Stuck in the Filter: October 2025âs Angry Misses
By Kenstrosity
They say itâs going to be a harsh winter this year. They always say that, and itâs almost never true, at least not from where Iâve set up camp. However, no matter the weather I am a harsh taskmaster, doling out grueling hours, no pay or benefits, and probably the worst coffee on the planet to my dutiful minions. It takes a special kind of person, motivated by pure unadulterated greed to ravenously scour the filter for dusty, almost-forgotten gems like they do.
But we are thankful for them for being exactly that! And we also benefit, in the form of quality(ish) chunks of glimmery, shimmery metal. BEHOLD!
Kenstrosityâs Riffy Representation
Xaoc // Repulsive Summoning [October 31, 2025 â Edgewood Arsenal Records]
Xaocâs history is one of the more confusing Iâve encountered in my time writing for this blog. After breaking up in 2008, a new lineup spawned in 2022 to record and release Proxime Mortis from the ashes of songs written pre-breakup, supported by Edgewood Arsenal. At some point this year, two more members spawned in anticipation of this new slab Repulsive Summoning. But the bandâs labeled as Split Up already on Metallum? I donât understand whatâs going on there, but at least I can say that Repulsive Summoning is a turbo banger! These riffs are bonkers, full of verve and swagger, brimming with groove and muscularity. A happy mix of Vomitory and Dormant Ordeal, this Virginian outfit know how to throw down. Highlights like âAve Solva Coagula,â âAntima Samskara,â âThe Great Perfected Ones,â and the entire âDegenerate Eraâ three-part suite reduce my body into a fine slurry by the grinding, vicious power of their riffs alone. But the rabid growls, ballistic percussion, and meaty guitar tones contain more than enough fuel to propel those riffs across this tight and thunderous 35-minute runtime. Itâs a simple record, built to beat me down and leave me broken and bloodied, but itâs also an effortlessly memorable affair that leaves me wanting more despite the mounting medical bills. Donât sleep on Xaoc!
Andy-War-Hallâs Succulent Surplus
Canvas of Silence // As the World Tree Fell [October 31st, 2025 â Rockshots Records]
Finnish symphonic metallers Canvas of Silence describe themselves as âprog-influenced chorus metal,â and that description goes far in outlining their debut As the World Tree Fell. Their core sound resembles a progged-out Nightwish moonlighting as a melodeath band, committing ludicrous bombast on symphonic-heavy cuts like âThe Great Unknownâ and âWayfarerâ amidst a sharp Gothenburg riff attack in âWatching the World Tree Fallâ and âDrown.â Canvas of Silence mete out a balanced approach of light and dark sounds between Theocracyesque prog-power (âOne With the Wind,â âHumanimalâ) and Madder Mortem-like gothic twists (âDrown,â âAnthem for Ashesâ), all reined in by the commanding vocal presence of singer Loimu Satakieli.1 Sitting somewhere between Anette Olzon (ex-Nightwish, The Dark Element) and Agnete Kierkevaag (Madder Mortem), her impassioned and heavily-layered singing turns As the World Tree Fell into a smörgĂ„sbord of lush, catchy and anthemic tunes of an uplifting, sing-along nature. Optimism permeates As the World Tree Fell, felt at a fever pitch on the enormous choral bridge of âHumanimalâ and the folky power metal jaunt of âOne With the Wind.â Even on lyrically dark/mournful passages like âWayfarerâ and âGarden of the Fallen,â Canvas of Silence deliver soaring, hopeful crescendos that at times reach Fellowship levels of good cheer. Canvas of Silence can craft sincerely beautiful moments, and though As the World Tree Fellâs production can be sterile and overly loud2 I am nothing but excited to see what these Finns can cook up next.
Spicie Forrestâs Punky Proferrings
Violent Testimony // Aggravate [October 17th, 2025 â Horror Pain Gore Death Productions]
Do you wish there was more grind in your life? Well, Cheyenne, Wyomingâs Violent Testimony just assumed you would. Combining the punky flair of Napalm Death with the lead foot ethos of early Pig Destroyer and Cattle Decapitation, debut LP Aggravate is 26 minutes of delicious grindy goodness. From the opening salvo of âGod Complex Massacreâ to the final detonations of âHit Nâ Run,â Violent Testimony shows absolutely no restraint. D.N.âs Gatling drums mow down everything in their path while T.W.âs serpentine bass clears the chaff and flattens any obstruction. Shrapnel propelled by N.Y.âs brutish, breakneck riffing can be seen burying itself in concrete walls, still quivering (âRider in the Night,â âPsychotic Episodeâ). Caustic growls and vitriolic screams tear from T.W.âs throat at mach fuck (âFlashbang Celebration,â âObligatory Manifestation of Infinite Grindâ). With only two tracks exceeding the two-minute mark, Violent Testimony screams their piece with as much sound and fury as possible before moving on and picking their next bone with the system. This keeps Aggravate a lean, densely-packed offering. If you need to get pissed off right now and even the fastest death metal is too slow, Violent Testimony is all too happy to decimate the opposition with you.
Uaar // Galger og Brann [October 17th, 2025 â Fysisk Format Records]
Hailing from Oslo, Norway, crust outfit Uaar celebrates their tenth birthday by releasing their debut LP. Galger og Brann, which means âGallows and Fireâ in Norwegian, expands on the foundations laid by established acts like Skitsystem and Tragedy. With one foot firmly planted in black metal and the other in hardcore, Uaar unleashes a cacophony of rage unfettered. D-beats abound, courtesy of Truls Friesl Berg, creating a frantic, enraged atmosphere. Dag Schaug Carlsenâs blackened rasps are so cold they burn, matching the evil pall hanging over tracks like âGaleĂ„sâ and âDen siste.â Post-flecked, Ancsty tendencies (âAlt Skal Brenne,â âOveraltâ) peek through the feral hardcore riffage (âHĂ„pet forsvinnerâ) of guitarists Erik Berg Friesl and Jon Schaug Carlsen, while bassist Stian S. Evensen provides the muscle to convince you these guys arenât screwing around. Uaar is well-versed in their base genres, alternating between and mixing black metal and hardcore effortlessly. The occasional blues-tinged heavy metal leadâas in âOveraltâ and âDolkenââkeep Galger og Brann from being a one-note affair. With a dearth of standout blackened hardcore releases this year, Uaarâs Galger og Brann is a welcomeâif lateâaddition to the list.
Scorching Tomb // Ossuary [October 24th, 2025 â Time to Kill Records]
Iâll be honest, Iâve never considered Montreal, Canada, to be prime death metal territory. Luckily, Scorching Tomb doesnât care what I think. Debut LP Ossuary is an aural violation born of Tren-induced hardcore aggression and filthy old school death metal. With a guitar tone (Philippe Lelbanc) like sandpaper and a bass like swallowing gravel (Miguel Lepage), Scorching Tomb plays in the same cesspools as Bloodgutter and Rotpit. We normally associate melted faces with guitar solos, but that honor belongs to whatever corrosive noises issue forth from vocalist Vincent Patrick Lajeunesseâs guts. Drummer Ămile Savard loves a blast beat, often detonating them in short bursts to support an already bone-breaking assault (âFeel the Bladeâ). âStalagmite3 Impalementâ and âSanctum of Bones (Ossuary)â are particularly savage, with tetanus-inflicting riffs and bloodthirsty screams threatening to drag you into the crypt to be used for meal prep. On âSkullcrush,â Sanguisugaboggâs Devin Swank perfectly matches Scorching Tombâs vile depravity, cementing them as a promising new act in the scene. Ossuary is raging, muscle-bound, caveman death metal drowned in a vat of viscera and sewage, and it tastes incredible.
ClarkKentâs Gratifying Goodies
Sutratma // Adrift [October 3rd, 2025 â Self-Release]
While I didnât purposely seek out more doom during my self-imposed month of picking only doom promos, Sutratmaâs fifth full-length, Adrift, ranks as one of the better doom albums I listened to in November. This California four-piece has been writing funeral doom for 15 years, and it shows in their ability to craft effective melancholic slow-burns that strike a balance between melody and crushingly heavy. Adrift impresses straight out the gate with the piano-drenched âWind and Sea.â This song nicely melds the sorrowful softness of the piano with punishing guitar riffs and impressive growls. Just like stalwarts My Dying Bride, Sutratma mixes growls with cleans, and Daniel Lariosâs cleans effectively hit you right in the feels while the growls take on a more despairing note. Thereâs plenty of variety from song to song, with organs stealing the show on âGuiding Starâ and a lovely melody on âThe Great Bereaverâ that builds up to a moving finale. Just like with Oromet, thereâs a serenity to the music that is calming, and the skilled songwriting and musicianship lends a poignancy to it all. With the frenzy of list season upon us, itâs nice to have something like this to remind us that itâs okay to just slow downâeven when an angry ape is berating you for more content.
Starer // Ancient Monuments and Modern Sadness [October 10th, 2025 â Fiadh Productions]
Josh Hines, the one man behind black metal project, Starer, has been very busy. Since forming Starer in 2020, he has released four EPs and now, with the release of Ancient Monuments and Modern Sadness, four LPs. I first became acquainted with this band on 2023âs Wind, Breeze, or Breath and was taken in by Hinesâs aggressively atmospheric take on black metal. Ancient Monuments and Modern Sadness hits the ground running on âI Cry Your Motherâs Bloodâ with some aggressively catchy melodies. The aggression continues on âIl-Kantilenaâ with its icy riffs and pumping blast beats. Meanwhile, âThe Field of Reedsâ combines the black nâ roll of Fell Omen with the fuzzy reverb of atmoblack for a rollicking good time. Hines screams into the void as subdued symphonics add layers of melody, providing a surprising amount of depth to each song. Because of the frenetic pace, the 50-minute runtime flies right by, even as songs like âSong of the Harperâ do their best to vary the tempo. For black metal, the production is lush and gorgeous, giving air to all instruments. The epic, ten-minute finale is the culmination of Hinesâs ability to put together complex and compelling music that both excites by its aggression and dazzles with its atmospherics. Black metal fans should not miss this one.
Grin Reaperâs Haunted Harvest
Black Cross Hotel // Songs for Switches [October 31st, 2025 â Someoddpilot Records]
Three years after dropping their favorably reviewed debut Hex, keys-drenched and industrialized outfit Black Cross Hotel returns bearing Songs for Switches. 80s-inspired synths, mid-paced chugs, and dance-ready grooves pack neatly into forty-one minutes of grubby fun, sure to interest fans of Ministry and Killing Joke, or anyone with a predilection for leather. Where Hex boasted a wider assortment of tempos, Songs for Switches narrows its focus to mid-paced songs with a keener emphasis on keyboard melodies. Averting a direction that could have been limiting, Black Cross Hotel smartly sidesteps this by shaving down song lengths and arranging the tracks for optimal pacing. Individual moments across the album evoke Me and That Man (âEyes from Nowhereâ), Soulfly (âBlood Danceâ), and Joy Division (âTypoâ), casting an eclectic array of sounds into Mount Gloom to forge ten dangerously fun tracks. Though I liked the album at first listen, it took multiple spins for Songs for Switchesâ distilled aesthetic to fully unfurl, and once it did, my appreciation redoubled. With a sinister atmosphere designed as much for pain as pleasure, Black Cross Hotel has readied your room for a night you wonât forget.
Miasmata // Subterrania [October 31st, 2025 â Naturmacht Productions]
Still hawking their distinctive blend of meloblack and heavy metal, Miasmata dropped sophomore platter Subterrania on what was one of the most congested release days of 2025.4 In addition to the recurring influences of Windir (âDie at the Right Timeâ) and Iron Maiden (the intro to âSubterraniaâ smacks of The X Factor), Subterrania adds a dollop of thrash into the mix. Opener âThose Who Cross the Flameâ struts out with a punky riff that wouldnât be out of place on an Anthrax record, while âFull of the Devilâ tastes as much like Testament or Havok as Diamond Head. The beauty of Miasmata, both on debut Unlight: Songs of Earth and Atrophy and Subterrania, is one-man mastermind Mike Wilsonâs aptitude to synthesize a mighty host of influences into a unique sonic palette all his own. As Sharky noted in Unlightâs review, Miasmata has a knack for remarkable restraint. Subterrania clocks under forty minutes, layering slithery riffs upon one another in a way that propels the music in constant motion, shifting and unfolding so organically that the album slips by before you realize itâs over (an especially impressive feat considering the self-titled closerâs near fourteen-minute runtime). If you missed Miasmataâs latest on release day, go rectify that. Donât let Subterrania get lost to the underground.
Dolphin Whispererâs Autumnal Anomoly
怹éç è // Đ ĐĐ300119225 [October 28th, 2025 â Self Release]
As if plucked into lucidity from amidst a hazy, proggy machination, Đ ĐĐ30011922 steps into its narrativeâan exploration of a beloved figure in its creatorâs life, including sound clips describing the trials through which she persistedâwith an entrancing stumble. Through an understated math rock lens, tight kit rhythms with a tension-building hi-hat clashes strut against a loud and leading bass voice across 37 minutes of fluid guitar textures. Whether itâs the chunky fusion reminiscent of Hackett-era Gordian Knot, the playful rhythmic post-rock that evokes a band like toe, or the fuzzed-out punctuation that tell a prog tale as â70s King Crimson would, 怹éç è , also known as Sleepwalker, makes their love of sound as clear as their love of Đ ĐĐ30011922âs inspiration. In a setting this free and detailed, not a single moment of this one-long-song opus passes by without taking a moment to focus on a given performerâs escalation in the drama of the movement. Wielding short guitar solos as segues into popping double-kick trots, spoken word exposition as pedal switch-up opportunities, all leading to a crescendo of bent and bluesy expression, 怹éç è succeeds in more than just holding an audience captive with their jammy and heartfelt statement. Đ ĐĐ30011922, like the shorter form releases that have graced these halls before, will have you coming back time and time again to explore its sentiments, which feel both traced from a dream yet rooted in rich, earthly tone pleasures.
Saundersâ Slinky Sneaks
Enragement // Extinguish All Existence [October 31st, 2025 â Transcending Obscurity]
The back end of 2025 has thrown down some delightfully vicious, chunkified, and straightforward death metal gems, courtesy of the likes of Depravity, Glorious Depravity and Terror Corpse. Not to be discounted, Finlandâs Enragement dropped their own intense slab of brutal death on fourth LP, Extinguish All Existence. Cutting with any pleasantries, Enragement get down to business, slamming through a tight, burly collection of Americanized death, keenly treading a balance between thuggish beatdowns, chest-busting blasts, slammy, pig-squealing grooves, and more traditional, though deceptively diverse brutal death fare. Despite the certifiably crushing formula deployed, there is an air of accessibility, perhaps attributed to the clean but suitably beefy production job, bludgeoning, addictive grooves and sinister currents of atmospheric melody flowing through the albumâs riff-centric veins. Thrashy, straightforward bursts of fury are tempered by more technical flourishes and an impressively versatile vocal assault. The likes of Devourment, Deeds of Flesh, Dawn of Demise and Benighted are perhaps fitting reference points, however, Enragement blast their own path of uncompromisingly heavy destruction.
Stephen Brodsky // Cut to the Core Vol. 1 [October 3rd, 2025 â Pax Aeturnum]
There are a couple of ways to broach this latest solo endeavor from lovable rogue and Cave In/Mutoid Man mastermind Stephen Brodsky. Brodsky delivers refreshed interpretations of various â90s hardcore songs, reimagined in acoustic form. Those familiar with the original compositions will likely have fun dissecting and comparing the original anthems. While others, such as myself, largely unfamiliar with the originals, can enjoy these polished takes in their reimagined form, without comparison. Over the years, I have developed a strong connection with Brodskyâs works and come to appreciate his softer, acoustic flavorings. The likes of Snapcase, Converge, Texas is the Reason, Threadbare and By the Grace of God are some of the acts covered with typical style, zest, and emotion. Brodskyâs expressive and emotive delivery showcases both a loving appreciation of the material and deeper emotional connection that bleeds through the often darker, melancholic vibes of the acoustic constructions. The collection is remarkably consistent and infectious, highlighted by Brodskyâs crisp and soulful acoustic playing and distinctive singing voice on standout cuts, including âWindowsâ (Snapcase), âBenchwarmerâ (Lincoln), âFissuresâ (By the Grace of God), âFarewell Note to This Cityâ (Converge), and âVoiceâ (Sense Field).
Soul Blind // Red Sky Mourning [October 10th, 2025 â Closed Casket Activities]
Riding a familiar wave of early â00s alt-rock/metal and â90s grungy nostalgia, New Yorkâs Soul Blind emerge with sophomore LP, Red Sky Mourning. Although they tread dangerously close to overt derivation of prominent influences, including Alice in Chains, Deftones, and Helmet, Soul Blind manage to just stay afloat on their own terms. The dreamy melodies, chunky alt metal riffs, and soaring, Cantrell-esque vocal melodies cultivate some earwormy hooks and fuzzy, 90s/â00s feels. Soul Blind possess a knack for writing textured, mildly sludgy, infectious rock ditties, dabbling in shoegazing atmospherics, and sturdier alt metal territories along the way. Soul Blind relish in AIC inspired earworms (âDyno,â âHide Your Evilâ), grittier, more aggressive alt metal fare (âBilly,â âNew York Smokeâ) and airy, indie pop-rock (âThru the Hazeâ). Soul Blind have work to do to stand out from their influences and develop a more unique sound and robust character. However, the signs are positive for better things to come. Red Sky Mourning is a solid throwback album and handy companion piece to the equally nostalgia-inspired album from Bleed earlier in the year.
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Cam Girl â Flesh & Chrome Review
By Kenstrosity
Every once in a blue moon, reviewing a local bandâespecially a largely DIY band like Asheville, North Carolinaâs Cam Girlâcomes with a few extra perks. Because of our proximity, I secured promo months in advance in the form of a sick translucent cyan vinyl and a digital mp3, and gleaned additional insight into how this record was made. Having that much more exposure and access to the band by the grace of locality helped contextualize exactly what Cam Girl aspire to be. In this case, the AVL trio1 have a single-minded focus: to become a phenomenon. Hard at work in pursuit of this lofty standard, Cam Girl prepared a sophomore record, Flesh & Chrome, that not only outstrips their debut, Untucked, but also marks a significant propulsion towards their ultimate goal.
Cam Girl isnât concerned with what musical box they may or may not fit, but rather with crafting unforgettable, addictive songs written specifically to infect your brainâpermanently. To that end, Cam Girl pulled out all the stops in songwriting, performance, and production. Flesh & Chrome builds around the infallible backbone of Kozy Kozetteâs simple, but wildly effective guitar lines, exuberant riffcraft, and rich harmonies. Topping that rock-hard instrumental foundation, Lily Larcenyâs vocal performance demonstrates a remarkable uptick in skillset, versatility, cadence, and potency from previous efforts. The rhythm section then sculpts heft and power, allowing Flesh & Chrome access to a greater breadth of audiences. But thatâs just the tip. In the same way that notable pop songwriters of the 80s used innuendo and sheer metaphors to subvert most public audiencesâ tolerance for the risquĂ©, Cam Girlâs lyrics do the inverse. Unabashedly sexual, confrontational, and unflinching in their simplicity and irreverence on the surface, these lyrics present a multifaceted and timely commentary. Instilling messages of empowerment and self-actualization; dispensing of arbitrarily dictated societal, gender, and sexual roles; and rebuking all forms of misogyny and gender discrimination/fetishization, Flesh & Chrome nonetheless makes no sacrifice to irresistible, kinky fun, and therein lies its magic.
Whether it be the stadium-ready âBubblegum Revolution,â the sassy âGirls Gotta Eat,â or the one-two-three-four-five punch that lights up an unstoppable run from âI Want Your Rock!â to the awesome self-titled closer, Flesh & Chrome offers an endless supply of killer material and no filler across a tight 32 minutes. In the early stages of Flesh & Chromeâs progression, familiar listeners might recognize a similar cocktail of Turbonegro/Blondie touchstones that Untucked showcased. However, hero anthems âGirls to the Topâ and âBubblegum Revolutionâ rouse the spirit higher with tighter, more focused writing and invigorating choruses. âFace the Factsâ and âStand Backâ use that initial push to load in a rebellious Rise Against spirit with more impactful musical energy and lyrical candor than ever. And how can I forget the organ-soaked âBack Sabbath,â a whimsical bit of devilish levity that bisects the record with a summoning of a powerful ass demon for the expressed purpose of dealing for a bigger ass?2
Whatever actually transpired during that âBack Sabbathâ worked wonders for Cam Girl, because Flesh & Chromeâs back half is stunning. Even factoring in the occasionalâbut thankfully briefâin-your-face spoken word verse3 in âI Want Your Rock!â and âSugar Rush,â the songs burst with vitality and stick with fierce adhesion. Furthermore, bouncy synths bubbling in the background of these tracks provide a new instrumental element that doubles down on chipped tuneage through yet another chorus hero, âIce Cream Nâ Soda Pop.â Reminiscent of a much more adult Wreck-It Ralph OST, these new instrumental baubles complement Kozyâs increasingly metamorphic riffs, leads, and solos across all manner of references and inspirations. But, in no way do these novel excursions across the frets pull away from Cam Girlâs core sound or unmistakable identity. In fact, they reinforce and elevate it. This, in turn, sets up closing duo âPlastic Princessâ and âFlesh & Chromeâ to gleam as stellar culminations of every songwriting development Cam Girl exhibits across Flesh & Chrome. Boasting fun lyrics, brilliant guitar work,4 and spine-tingling choruses featuring some of Lilyâs finest exhibitions yet, these B-sides demand my undivided attention so raptly that I fantasize about listening to them again, even before they end.
Thereâs so much more about Flesh & Chrome that I desperately want to highlight in greater detail. Lilyâs bang-on Agnete Kirkevaag (Madder Mortem) vocal tone when she sings more melodic phrases; bassist Robbie Forbesâ throbbing low end counterpoint; Kozyâs sneaky Iron Maiden gallops, and her cool artwork and layout;5 Matt Langstonâs and Jeremy SH Griffithâs punchy production;6 I could go on. And yet, it still feels like Cam Girl is only getting started. If their goal is to become a phenomenon, Flesh & Chrome makes for one helluva launch!
Rating: Excellent!
DR: 5 (Digital mp3) | Formats Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3 | Physical Vinyl
Label: Self Released
Websites: camgirlband.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/camgirlband
Releases Worldwide: June 27th, 2025
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Stuck in the Filter: January 2025âs Angry Misses
By Kenstrosity
We enter January under the impression that our underpowered filtration system couldnât possibly get any more clogged up. Those blistering winds that overwhelm the vents with an even greater portion of debris and detritus pose a great challenge and a grave danger to my minions. Crawling through the refuse as more flies in all william-nilliam, my faithful lackeys brave the perils of the job and return, as they always do, with solid chunks of semi-precious ore.
And so I stand before you, my greedy little gremlins, in a freshly pressed flesh suit that only the elite like myself adorn, and present January 2025âs Filter finds. REJOICE!
Kenstrosityâs Fresh(ish) Finds
Bloodcrusher // Voidseeker [January 9th, 2025 â Barf Bag Records]
The sun rises on a new year, and most are angrier than ever. Whatâs a better way to process that anger than jamming a phat slab of brutal slamming deathcore into your gob, right? Oregon one-man-slammajamma Bloodcrusher understand this, and so sophomore outburst Voidseeker provides the goods. These are tunes meant not for musicality or delicacy but for brute-force face-caving. Ignorant stomps and trunk-rattling slams trade blows with serrated tremolo slides and a dry pong snare with a level of ferocity uncommon even in this unforgiving field (âAgonal Cherubim ft. Jack Christensenâ). Feel the blistering heat of choice cuts âSerpents Circle ft. Azerate Nakamuraâ or âDeath Battalion: Blood Company ft. The Gore Corpsâ and you have no choice but to submit to their immense heft. Prime lifting material, Voidseekerâs most straightforward cuts guarantee shattered PRs and spontaneous combustion of your favorite gym shorts as your musculature explodes in volume (âSlave Cult,â âSanguis Aeternus,â âBlood Frenzyâ). If you ask me, that sounds like a wonderful problem to have. As they pummel your cranium into dust with deadly slam riffs (âMalus et Mortis ft. Ryan Sporer,â âSeeker of the Void,â âEarthcrusherâ) or hack and slash your bones with serrated tremolos (âRazors of Anguish,â âMethmouth PSAâ), remember that Bloodcrusher is only trying to help.
Skaldr // SamÌŁsrÌŁ [January 31st, 2025 â Avantgarde Music]
Virginiaâs black metal upstarts Skaldr donât do anything new. If youâve heard any of black metalâs second wave, or even more melodic fare by some of my favorite meloblack bands like Oubliette, Stormkeep, and Vorga, Skaldrâs material feels like a cozy blanket of fresh snow. Kicking off their second record, SamÌŁsrÌŁ, in epic fashion, âThe Sum of All Lossâ evokes a swaying dance that lulls me into its otherwordly arms. As SamÌŁsrÌŁ progresses through its seven movements, tracks like the gorgeous âStorms Collideâ and the lively âThe Crossingâ strike true every synapse in my brain, flooding my system with a goosebump-inducing fervor quelled solely by the burden of knowing it must end. Indeed, these short 43 minutes leave me ravenous for more, as Skaldrâs lead-focused wiles charm me over and over again without excess repetition of motifs or homogenization of tones and textures (âFrom Depth to Dark,â âThe Cinder, The Flame, The Sunâ). Some of its best moments eclipse its weakest, but weak moments are thankfully few and far between. In reality, Skaldrâs most serious flaw is that they align so closely with their influences, thereby limiting SamÌŁsrÌŁâs potential to stand out. Nonetheless, it represents one of the more engaging and well-realized examples of the style. Hear it!
Subterranean Lava Dragon // The Great Architect [January 23rd, 2025 â Self Release]
Formed from members of Black Crown Initiate and Minarchist, Pennsylvaniaâs Subterranean Lava Dragon take the successful parts of their pedigreeâs progressive death metal history and transplant them into epic, fantastical soundscapes on their debut LP The Great Architect. Despite the riff-focused, off-kilter nature of The Great Architect, there lies a mystical, mythical backbone behind everything Subterranean Lava Dragon do (âThe Great Architect,â âBleed the Throneâ). Delicate strums of the guitar, multifaceted percussion, and noodly soloing provide a thoughtful thread behind the heaviest crush of prog-death riffs and rabid roars, a combination that favorably recalls Blind the Huntsmen (âThe Silent Kin,â âA Dream of Drowningâ). In a tight 42 minutes, Subterranean Lava Dragon approaches progressive metal with a beastly heft and a compelling set of teethâlargely driven by the expert swing and swagger of the bass guitarâthat differentiates The Great Architect from the greater pool of current prog. Yet, its pursuit of creative song structure, reminiscent of Obsidious at times, allows textured gradations and nuanced layers to elevate the final product (âA Question of Eris,â âOv Ritual Matricideâ). It is for these reasons that I heartily recommend The Great Architect to anyone who appreciates smart, but still dangerous and deadly, metal.
Thus Spokeâs Likeable Leftovers
Besna // KrĂĄsno [January 16th, 2025 â Self Release]
It was the esteemed Doom et Al who first made me aware of Solvakian post-black group Besna. 2022âs ZverstvĂĄ was charming and moving in equal respects, with its folky vibe amplifying the punch of blackened atmosphere and epicness. With KrĂĄsno, the group take things in a sharper, more refined, and still more compelling direction, showing real evolution and improvement. The vague leanings towards the electronic play a larger role (âZmrĂĄka sa,â âHraniceâ), but songs also make use of snappier, and stronger emotional surges (âKrĂĄsno,â âMesto spĂâ), the polished production to the atmospherics counterbalanced sleekly by the rough, ardent screams and pleasingly prominent percussion. KrĂĄsno literally translates as âbeautiful,â and Besna get away with titling their sophomore so bluntly because it is accurate. Melodies are more sweeping and stirring (âKrĂĄsno,â âOceĂĄn prachu,â âMeso spĂâ), and the integration of the harsh amidst the mellow is executed more affectively (âHranice,â âBezhviezdna oblohaâ) than in the bandâs previous work. Particularly potent are KrĂĄsnoâs subtle nods and reprises of harmonic themes spanning the record (âKrĂĄsno,â âOceĂĄn prachu,â âMesto spĂâ), recurring like waves in an uplifting way that reminds me of Deadly Carnageâs Through the Void, Above the Suns. Barely scraping past half an hour, the beautiful KrĂĄsno can be experienced repeatedly in short succession; which is the very least this little gem deserves.
Tymeâs Ticking Bomb
Trauma Bond // Summer Ends. Some Are Long Gone [January 12, 2025 â Self-Released]
Conceptualized by multi-instrumentalist Tom Mitchell1 and vocalist Eloise Chong-Gargette, London, Englandâs Trauma Bond plays grindcore with a twist. Formed in 2020 and on the heels of two other EPsââ21âs The Violence of Spring and â22âs Winterâs LightâJanuary 2025 sees Trauma Bond release its first proper album, Summer Ends. Some Are Long Gone, the third in a seasonally themed quadrilogy. Twisting and reshaping the boundaries of grindcore, not unlike Beaten to Death or Big Chef, Trauma Bond douses its grind with a gravy boat full of sludge. Past the moodily tribal and convincing intro âBrushed by the Stormâ lies fourteen minutes of grindy goodness (âRegards,â âRepulsionâ), sludgian skullduggery (âChewing Fatâ), and caustic cantankerousness (âThumb Skin for Dinnerâ). Youâll feel violated and breathless even before staring down the barrel of nine-and-a-half minute closer âDissonance,â a gargantuanly heavy ear-fuck that will liquefy whatâs left of the organs inside your worthless skin with its slow, creeping sludgeastation. I was not expecting to hear what Trauma Bond served up, as the minimalist cover art drew me in initially, but Iâm digging it muchly. Independently released, Summer Ends. Some Are Long Gone is a hell of an experience and should garner Trauma Bond a label partner. Iâll be hoping for that, continuing to support them, and looking forward to whatever autumn brings.
Icebergâs Bleak Bygones
Barshasketh // Antinomian Asceticsm [January 9th, 2025 â W.T.C Productions]
My taste for black metal runs a narrow, anti-secondwave path. I want oppressive, nightmarish atmosphere, sure, but I also crave rich, modern production and technically proficient instrumental performances. Blending the fury of early Behemoth, the cinematic scope of Deathspell Omega, and the backbeat-supported drones of Panzerfaust, Barshaskethâs latest fell square in my target area. The pealing bells of âRadiant Apertureâ beckoned me into Antinomian Asceticsmâs sacred space, a dark world populated with rippling drum fills, surprisingly melodic guitar work, and a varied vocal attack that consistently keeps things fresh. With the average track length in the 6-minute territory, repeat listens are necessary to reveal layers of rhythm and synth atmosphere that give the album its complexity. A throwaway interlude (âPhaneron Engulfâ) and a drop in energy in the second and third tracks stop this from being a TYMHM entry, but anyone with a passing interest in technical black metal with lots of atmosphere should check this out.
Deus Sabaoth // Cycle of Death [January 17th, 2025 â Self-Released]
Deus Sabaoth have a lot going for them to catch my attention, beyond that absolutely entrancing cover art. Released under the shadow of war, this debut record from the Ukrainian trio bills itself as âBaroque metal,â another tag that piqued my interest. Simply put, Deus Sabaoth play melodic black metal, but thereâs a lot more brewing under the surface. I hear the gothic, unsettled storytelling of The Vision Bleak, the drenching laments of Draconian, and the diligent, dynamic riffing of Mistur. The core metal ensemble of guitar, bass and drums is present, but the trio is augmented by a persistent accompaniment of piano and strings. The piano melodiesâoften doubled on the guitarâare where the baroque influence shines the greatest, echoing the bouncing, repetitive styling of a toccata (âMercenary Seer,â âFaceless Warriorâ). The vocals are something of an acquired taste, mainly due to their too-far-forward mix, but thereâs a vitality and drive to this album that keeps me hooked throughout. And while its svelte 7 song runtime feels more like an EP at times, Cycle of Death shows enough promise from the young band that Iâll keep my eyes peeled in the future.
GardensTaleâs Tab of Acid
I Donât Do Drugs, I Am Drugs // I Donât Do Drugs, I Am Drugs [January 27th, 2025 â Self-released]
When you name yourself after a famous Salvador DalĂ quote, you better be prepared to back it up with an appropriate amount of weird shit. Thankfully, I Donât Do Drugs, I Am Drugs strives to be worthy of the moniker. The bandâs self-titled debut is a psychedelic prog-death nightmare of off-kilter riffs, structures that seem built upon dream logic, layers of ethereal synths and bizarre mixtures of vocal styles. The project was founded by Scott Hogg, guitarist for Cyclops Cataract, who is responsible for everything but the vocals. That includes all the songwriting. Hogg throws the listener off with an ever-shifting array of Gojira-esque plodding syncopation and thick, throbbing layers of harmonics that lean discordant without fully shifting into dissonance. But the songs float as easily into other-worldly soundscapes (âThe Tree that Died in itâs[sic] Sleepâ) or off-putting balladry (âConfierousâ). BP of Madder Mortem handles vocals, and he displays an aptitude for the many facets required to buoy the intriguing but unintuitive music, his shouts and screams and cleans and hushes often layered together in strange strata either more or less than human. The combined result resembles a nightmare Devin may have had around 2005 after listening too much Ephel Duath. Itâs not yet perfected; the ballad doesnât quite work, and the compositions are sometimes a bit too dedicated to their lack of handholds. But itâs a hell of a trip, and a very convincing mission statement. A band to keep an eye on!
Dear Hollowâs Gunk Behooval
Bloodbark // Sacred Sound of Solitude [January 3rd, 2025 â Northern Silence Productions]
Bloodbarkâs debut Bonebranches offered atmospheric black metal a minimalist spin, as cold and relentless as Paysage dâHiver, as textured as Fen, and as barren as the mountains it depicts, exuding a natural crispness that recalls Falls of Rauros. Seven years later, we are graced with its follow-up, the majestic Sacred Sound of Solitude. Like its predecessor, the classic atmoblack template is cut with post-black to create an immensely rich and dynamic tapestry, lending all the hallmarks of frostbitten blackened sound (shrieks, blastbeats, tremolo) with the depth of a more modern approach. Twinkling leads, frosty synths, and forlorn piano survey the frigid vistas, while the more furious blackened portions scale snowbound peaks, utilized with the utmost restraint and bound by yearning chord progressions (âGlacial Respite,â âGrieverâs Domainâ). A new element in the actâs sound is clean vocals (âTime is Nothing,â âAugury of Snowâ), which lend a far more melancholy vibe alongside trademark shrieking. Bloodbark offers top-tier atmospheric black metal, a reminder of the always-looming winter.
Great American Ghost // Tragedy of the Commons [January 31st, 2025 â SharpTone Records]
Bostonâs Great American Ghost used to be extremely one-note, a coattail-rider of the likes of Kublai Khan and Knocked Loose. Deathcore muscles whose veins pulse to the beat of a hardcore heart, youâd be forgiven to see opener âKeroseneâ as a sign of stagnation â chunky breakdowns and punk beats, feral barks and callouts, and a hardcore frowny face sported throughout. But Tragedy of the Commons is a far more layered affair, with echoes of metalcore past (âGhost in Flesh,â âHymns of Decayâ), pronounced and tasteful nu-metal influence a la Deftones (âGenocide,â âReality/Relapseâ), and more variety in their rhythms and tempos, reflecting a Fit for an Autopsy-esque cutthroat intensity and ominous crescendos alongside a more pronounced influence of melody and manic dissonance (âEchoes of War,â âForsakenâ). Is it still meatheaded? Absolutely. Are its more âexperimentalâ pieces in just well-trodden paths of metalcore bands past? Oh definitely. But gracing Great American Ghost a voice beyond the hardcore beatdowns does Tragedy of the Commons good and gives this one-trick pony another trail to wander.
Steel Druhmâs Detestible Digestibles
Guts // Nightmare Fuel [January 31st, 2025 â Self-Release]
Finlandâs Guts play a weird âcaveman on a Zamboniâ variant of groove-heavy death metal that mixes OSDM with sludge and stoner elements for something uniquely sticky and pulversizing. On Nightmare Fuel, the material keeps grinding forward at a universal mid-tempo pace powered by phat, crushing grooves. â571â sounds like a Melvins song turned into a death metal assault, and it shouldnât work, but it very much does. The blueprint for what Guts do is so basic, but they manage to keep cracking skulls on track after track as you remain locked in place helplessly. Nightmare Fuel is a case study into how less can be MOAR, as Guts staunchly adhere to their uncomplicated approach and make it work so well. Each track introduces a rudimentary riff and beats you savagely with it for 3-4 minutes with little variation. Things reset for the next track, and a new riff comes out to pound you into schnitzel all over again. This is the Guts experience, and you will be utterly mulched by massive prime movers like âMortarâ and âRavenous Leech,â the latter of which sounds like an old Kyuss song refitted with death vocals and unleashed upon mankind. The relentlessly monochromatic riffs are things of minimalist elegance that you need to experience. Nightmare Fuel is a slow-motion ride straight into a brick wall, so brace for a concrete facial.
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