
Terminal Nation – Holocene Extinction
While the band is musically ugly, confrontational, and catastrophic, it is ultimately just the Mad Max vehicle for their message.
While the band is musically ugly, confrontational, and catastrophic, it is ultimately just the Mad Max vehicle for their message.
The whole album is bleak and hopeless, yet incredibly, viscerally powerful.
Listening might be something akin to swimming in the icy waters off the coast of Seattle, home of the artist.
On Une voile déchirée, this collective of talented artists find a different path to heavy.
It’s ludicrous, anxious fervor that is performed with an unparalleled intensity and crafted proficiency.
Staccato riffs reside alongside passages of technical proficiency all delivered with the crushing brutality of death metal.
This dismal imagery fits well into the usual black metal motif and creates a tone for the celestial void to be unleashed.
It is utterly bleak, like walking into a ghost town.
The Great Adventure takes a twist on the story as it follows it from the point of view of the Pilgrim’s son Joseph.
With gelatinous form it escapes the grasp of a one genre categorization, and its grabbing tentacles move freely from genre to genre catching plankton particles from everywhere it moves.