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This one admittedly came down to the wire, but we still got this one in before 2026 begins so all is well. If you've missed out on my long-winded justifications for why my Favorites lists habitually run a year late, you can find an explanation here. Long story short, this year-behind approach allows releases to outlast a narrow moment in time. I enjoy the process of reflection, and I like to think a shoutout 18 months later or whatever is nice for the bands involved. So! These are 24 albums from 2024 that are, in significant hindsight, still very much my favorite albums of 2024. In terms of format, this list follows my established convention, i.e. alphabetical and unranked. Genres are primarily metal and hip hop adjacent--someday I may split the list into different genre categories for the sake of covering more releases, but today is not that day. If you are at all interested, you can check out my Favorite EPs of 2024 here, and my Favorite Album Artwork of 2024 here. The trilogy is complete. Regardless of whether or not you check out anything appearing in these lists, I hope you're inspired to revisit a favorite or two from yesteryear. To the readers: thank you for reading! It means a lot and I am very grateful that you've chosen to spend time checking out what some random internet guy thinks is cool. To the artists: thank you for making music that is cool. I have very much enjoyed listening and writing. Let's dive in, shall we?
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Written by: The Administrator
Whelp. Here I am once more, basking uncomfortably in the midst of list season, justifying why my year end lists are published a year behind schedule. If you've been around for a while, please feel free to skip ahead to the good stuff. If you're wondering why I do it this way, here's a brief explanation: I firmly believe that staying power is an important aspect of music appreciation. The ability of a project to outlast the narrow moment in time immediately surround release day is a testament to its quality. In deliberate spite of the inevitable industry churn, I enjoy the process of looking backwards to revisit old favorites at this time of year. But mostly, I started doing this because I got wildly off-schedule and found great value in committing to the bit. This is the way it is, now and forever. If you are at all interested, you can check out my Favorite Album Artwork of 2024 here, and my Favorite Albums of 2024 list will follow at, y'know, some random and inopportune point in the future. So: here are 20 EPs from 2024 that, given significant hindsight, are still my favorite EPs of 2024. They made an impact and stuck around in my rotation, and that's worth celebrating. As per established precedent, the following list draws from the assorted genres and subgenres that interest me, mostly within the sphere of metal and rap. I took some liberties with the "EP" label; some may technically be mini-albums, so apologies in advance. The list is alphabetical and unranked. Everything comes highly recommended. I'd also like to issue a massive umbrella "thank you!" to every artist who contributed to the releases contained within this list. And to you: thank you for your readership of this little music blog! You're very cool and I appreciate you very much. 
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Greetings, dear readers, and welcome back to yet another premiere! We're stepping it up today with a full album, courtesy of Baltimore's Born of Plagues. The mighty Dead Endings is their sophomore release, and if you're on the hunt for something as crushingly gloomy as it is crushingly heavy, I suspect you'll find this one quite worth your while. Born of Plagues play an intriguing brand of death-doom that feels as funereal and moody as it is brawny and sludgy. I'm immediately drawn to anything that seeks to combine the tenets of death and doom; like many of the great duos of history, the genre conglomerate succeeds because it is greater than the sum of its component parts. I'm obviously a massive fan of both on their own, but when the sheer aggression of death metal meets the morose melancholy of doom, something borderline magical is liable to occur. By virtue of comparison, the doomy elements seem doomier, and the deathy moments seem, y'know. Deathier? On Dead Endings, the doom elements do feel more overtly prominent across the breadth, but the death-adjacent inclusions serve well to elevate the project. There's a notable sense of dynamics at play, and the juxtaposition of a stygian gloom with well-placed bloody-knuckled pugilism helps maintain interest and intrigue. A good death-doom project will often demonstrate a strong sense of push and pull, ebb and flow, give and take. Dead Endings fulfills this quality quite handily. Prior to its official release tomorrow, November 21st, we're pleased to present Dead Endings in its entirety. Check it out below! Do it quickly, lest I bore you with more pontification on the many merits of death and doom's unholy union. As always, we'll meet again on the far side!  Written by: The Administrator We slumbering scribes were out of the premiere game for a minute there. But alas! Good Boy PR has revived us from our beauty sleep with a series of slumber-shattering projects that deserve the ol' premiere treatment. The genre-stew cacophony of Old Deer was the jumpstart we needed, evidently; this week will see not one but two premieres, the first of which comes from Slôdder, Sweden's own self-reported "rabid and misanthropic" slingers of sludge. Today's track/music video in question, "Brat Salad," serves as the third single for Slôdder's forthcoming album Narcissist, which drops November 26th. It's the followup to 2023's “A Mind Designed To Destroy Beautiful Things,” and I can comfortably say that it is inordinately heavy. Indeed, a brief scan of the FFO's indicates that Slôdder represents music that is profoundly hefty, loud, and uncompromising. EyeHateGod, Iron Monkey, Fistula, Weedeater, Brainoil, Anti Cimex, and Discharge are all referenced. I hardly need to tell you that this lineup--and I mean this in the most complimentary sense--makes for a migraine-inducing roster. Slôdder likewise exudes heaviness. At this point in their career, they are no strangers to music that crushes and bludgeons with a grim and dissatisfied determination. Getting to the point: "Brat Salad" makes a strong argument for their commitment to the craft. We are honored to premiere the track and video here today. Give it a listen (and a watch!) below. As always, we'll meet you on the other side! "Brat Salad" is perhaps best enjoyed with the volume set somewhere between "dull roar" and "skull-splitting." There's a true physicality baked into the music, with Slôdder's low end indulging in a beastly tone that feels like it could cause genuine and long-lasting bodily harm if encountered in a live setting. This is ribcage-splintering, lung-crushing, artery-bursting stuff. For all its implicit groove, the bass is weaponized and impactful. And, in leaning into the most aggressive side of sludge pedigree, "Brat Salad" is laced with considerable hardcore vitriol. The anguished vocals could strip paint. There's a whole lot of caustic and incendiary energy here. The urgency of the vocals pairs nicely with the more traditionally plodding presence of the doomy instrumentation. If you enjoy this track, I recommend checking out the prior two singles--"opener "Buzzmonkey" is brief and fairly blistering, and "peacock syndrome" takes a similarly powerful drive while extending it into a longer form composition. And lest it be forgot: the music video! The fragmented greysclae imagery suits the sonics quite well, and the generally morose footage of driving down a featureless road that encompasses the first half is uncomfortably medetative. The back half introduces some remarkable lo-def imagery: the band performing, faces, unfurling hands, guns, violence, riot police. It is stark and monochromatic and effective. It now occurs to me that I've overcomplicated this writeup significantly. I could have simply said that "Brat Salad" is heavy as fuck at left it at that. So: "Brat Salad" is heavy as fuck. Check it out, and keep an eye (and ear) out for Narcissist on November 26th. Slôdder - Narcissist will be released November 26, 2025 via Shit County Records. Find it here.
In a continuing attempt to cover more music that would all-too-oft slip through the very large cracks, we slumbering scribes are making an effort to publish short(er) reviews at a greater frequency, thereby shining our very small spotlight on more cool music. Without further ado, here's a new track with some thick riffage.
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Based solely on their moniker, what genre would you ascribe to Austria's own TarLung? Let me give you three guesses. No, wait--that's far too generous. One guess is almost certainly enough. This is very clearly a band that revels in the simple pleasures: massive doom riffs, beast-like sludge roars, and the crushing embrace of fuzz. TarLung recently signed to the venerable Argonauta Records, and to A. celebrate said signing, and B. incite a little excitement for the forthcoming Axis Mundi, they've dropped a stellar single. "Static Noise" leans heavily into heft, with an emphasis on engaging riffage and a generally oppressive presence. The track bursts out of the gate with a rousing start-stop riff that establishes itself firmly and remains an anchor throughout the track's runtime. Philipp Seiler's vocals, when they eventually kick in, are as sludgy and swampy as you might imagine--he sounds like a amphibious beast recently risen from the mire, coated in algae and hacking mud from his gills. I'm a sucker for this kind of delivery: nasty and utterly Brobdingnagian. If you are familiar with TarLung's work on 2021's excellent "Architect," I'm pleased to report that they have upped the ante in terms of intensity. And while many a promo promises that an album is the band's "heaviest to date," I'm pretty sure that's a truthful assessment in this particular case. "Static Noise" is verifiably heavy as hell. It feels massive and looming and borderline gargantuan, and that's all I've got to say about that. "Static Noise" serves as a harbinger of TarLung's Axis Mundi, which sees release via Argonauta Records on Jan. 30th, 2026. Give heed, etc. etc. 
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Promo material for Someone in the House, the debut album from Denver's Old Deer, describes its genre affiliations thusly: "notes of sludge, doom, and post-metal, woven into foundations of blistering mathcore, noise rock, and post-hardcore." A wide array of descriptors are then employed, seemingly hitting all the bases when it comes to heavy music. Someone in the House is dizzying, harrowing, visceral, brutal, and spidery. It is ear-shredding, shape-shifting, and pit-inducing. Unpredictable and extreme. Needless to say, before hitting play, I was unsure what exactly to expect lurking within. I was also very excited, because all of the words above indicate that Old Deer have concocted an optimal recipe for cacophony. I mean this both in a predictive sense (I'm willing to bet this album is cacophonous!) and a descriptive one (I listened to this album and it is indeed cacophonous!) Truth be told, I love a well-executed cacophony, and I love what Old Deer have done with this album. But! Before I scare you away with ceaseless blathering: Someone in the House is available today, Nov. 7th. We're pleased and honored to offer a full album stream. Give it a listen below, and, as always, we'll meet you on the other side!
Welcome to another edition of DEMO(LITION) DERBY, a regrettably infrequent column dedicated solely to demos. Existing for the sole purpose of bolstering our underground cred since uhhh 2024! If you like reading about demos, check out a previous review here.
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It's been a long while since we've hosted a good ol' demo(lition) derby 'round these parts, and not for lack of material. However, rather than covering any of the delectable morsels currently circling the scummy surface of the promo pit, I felt moved to revisit something sludgy from the primordial days. Back in 2018, when ye olde Sleeping Village existed as a mere Instagram page, I briefly reviewed Slother's first and only project to date. Originally entitled Demo 2018, this 19-minute 4-track release was renamed to MMXVIII a few months later when From The Urn picked it up for a cassette release. The album cover aesthetic is a pretty serviceable hook, but should you require a succinctly accurate descriptor in written form, Quebec City's Slother delineates their sound thusly: “damp riffs.” For a batch of songs evidently discovered in the depths of the St. Lawrence and thrust into mildew’d service, this seems pretty damn accurate. Sopping aesthetic notwithstanding, Slother deals in an obtusely visceral blend of slasher sludge and hefty doom. The riffs are colossal and plodding and violent, often serving as an impenetrable sonic shroud. In terms of tone, the project is defined by an excess of thick fuzz, but while some bands utilize fuzz to create a warm and enveloping environment, Slother revels in grimy suffocation. An occasional lead worms its way through the fray, but the heft of the rhythm is the primary draw here. And, if all this ain’t enough to wet your whistle, the leisurely harsh vocals should seal the deal. These roars and bellows on display, courtesy of one "Pick," are languorously massive. I'm also a fan of the rare inclusion of a vocal sample--"Skrimshaw," for example, fires off with Bush's confident assertion that "the human being and fish can coexist peacefully." While they do appear to be active, judging from some minor activity on social media, I'm sad that Slother haven't released anything since this very promising demo. Or perhaps they are merely taking their sweet time? A slothful approach to songcraft feels apropos, but in the meantime, I yearn for more. Slother - Demo 2018/MMXVIII was self-released May 17th, 2025, and Sept. 2nd, 2018 on CS via From the Urn. Find it here 
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British summertime is the perfect time for sludge metal. The air is breezeless and humid, pressing downwards, cooking us in our homes and office cubicles. Flying ants mass at our windows, horde-like, a many-legged Great Heathen Army swarming over dying grass and melting bitumen. Government officials at every level are acting like proper bastards, though this is a less seasonal thing than one would hope for. It is in these oppressive climes that I revisited a growing back catalogue of modern UK sludge. The likes of Mastiff (a contributor to the Cyberpunk OST) and Swamp Coffin, both with excellent full length releases last year, have been fixtures of my listening recently. But another band I saw live a few years ago above a record shop in Sheffield also caught my attention during my heat-addled odyssey--Stockport’s Under. Appropriately for a band whose own Instagram describes them as a ‘tentacle K-hole nightmare’, there’s some interesting stuff going on in Under’s discography. The trio, formed in 2015, have released a series of EPs, splits, and full lengths that have honed a unique brand of progressive and at times psychedelic sludge. Musically, Under often swing between extremes, switching from slower and heavier riffs to quicker sections that display sludge’s hardcore influence, while incorporating a mix of almost soft cleans, high screams, and shouted vocals. Training Resource #5 (the band’s fifth release) was released in November 2020, just before the beginning of the second COVID lockdown in the UK, and I can remember that you could almost taste the resignation to what was to come on the air. The art of the EP, which is up there with the most unique metal album covers around, actually reminds me of that time, of that bizarre online academic and corporate culture that emerged during the pandemic, and never really went away.
In a continuing attempt to cover more music that would all-too-oft slip through the very large cracks, we slumbering scribes are making an effort to publish short reviews at a greater frequency, thereby shining our very small spotlight on more cool shit. Without further ado, here's a cool post-sludge/doom single.
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Sometimes, dear readers, the promo pit delivers. Whilst searching to satiate a craving for darkly menacing music, I randomly listened to this new single from Poland's Optical Sun...and loved it so much I immediately took their debut album for a few spins. Optical Sun play a murky brand of post-sludge interspersed with notably intense vocals and the liberal application of samples from old Polish movies. In service of oppressive doom and gloom, they also utilize a double-bass technique. As such, "Mój Bóg nie Umarł" is ominous and delightfully hefty, a clear result of that extra emphasis in the bass department. The film samples, for which I admittedly lack any frame of reference, sound very well incorporated, and overall add another layer of intensity. Promo indicates that the band borrows excerpts from the film Diabeł directed by Andrzej Zulawski, from the TV series Przyłbice i Kaptury, directed by Marek Piestrak, and Zbigniew Jerzyna's radio drama Gasnące kolory. There's one part where the speaker sounds on verge of hyperventilation--no clue what they are saying, but it sounds like a less-than-comfortable situation, to be sure. The lurching laughter is creepy too. Samples aside, the vocals are sludgy and throaty and raw in a way that really tickles my fancy--the chanting on the back end, for example, is super forceful and cuts through the instrumentation with an eerie edge. "Mój Bóg nie Umarł" serves as the first single from Optical Sun's forthcoming sophomore album. The track does end very abruptly, which makes me wonder if the album flows from track to track in a seamless fashion. Time will tell! As far as typical rollouts go, it's pretty damn early--Diabeł is scheduled for release on Sept. 11th, so can only assume we'll see more singles drop between now and then. I'll be keeping an eye/ear out. Listen to "Mój Bóg nie Umarł" below and find it on Bandcamp here! Written by: The Administrator  A music video premiere is a fairly infrequent affair at ye olde Sleeping Village, but not quite infrequent enough to consider "rare." Perhaps "uncommon" would be a better measure. In any case, it's been a while since we ran one of these, and the theater required significant sprucing up before we felt comfortable allowing you fine folks inside. With the cobwebs and dust bunnies banished, then, the show is ready to begin. We'll dim the lights. Make yourself comfortable.
Today's feature presentation comes to us from Dublin, Ireland's Fós. The forthcoming Níl mo chroí in aon rud, out Jan. 27th, demonstrates a haunting blend of traditional Irish folk singing with the sheer droning heft of doom and sludge. It's a fusion that feels as natural as it is engaging, and "Bádaí na Scadán" serves as a perfect showcase of Fós's uniquely eerie and captivating aesthetic. Give "Bádaí na Scadán" a listen (and a watch!) below, and we'll meet you on the other side. |
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