
Heads For The Dead – Into The Red
I’m craving for your blood
I’m craving for your blood
“The machine was going full on. We were really tight and the vibe was great.” – Away
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.
With plenty of variety in every aspect of their collective sound, you’ll find yourself claiming favorite parts of the music scattered throughout.
“Nigraluminiscencia” starts with a second or two of infernal fires crackling until you’re right where the music wants you, disoriented in dissonance and feeling the flames of your inner-hell.
The Wisconsin duo channel the beating heart of the traditional heavy metal I grew up with and they’re damn proud of it.
Over the course of roughly forty three minutes, spread across five tracks, LaColpa assail the listener with a nightmare of nihilistic intensity.
Taken together, the two sides of Theosulphuros have something of a yin yang quality to them – the more structured Precaria, riding herd on the wild nature of Darkness, driving chaos relentlessly forward and the more chaotic ÔROS KAÙ whose wild rhythms reveal a central, mesmeric calm being birthed.
Desperation. Hatred. Pain. All of these can be heard in every riff, drum beat, and anguished growl of Maurice de Jong on Shapeless Misery, his latest offering to the world.
Great beauty is buried within a dark morass of dissonance destructiveness.