Plague Weaver – Ascendant Blasphemy
Foul atmosphere and pugilistic attacks leave the listener mentally bloody, with bruised psyche, ready to relent the demands of the artists.
Foul atmosphere and pugilistic attacks leave the listener mentally bloody, with bruised psyche, ready to relent the demands of the artists.
One definitely feels agitated throughout each listen. Adrenaline spikes. Pulse of energy run up and down the nervous system, and then it’s over.
The sounds of synths and muffled drumming reverberate through your marrow, causing shivers unannounced.
Like all good grindcore, listening to Interstice is an abrasive journey, like sliding down a sandpaper waterslide.
Crawling Chaos has many layers that I keep discovering with every listen, much like the horror stories the songs are based on have many layers themselves.
[The album] cuts sharply through the uninspired masses of extreme metal, forward thinking, but calling forth the masters of the past. Raise your horns and bang your head.
Ultimately, From The Mire is an album not to be slept on. If taken seriously, it will take you on a dark journey into the recesses of your imagination.
The Wisconsin duo channel the beating heart of the traditional heavy metal I grew up with and they’re damn proud of it.
Great beauty is buried within a dark morass of dissonance destructiveness.
Musically ugly, the nasty riffs, abrasive drumming, destructive bass, and visceral howls of rage-filled horror mirror the ugly underbelly of society, an underbelly that has always been there, but that has been crawling ever further into the light during the tenure of this administration.