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Vale Of Pnath – The Prodigal Empire Review

Originally written by Jordan Campbell So, you say you’re a modern death metal fan? Were you slightly disappointed with All Shall Perish‘s ultra-safe mea culpa from earlier this year? Are you slightly annoyed that Man

Gigan – Quasi-Hallucinogenic Sonic Landscapes

originally written by Jim Brandon Technique and talent; such things have been proven time after time to not be mutually exclusive by any stretch of the imagination, and there are few better examples of this

Macabre – Grim Scary Tales Review

If there were a physical embodiment of my mental working space for this Macabre review, it would likely resemble the scenes left by those they sing about: crumpled pieces of paper in place of dead

Maruta – Forward Into Regression Review

Maruta’s In Narcosis was a fairly highly-touted effort that – even as it garnered serious love in certain circles – never quite resonated with me. There was nothing wrong with the band’s performance (though the

Ulcerate – The Destroyers Of All Review

Originally written by Justin Bean. “Buzz” is an odd word. It can refer to a type of dissonant sound that one generally associates with annoyance, as in the buzzing of flies (see Ghostbusters II for reference), or

Circle Of Dead Children – Psalm Of The Grand Destroyer Review

originally written by Jim Brandon In this world you will never see a blue sky, for every drop of water to be found is tinted a murky grey, and toxic winds which whip across the

Fleshgod Apocalypse – Mafia Review

Originally written by Jordan Campbell Last year, Fleshgod Apocalypse‘s Oracles threatened to make some significant waves. A close cousin of the acclaimed Hour of Penance,Fleshgod crafted a claustrophic blend of ridicu-blast brutality and classical embellishments. The combo raised a unibrow

Infanticide – From Our Cold Dead Hands Review

originally written by Chris McDonald Yet another quality grindcore band out of Scandinavia (Sweden specifically), Infanticide aren’t fucking around. Aside from a couple of doomy segments and punch-in-the-face grooves, From Our Cold Dead Hands is