Tag: Independent

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Witchtit – Intoxicating Lethargy Review

Fast Rites: because sometimes brevity is fundamental. Any alchemical brew is only as strong as that of its weakest components. When  potioncraft is handled lovingly, with each component carefully selected, harvested, and integrated to serve

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Fuego Eterno – El Arte De Lo Oculto Review

Hailing from the city of Los Ángeles, Fuego Eterno are bringing some absolutely ripping death/thrash on their first release. Their debut album, El Arte De Lo Oculto, was released independently this past January. This may seem

Octavision – Coexist Review

Even as they exalt The List themselves, music nerds have long and rightfully decried the injustice of the annual list season, as it celebrates the best of the year way before that year is even

Best Of 2020 – Ryan Tysinger: Maybe We All Deserve The Hammer

Go, then. There are other worlds than these. – Jake Chambers The zombie sub-genre of horror film introduced some interesting hypotheticals. Everyone reading this has, in all likelihood, at least pondered on how they would

Black, Raw, & Spooky: B’witched By The Haunted Hallows Of The Black Metal Underground

Greetings, Trav’lers, and welcome once again to another edition of Black, Raw, & Bleeding. This month, we seek wisdom of the metals most black not in the bleakness of the new moon, but in preparation

Autonoesis – Autonoesis Review

I could probably save both you and I a great deal of hassle by simply stating that the debut from Toronto, Ontario, Canada’s Autonoesis has The Riffs™. I could just mention a few, well-timed, brilliantly

Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Into The Castles, Catacombs, Caverns, & Crypts Of The Black Metal Underground

Here we are, once again emerging from the new moon: the darkest of eves in the lunar calendar, the one night of the month when the light of the sun no longer reflects upon the

Sulaco – The Privilege Review

Oh, a new Sulaco EP, you say? Well, now… That’s good news. A few years back, Sulaco’s last full-length The Prize ground its way onto my year-end list, all killer twisting riffage and blistering anger,