Tag: Self-Released

Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Ensorcelled By The Venomous Blade Of The Black Metal Underground

Greetings once again, Trav’lers. It’s been many moons since we last held palaver–in fact, the Harvest Moon just occurred this past Monday, ushering in the season of Pieces. It’s not been for lack of trying,

Wurdulac – Lurking Hand Of Fate Review

It’s arguable that the earliest seeds of black metal were planted when Robert Johnson first fell to his knees at the Crossroads. The turn to darkness is a Hail Mary–all faith is lost, the temptation

Eyes of Perdition – Incendiary Truths Review

Fast Rites: because sometimes brevity is fundamental. Ignorance is an appropriately maligned trait in a human being. Sure, a person who is truly ignorant can’t always be blamed for simply not knowing something, but we

Alternate art for the Awakening Records version of Mayhemic's Mortuary Feast Of Skeletons.
Art by Wang Jiabin (Uncle3 Art)

La Fragua Del Fin Del Mundo: Thirteen Spells Of Chilean Witching Metal

Part I: The End Of The World Chile is nestled between giants. Towering in the east are the Andes, the longest mountain range in the world, and the largest in the Western Hemisphere. To the

Cover art by Dr(o)))ned Artworks

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

Cover art by Sonia Jimenez

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

Tower Hill – Fighting Spirits Review

Cover art is “Geser Khan” by Russian artist/mystic Nicholas Roerich Where does power come from? Not the electricity powering the device you are undoubtedly reading this on, per se (much to my chagrin, we still don’t