raven – “give blood for oil” / cassette (the centipede farm)

cold blood pushing through a warm snake serbian noizescapes.

explained this tape to a friend as ‘good noize music’, they didn't understand. we meant it's not your typical boring harsh noize walls blasting through 10 pedals and mixers, but something much better—an interesting, thoughtful, eerie, brutal assault of noize, drones, feedback squawks and strangled ambient melodies.

this is the reasons there continues to be a bunch of ‘raven’ tapes coming out, cause its all good stuff, not derivative, tapes you can listen to again and again.

sounds like the grinding, screeching wheels of any factory slowing down, sputtering, bursting into flames and falling apart.

listen : raven - give blood for oil

buy : centipede farm

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drekavac / sloth – split 7”, self-released

drekavac – black ripping guitars, blast beats, fouls screams to drive boots into skulls, trainlike unstoppable death march at blackened speed. the atmosphere is soured, like mold quickly growing. gritty, teeth clenching, sounds that escape bear the brutal anguish they dread.

sloth – grumbling distorted staticy walls of distorted distortion, crawling through dark places with lucifer’s bands playing below you with amps turned up to hurt volume. all washed out, like an ambulance ride to the horse pistol, traffic and sirens heard through broken eardrums.

buy : drekavac / sloth

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t.o.m.b. – “universal holocaust” / blood rhythms “feraliminal tremens” split cassette (land of decay)

tomb – opening with some big chord blasts, fuzzy and hairy. guttural hell sounds amongst a blown out ocean of redlined backfeeding, then eerily taking satan’s pulse. schizphrenia guitars weave in and out thru blasting dungeon rock. brutal noize walls, the souls are bludgeoned. pushing along the pale rider on skeleton horse through the graveyard, those who look are turned to ash and swept away.

blood rhythms – staggered zombie walk, a winter wind hitting the cattle car to the death house, warped noize knocking over headstones. evp howling through the mist telling you the whole grisly story.  the ghosts spiral around the live bodies, the brain cut off from the body as the ill wind blows open doors of the creep house revealing piles of bones crowding the empty space.

listen / buy : tomb / blood rhythms - split tape (land of decay)

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