDiffusion

  20. 🎧 WEIRD EPISODE! First, a little bit on how 2023 went for Mage: The Podcast, then a lost conversation with ⁠Noah H⁠ of ⁠The Story Told⁠ on ⁠Chronicles of Darkness⁠ and RPG art. Listen magethepodcast.com/reflections #magetheascension #worldofdarkness #geist #wraith #rpg

  21. 🎧 WEIRD EPISODE! First, a little bit on how 2023 went for Mage: The Podcast, then a lost conversation with ⁠Noah H⁠ of ⁠The Story Told⁠ on ⁠Chronicles of Darkness⁠ and RPG art. Listen magethepodcast.com/reflections #magetheascension #worldofdarkness #geist #wraith

  22. 🎧 WEIRD EPISODE! First, a little bit on how 2023 went for Mage: The Podcast, then a lost conversation with ⁠Noah H⁠ of ⁠The Story Told⁠ on ⁠Chronicles of Darkness⁠ and RPG art. Listen magethepodcast.com/reflections #magetheascension #worldofdarkness #geist #wraith #rpg