Starting the weekend with fresh coffee and some death metal! đ€
Starting the weekend with fresh coffee and some death metal! đ€
After nearly two decades of towing the line between melody and brutality, Stockholm's Dismember released their penultimate record, The God That Never Was, on 20 February 2006.
As their final years' best effort (yet?), the uncompromising energy and rawness of their early 90's classics hadn't vanished, neither had their sense for catchy leads.
03. Time Heals Nothing
In the midst of a recent metal deep-dive, Romaniaâs Scythe skulked out from a Bandcamp back alley and bludgeoned me with the flat side of their blade, knocking me senseless with scuzzy shenanigans. We werenât graced with a promo for Scytheâs self-released debut, but Boiled Alive packs in so much grimy panache that after my first listen, I had it shortlisted as someThing You Might Have Missed. Rather than wait several months before bringing attention to Boiled Alive, though, I volunteered to burn some midnight oil and write about this quartet from ConstanÈa. Why did Boiled Alive get me so hot and bothered? Scytheâs brand of death metal grips you by the throat and never relents, evoking many influences while creating something uniquely their own. After the dry spell Iâve had with death metal lately, I finally found something I unapologetically adore. So step right up, put your head on the chopping block, and let Scythe have a whack at your earhole.
Scythe doesnât make grand statements about existentialism or introspection, nor do they redefine a genre. First and foremost, Scythe is here to serve up sickly, sticky licks with blithe recklessness. This fearsome foursome drops track titles that ooze with enough viscera (âLiquified Entrails,â âOf Pure Gorinessâ) to squelch onto a Cannibal Corpse setlist while harkening to soundscapes defined by Pestilence and Autopsy. Throughout Boiled Alive, the pace oscillates between frenzied paroxysms and plodding crawls, often within the same song (âNecrophilic Corpse Orgiesâ). Though it would be easy for these dynamics to jostle listeners, the savvy songwriting avoids clumsy transitions and affords an entrancing experience. Ultimately, Scythe guides listeners through a curated gallery of horror thatâs as thrilling as it is fulfilling.
Interweaving Asphyxiating drudges with Mercilessly hectic eruptions, Scythe concocts a unique brew all their own. Boiled Alive simmers with ever-shifting tempos, imbuing the album with vivacity and a disarming blend of chops and accessibility.1 Where âLiquified Entrailsâ opens with a cannonade evoking an unholy union of Priestâs âRiding on the Windâ and Mercilessâ âSouls of the Dead,â âOf Pure Gorinessâ flits between a mid-paced slink and rabid surges of hostility, and sounds like the crossbred bastard of Cannibal Corpse and Dismember. âNecrophilic Corpse Orgiesâ and âTenebrous Deceaseâ expose Scytheâs ability to nimbly jump between accelerated clips and more measured velocities, electrifying with their seamless agility as they navigate whipsawing tempo changes with a sophistication that is all the more impressive considering the band has no other projects or credits to their names.2
The musicianship on Boiled Alive is especially tight for a band formed just three years ago, and the mix highlights the bandâs technical acumen. Rather than feature the glossy veneer popular with bigger labels, Boiled Alive sports a dry, natural texture that allows Scytheâs instrumentation to glisten. Reminiscent of the production on Invictusâs release last month, every whack on a tom and clang on the bass is afforded an organic timbre, imparting a raw aesthetic that lets Scythe sizzle. Whether rattling off meticulous snare rolls (âNecrophilic Corpse Orgiesâ), punky, snare-kick combos (âPlastered in Phlegmâ), or playful cymbal splashes (âOf Pure Gorinessâ), David Rolea flays the skins on every track. Meanwhile, bassist and vocalist Andrei Constandache wields a gorgeously fat low-end tone3 as he assaults the mic with a menacing rasp. Not to be outdone, guitarists Mihai Panait and Andrei Oglan buzzsaw their way through Boiled Aliveâs eight tracks, focusing on knotty riffs over wankfest solos. While the drums are the star of the show, Scythe suffers no weak links.
Part-thrashy, part-doomy, and all deathly, Scythe swings for the fences on Boiled Alive. And dammit, itâs Great. This beast writhes and squirms with purulent pizzazz, and Iâm guilty many times over of restarting Boiled Alive as soon as the final track concludes. I wish solos were more prevalent across the album, and Constandacheâs vocals, while effective, could use some variety, but these nitpicks should be taken as wishlist items for olâ Grin rather than anything inherently off with Boiled Alive. Scythe discharges riffs and fun with an enviable effortlessness that should have death metal dealers and appreciators paying attention. In a genre with so much competition, Boiled Alive stands above the rabble, and I anxiously await the next time the Scythe comes down.
Rating: Great
DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Self-Released
Websites: Bandcamp | Instagram
Releases Worldwide: February 1st, 2026
Almost every time I hear this, I think this song could have been written by Iron Maiden.
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Carnal Savagery â Crypt of Decay Review
By Steel Druhm
Advanced scientific studies indicate that the style of metal known as âSwedeathâ will not die and may, in fact, be incapable of being killed. The foundation created by Entombed and Dismember in the early 90s cemented the âStockholm Soundâ so deeply in musical bedrock that forecasters predict it could function like an everflowing stream for untold aeons. Enter Swedenâs Carnal Savagery. This gruesome duo have gone in big on the Swedeath formula, releasing 6 albums of it since 2020, all of which pay loving homage to the genreâs forefathers. Crypt of Decay is their 7th album in 5 years, so clearly, they just canât stop spewing this fetid gunk into the world at a reckless pace. What does the new material sound like? Well, DisEntombed, of course. Itâs got exactly zero new ideas, even less innovation, and youâll be subjected to endlessly recycled ideas all powered by the force of the HM-2 pedal. Guitars will buzz, vocals will wretch, and youâll ingest mass quantities d-beated death. Sound good?
As with many Carnal Savagery releases, they come out strong with a ripping, tearing monstrosity on âEntangled in Barbed Wire.â Rather than the usual thievery from the first few Dismember records, this sounds a whole lot like something off Slaughter of the Soul due to the riff patterns and the hyperkinetic energy (maybe even too much like something off Slaughter of the Soul). Flagrant influence humping aside, itâs a rousing blast of death metal with teeth and badass energy, so it works. As âAmputationâ rolls in, itâs back to the Stockholm salt mines for the expected poaching off albums like Indecent and Obscene and Massive Killing Capacity. What sells it for me besides the furious energy is how it sounds like the vocalist keeps bellowing âGRAMPUTATION!,â leaving me to wonder why he hates old dudes so much. âTorn from the Graveâ is another burner with vicious, blasting fury, and itâs interesting enough to get by despite some oh so familiar riffs.
From here, however, the ground becomes more unsteady. Some tracks just kinda lie there and refuse to play ball. âScalped and Flayedâ goes too far down a death-doom rat hole and feels lifeless and dull, while âGruesome Deathâ feels generic and stock standard. At times, thereâs an injection of the classic Wolverine Blues swagger and rock-based swing as on âCurse of the Catacombâ and the title track, but it doesnât completely work. Overall, you get roughly half an albumâs worth of C+ and B-level Swedeath with some clunkers and also-rans popping up to drag the momentum downward. Unfortunately, this is an issue Carnal Savagery struggles with regularly. They write some bangers to hook you in, then the wheels come off the War Wagon before they reach the finish line. Thankfully, most of the songs run only 2-3 minutes, so nothing gums up the works too severely (except âGruesome Deathâ), and the 34-plus-minute runtime is short enough to stave off most variants of Swedeath fatigue.
Swedeath needs riotous, raucous and deadly riffs to fully capture the brainpan, and Mikael Lindgren can and does deliver some of these, usually with a strong Dismember flavor. But he also lapses into less stellar leads and ideas a bit too often, causing some cuts to feel generic and half-baked. His flowery solo style is a nice relief from the neanderthal buzz and brutality, showing another side of the duoâs identity, and that should be explored a bit more often to keep things interesting. Mattias Liljaâs death vocals are solid and full of greasy charm, sitting somewhere between the late, great L.G. Petrov and Dismemberâs Matti KĂ€rki. He doesnât offer much in the way of versatility, but you donât come here for that anyway. As per usual, itâs the songwriting that lets them down, with some tracks being killer and others ending up closer to filler.
Carnal Savagery usually serve up 3-4 songs that put a meat fork in your adrenal gland and activate your altered beat. The rest range from okay and underwhelming. Crypt of Decay is right in that modality. The good is fun, the rest is tolerable but non-essential. That sounds like a playlist poacher to me! Desecrate the Crypt and take what you like and leave the rest to rot in peace.
Rating: 2.5/5.0
DR: 8 | Format Reviewed: 256 kbps mp3
Label: Moribund Records
Websites: facebook.com/carnalsavagery | instagram.com/carnalsavagery
Releases Worldwide: November 28th, 2025
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No Shelter. â Remission/Resolve Review
By Angry Metal Guy
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These days, it seems everywhere I turn, I canât help but run into a great band from Germany. I donât know whatâs in the water over there, but with groups like Kanonenfieber, Unhallowed Deliverance, and classic acts like Sodom releasing great records, itâs no surprise that yet another talented group hails from Deutschland. No Shelter. is a five-piece from MĂŒnster that peddles in D-beat brutalization with a heaping helping of Boss HM-2 pedal worship. Its latest, Remission/Resolve, is a bass-driven freight train of Swedish-coded blackened death metal, crust punk, and hardcore, conjuring direct comparisons to genre stalwarts like Nails, Rotten Sound, and Trap Them. Can No Shelter. stand in the spotlight with some of the most vicious rippers around, or is it flying too close to the sun, wax wings ready to send it to hell with the rest of the copycats?
No Shelter. is relatively new to the scene (forming in 2017), but it sounds like a veteran unit. Every element of the band feels honed for their specific brand of violence. Thick, earth-shaking bass drives the album, while HM-2-infused riffage switches between blackened death blasts and Pantera-esque grooves. Bolstered by intricate drum fills and classic hardcore 2-step energy, the vocals are equally caustic, calling to mind a truly evil combo of Ringwormâs James Bulloch and Nailsâ Todd Jones. No Shelter. plays with no holds barred throughout the entire album, and each band member takes to their role with a reckless abandon more than fitting for their genre inspirations.
The brutally sludgy bass is the adrenaline-juiced heart that keeps Remission/Resolve pumping. Where bands like Job for a Cowboy and Horrendous use bass to shore up their technicality and the spaciness of their sound, No Shelter. uses it as a sledgehammer. Bass is integral to metal, making riffs deeper, heavier, and more impactful overall, and No Shelter. just gets it. Every riff is complemented by slapping destruction, and the bass gets to fly free or drive breakdowns such as on tracks âRotten,â âDoomed,â and âUltimate Disgustâ. No Shelter. suplexes the trend of bass-less metal right into the dumpster with And Justice for All.
Another element where No Shelter. pulls its sound from the Swedish death metal sewer is the production. The band wears its Entombed inspiration on its sleeve proudly (if the âWolverine Bluesâ cover didnât already give it away), and the HM-2 pedal is all over Remission/Resolve. Production was something No Shelter. wanted to nail, and Remission/Resolve is borderline perfect in this area. The bass is suitably nasty without sounding like a punchline (sorry Primus, I still love you), the snare drum hits hard without becoming tinny, and the vocals are discernible while still retaining the rawness and emotionality required for D-beat destruction. To cap it all off, the guitar brings cohesion to Remission/Resolve with that classic chainsaw tone that would make bands like Hath, Dismember, and Dormant Ordeal proud.
Remission/Resolve isnât perfect, although where it stumbles isnât in songwriting or musicianship. This LP lasts a blistering 32 minutes, but the collection of twelve tracks starts with an intro, features two interludes, and a cover as the final track. While I appreciate the interludes as breaks from the aural onslaught on Remission/Resolve, they vary in quality. The unoriginally titled âIntroâ (at least it knows what it is) is suitably sinister and builds up anticipation, but the two interludes are almost too simple musically and seem to only exist to let the listener breathe. An admirable idea, and one that is necessary for a lot of albums in this genre, but these moments would be better served attached to the end of already existing tracks. On top of that, I wish they would loop back in on the musical themes established across the album and in the intro, as it stands, the two interludes âIâ and âIIâ feel like they come from a different album.
No Shelter. ends up with a very good record that stands nearly toe-to-toe with its genre inspirations and rightfully lives up to the bands it references so heavily. Therefore, it is fitting that Remission/Resolve closes things with a rip-roaring cover of Entombedâs âWolverine Blues,â a song that slides so well into the bandâs sound, it took me a minute to realize it was a cover in the first place. âWolverine Bluesâ ends up feeling perfectly placed right alongside the best tracks on the album and works as a self-referential closer to an album chock-full of Swedish buzzsaw worship. No Shelter. doesnât so much rock the boat with its brand of blackened hardcore as it does slap a fuckinâ motor on it and violently rocket across the lake.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: This Charming Man Records
Websites: noshelter.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/NoShelterBand
Releases Worldwide: July 25th, 2025
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Ashen â Leave the Flesh Behind Review
By Kenstrosity
Australian death metal troupe Ashen impressed me back in 2023, but not because their debut record Ritual of Ash was an especially good or groundbreaking record. Instead, their confident presentation, deceptively impactful songwriting structures, and subtly distinct approach to a weathered style of death metal struck me as a rare case. Where many acts that pedal peddle an HM-2 or adjacent style of death metal content themselves with base reproduction of common idols, Ashen merely use their influences as a foundation for their own voice. With more time to massage their songwriting further and strengthen their identity, Ashen prepare sophomore monster Leave the Flesh Behind, and itâs big.
Simple songwriting predicated on strict formulas leads to treacherous places riddled with pitfalls. Monotony, boredom, lack of identity, flatness, and toothlessness characterize countless records written by bands unprepared to navigate these pitfalls, but Ashen swerve and swivel around many of them. Of course, those familiar with Entombed, Dismember, or more modern acts like Wombbath and Helslave are bound to hear a familiar thread connecting Leave the Flesh Behind to the classic HM-2 sound and style. But with each of those categories, Ashen tweak and twist it with a gentle hand into a gnarled form, curling mid-paced stomps into knotty tangles of deceptively sophisticated riffs and mammoth grooves. Darker still than Ritual of Ash, Leave the Flesh Behind feels thoroughly ominous, dangerous, and unstoppable. Thanks to a production job that highlights the low end and scoops the midrange just a touch, Ashenâs sound creates a wide and airy soundstage. On it, Ashenâs crushing footfalls reverberate though the air with all the menace of an unearthly beast, heard but not seen.
As is the case with many records in my library, Leave the Flesh Behindâs title track is the perfect encapsulation of what Ashen do best. Mid-paced, but vicious, riffs richly layered in dark harmonies flood my synapses, compelling my neck to swing with a violence it was not designed to withstand. So satisfying is this track, in fact, that since my first spin, I havenât been able to progress through this tight 39-minute runtime without spinning âLeave the Flesh Behindâ at least twice. Similarly effective, âAncestral Gateâ and closer âBlood Offeringâ deal an effortless percussive swagger that contorts the muscles in my face into something grotesque and inhuman. Slower, moodier highlights like âInfinite Seaâ and âSeveredâ showcase Ashenâs talent for off-kilter rhythms inside conventional time signatures and melody-driven, doomed riffs that nonetheless bare an intimidating spread of teeth. Best of all, Leave the Flesh Behind doesnât wander even when it does slow things to a dying crawl, as vocal lines take center stage to add interest in much the same way Rotpitâs did on Let There Be Rot.
As successful as Leave the Flesh Behindâs strongest moments are, some of what lies between doesnât live up to its potential. None of these weaker moments heavily detract from the album experience individually. Rather, they accumulate. Most of this accumulation occurs at the center of the record, populated by a run of three songs between âVoid Withinâ and âReincarnate.â These lack the same verve and vitality of the songs bookending them, and could use sharper hooks. While competent on their own, the consequent drop in excitement and thereby momentum creates a stagnation where a burst of new life is needed instead. Passages in each song have the potential to resolve that issue had they been developed differently (see the deep trem-picked rumble in the final third of âVoid Within,â or the Morbid Angel riffing meets Rotpit slime in âAgelessâ), but as they are they canât carry their respective numbers to the finish line.
Overall, Leave the Flesh Behind is a modest improvement on the already good Ritual of Ash, and a significant indicator of greater things still to come. Ashen strike me as a band that value continuous improvement, but also steady and controlled development. Iâm not an especially patient man, but when I pick up hints of greatness from bangers like âLeave the Flesh Behindâ and âAncestral Gate,â Iâm more than happy to wait for that special moment when Ashen drop a monstrous mastapeece. As far as Iâm concerned, itâs only a matter of time.
Rating: Good!
DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
Label: Redefining Darkness Records
Websites: ashendeath.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/ashendeath
Releases Worldwide: August 22nd, 2025
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