All posts by Dan Obstkrieg

Happily committed to the foolish pursuit of words about sounds. Not actually a dinosaur.

Summoning – With Doom We Come Review

As someone who loves Summoning unabashedly, here’s a bit of a strange angle to lead with: Summoning is… boring. Or maybe a little more to the point, Summoning’s music is at its best when nothing

Nortt – Endeligt Review

Most art forms have their own genres, stereotypes, and conventions. A fairly time-worn convention in literature is the idea of the “beach read.” This is typically the sort of book – often lightweight, sometimes trashy,

Best of 2017 – Dan Obstkrieg: For The Love Of Everything

For most of the year, I found myself thinking, “Huh, it hasn’t been a particularly great year for heavy metal.” Of course, I found myself thinking that while also getting busy listening to a whole

Krallice – Loüm Review

In a way, Krallice’s music has always struck me as being about listening. Although the quartet’s music is not improvisational, its knotty intricacy and near-constant interlocking and delinking patterns suggests a group of peers in

Impureza – La Caida De Tonatiuh Review

Look, I love big, important, seriovs heavy metal as much as the next jagoff. Heavy metal with fiery polemics, off-kilter discord, svpremely intellectval paeans to the twelfth sub-level of Satan’s savory succotash, whatever, great. That’s

Blut Aus Nord – Deus Salutis Meae Review

Just in time for Halloween: what could be spookier than an extremely disappointing album from a typically vital and engrossing artist? Blut Aus Nord’s Deus Salutis Meæ again trudges into the bleak blackened industrial abyss in

Argus – From Fields Of Fire Review

Sometimes the universe throws you a sign, y’know? I mean, some days that sign might be getting kicked in the beans by a neighbor kid passing by on a skateboard and heeding the cosmic instruction

Pyrrhon – What Passes For Survival Review

So as not to be accused of burying the lede: Pyrrhon’s third album What Passes for Survival is another disgusting triumph, equal parts expansive and claustrophobic. Here, however, are a few stray thoughts from the