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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. In that spirit, here's a mini-review of a thrashy debut single.
Written by: The Administrator
This year, we slumbering scribes made a deliberate attempt to check out more debut singles. When review requests from brand new bands arrive, they all-too-oft fall through the cracks of the promo pit, overshadowed by flashier release announcements from bands with broader brand recognition. After focusing a little more diligently on discovering these undiscovered tracks, I ended up writing about some very cool debut singles--check out mini-reviews of the first-born tracks from Negative Bliss, Slaughtersun, and Elsewhere. But! I evidently wasn't diligent enough, having regrettably missed this banger from Theocracide, leaving it waiting in the ol' inbox for an embarrassingly long time. Better late than never? Released back on June 14th of this year, "Neutralise The Predator" is an energetic thrash ripper that goes for the throat right out of the gate. This track delivers the kinetic clamor and riff-forward aggression that we can only expect from a band citing New Wave of Thrash influences such as Warbringer and Havok. But Theocracide also provide a welcome additional heft with notable bass presence and some punky vigor, integrating a little stomping crossover into the proceedings. Check out that muscular groove that sets the stage for the back-half soloing. Thematically, "Neutralise The Predator" provides a conduit for catharsis--to quote promo material, the track overtly "tackles issues of assault and sexual violence in society whilst providing an outlet for survivor’s rage and the desire for retribution." Bena Pietroni's vocals are acidic and sharp, and feel explosive without ever pulling ahead of the instrumentation. There's an incendiary urgency in the delivery that is exciting and vehement. Most of all, "Neutralise The Predator" is music that demands a full-body experience. There's something to be said for a present-day thrash song that makes me want to kick over my desk chair and start a one-man mosh in the confines of this lonely scriptorium. Give me a full album of this energetic ire and I'll happily be inventing techniques to swing elbows into my own teeth. If you like crossover or thrash in general, you should check this one out. In terms of new music, it does looks like Theocracide have another single on the horizon--I've pre-saved "Warning of the Serpent, which drops next week! Theocracide - "Neutralise The Predator" was released June 14th, 2024.Find it here!
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I'm no expert, but I'm fairly certain it is impossible to look at this album cover and imagine it attached to anything other than some comically distorted and trippy psychedelia. Y'know, the good stuff. Terra is the debut album from Acid Arno, a self-described "loud trio" out of Berlin, and the three track contained within do not disappoint when it comes to rich fuzz and expansive acidic leads. I'm in love with this poetic and extremely apt description lifted from their promo material: Terra combines "layers of bowing deep fuzzes, lysergic delays supported by stone primal percussiveness set down in a dilated dark-trip composition." If that isn't enough, their bandcamp description states that they are "grounded to space." And yeah. I couldn't agree more. All of this is exceedingly accurate. Well said. 
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Look. This one came out a while ago and I am extremely and unfashionably late. There's no time nor reason for a meandering introduction: we're dealing with a bayou blastbeats recommendation featuring some sick as fuck cover art. Which is, frankly, already a winning combination in my book. Let's get into it, shall we? On the five-track Black Starless Sky, Lafayette, Louisiana's own Pale Misery play a unique brand of second wave black metal that revels in doomy dourness. Sonically speaking, this release does feel quite dismal and dreary compared to their 2019 EP Black Candles and Gutter Scum, which was generally more crusty, more explosive, more outwardly incendiary. In contrast, the tracks lurking herein center an overwhelming ominous gloom that melds with the harsher elements, lending the entire package a notably dark and caliginous aura. I wouldn't consider this "atmospheric" per se, but they have certainly done well to establish an atmosphere. This is depressing stuff, as morose as plumbing a decrepit well and finding nothing but the reflection of the titular black starless sky. 
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One of my most-listened EPs of 2020 was Deserts of Mars' stellar Return From The Void, an eclectic and addictive 5-track project that effectively consumed my listening habits for the better part of a year. I'm fairly certain that these tracks are permanently and physically etched upon my brain, and I ended my (very extensive) review by predicating that I would inevitably be listening Return From The Void until the band released something new. Little did I know that new music from the Mars camp would be a loooong time coming. But! I am happy to report that Deserts of Mars have successfully maintained a prominent position in rotation whenever the urge for some familiar stoner metal hits. Which is, y'know, quite often. I am also happy to report that the mighty Dead Planet Exodus, released independently on Oct. 18th, was well worth the wait. Self-describing their hefty and irresistible style as "Mars Metal," Deserts of Mars exists in a fuzzy and occasionally tempestuous zone between stoner rock, grunge, doom, and a little trad metal attitude strewn about as well. This thing is loaded up with hard rockin' riffs and sci-fi flourishes galore, and immediately establishes a well-defined interplanetary aesthetic--not cosmic per se, but rugged and dusty. This is a concept album through and through, with the interwoven crash-landed-on-an-hostile-alien-planet storyline proving an engaging and consistent framework. And not to be overshadowed by the narrative, the music itself is likewise engaging and consistent. If you're looking for a brief review: Dead Planet Exodus is a wonderful album that successfully builds a world and capitalizes on pent-up potential, and I have very much enjoyed spending time with it over the past few months. If you're looking for a significantly longer review: I've got you covered. Read on below! 
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Welcome back to AMPWALL Roundup, our new column dedicated to shining a little light on music that we slumbering scribes find whilst trawling through the explore page over on Ampwall. That "random tag" search feature has turned up some good stuff over the past week. If you don't know what this whole Ampwall thing is all about, please take a quick gander at Volume I, where we get a little more in-depth regarding the many virtues of the new platform/marketplace/community. We here at ye olde Sleeping Village are big advocates for the integration of additional resources into the independent artist's promo toolkit. To that end, having more music-purchasing people become aware of Ampwall's existence will only help it grow as a viable option moving forward. Anyways, let's get to the music! Below are 6 (more!) bands I highly recommend checking out. 
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Greetings, dear reader! Before you read any further into this review, I implore you to hit play on "A Thousand Swords," the opening track on Legendarium's mighty new album. There's a handy embed located below for your convenience. Let it ride while you read! So. When one opens with a barn-burning riff of this caliber, the listener is inevitably left to wonder: was anything kept in reserve? Was the eternity of this album's guitar power unleashed in one glorious display of incendiary fury? What could possibly follow? In the case of For Eternal Glory, there's quite a few places left to venture. Nominally operating under the elusive "powerdeath" tag, Legendarium has built a unique aesthetic over the years that incorporates a variety of sights and sounds from a diverse palette of genres, ranging from melodic death, to power, to folk, to heavy metal. The primary influence of classic melodeath à la Ensiferum or At The Gates is readily apparent in the hefty riffcraft and the inclusion of gruff harsh vocals. There's a gallop at play, evoking the glory of NWOBHM without ever fully abandoning those death-ier influences. However, while undoubtably a guitar album, For Eternal Glory never feels caged in nor exclusively defined by the dominance of Laurence Kerbov's superb riffcraft. The album's overall aesthetic often leans into the epic atmosphere, fantastical environs, and general positivity championed by many a power metal band. Expansive keys and even a tin whistle inclusion courtesy of Jared Archon grace the album with a certain levity. And all the while, the punky bounce and vocal sneer that dominated earlier efforts permeates, injecting the whole affair with a foot-stomping momentum. 
Written by: Blackie Skulless
If you know my taste at least relatively well, you’ll know that the later Necrophobic output is something I’ve come to love. Mark Of The Necrogram may be my favorite album since the debut, and the latest, Dawn Of The Damned, marched through with a flame nearly as hot. That takes us to In The Twilight Grey, being the Swedes’ tenth album overall, following the release patterns we’ve gotten their whole career. Going in, I was certainly curious to see which direction it would go, since the last two took the “don’t fix what ain't broke” route. Stylistically, there isn’t a whole lot of breaking away from the black/death style that the outfit has perfected several times. Much of Necrophobic’s career has been pretty consistent, with mild changes for the better or worse, and maybe a few experiments (ok, I guess I just contradicted myself a little). Thus, we find ourselves with another release full of sharply produced guitars built on tremolos and steep chugging. Backing this tactic up with explosive and impressive, albeit one-sided drum kicks meets the same deep and raspy but comprehensible vocal style, somewhat opting for a third iteration of what worked wonderfully before. 
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Inside me are two Aborted fanboys. The first acknowledges that a review posted on my little review site seven months after the release of Vault of Horrors will do approximately nothing. Such an exercise would represent nothing more than wasted time and energy that could be better spent writing about a lesser-known band. The second fanboy, however, yearns to talk about Aborted, and the only thing that will quench this terrible thirst is an overly loquacious review. After a brief and perhaps gratuitously bloody battle, the second fanboy won. Decisively. And so here we are. On their twelfth album, the horror-themed Vault of Horrors, Aborted continues their established trend of brutality with a technical flair. The second leg of their career has continually demonstrated a move away from the grindy aesthetic of the releases that they built their reputation upon, and this latest does little to buck the trend. Indeed, Vault of Horrors arguably represents them leaning the furthest into an unabashed Cattle Decapitation-esque modern sheen. That's far from a slight--this polished territory comes with roaring low end, squirmy and discombobulating quickfire riffage, and militantly pummeling percussion that feels like sustained bombardment from automatic railguns. Aborted show no qualms when it comes to burying the audience in pursuit of all-out sonic assault, and, as such, listening to all ten tracks in the intended order requires a certain willingness to succumb to overstimulation. But isn't that why we're all here? At this point in their career, it's safe to say that Aborted seldom do things halfway. In adhering to this maximalist mindset, every single moment on this album is absolutely overflowing with sound. Vault of Horrors is an exercise in (mostly) justified excess. 
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If you're the type to lurk around the metal underground, you've likely heard of Ampwall, a new music platform/marketplace/community founded by Chris Grigg of Woe. Ampwall is a public benefit company explicitly designed by artists for artists, and their clear commitment to empowering independent bands is both rare and admirable in a world of music platforms that prioritize profit time and time again. Since joining when the beta launched a few weeks back, I've seen a variety of artist suggestions taken seriously and changes administered in real time. The community they've built over on Discord is friendly and robust, full of people who are clearly in this for the love of the music. The financial upsides are also immediately apparent: they operate on a very low-cost subscription model if you plan to upload music, and sellers make more per transaction. There's even an option for buyers to cover the transactions fees, a feature that feels so common sense I'm shocked it isn't industry standard. The pages are true showcases with an emphasis on aesthetic, and contain a very handy Press section where artists can link to reviews. The features are numerous and honestly make every other platform feel...remarkably antiquated. You can tell that this was built by musicians who understand what DIY tools are actually useful. Long story short: Ampwall is an alternative that deserves full attention, especially in an era of enshittification where even platforms like Bandcamp are bought and sold by corporations with zero regard for the artists who bring the value. You can read more about Ampwall over on their mission page, and you can sign up for beta access (as a fan or an artist!)here. And! In an attempt to shine a little light, we slumbering scribes are hereby instituting a new column wherein we trawl Ampwall for cool music and, y'know, write about it. Below are 6 bands I highly recommend checking out. Let's get this started, shall we? 
Written by: Blackie Skulless
Bütcher are a Belgian act that has been around for decades, despite the first full-length record not hitting until 2017. They may not have sold me right away, but their second album titled 666 Goats Carry My Chariot absolutely blew me away (I mean really, how can a title like that not?) Considering their borderline parody-meets-evil speed metal with a blackened hue, I figured there was enough room for strong continuity. Enter the latest release, On Fowl Of Tyrant Wing, which does exactly that. From a foundational standpoint, Bütcher retained the exact same attitude that cemented their identity before this time around. Obvious odes to classic metal bands with tongue-in-cheek themes that you can still take a little seriously are very present. The frontman’s notable shriek-singing is still here, kicking out harsh passages that have a burning atmosphere without getting too raspy, and an emphasis on strong leads still takes precedence. Interestingly, what’s different now is that the band lays off the blackened tropes a bit. |
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