Ceci est une promesse,
une mappe afin de pouvoir discerner tes lambeaux gisant sur le parapet du chaos.
Les retrier, faire sens des multiples fentes qui nous préexistent.
Opérer une jonction sans pour autant unifier.
Incarner le cursus du sang de bandit qui déboulonne en moi, en nous. Traînons nos rochers respectifs aux pieds du tumulus.
Déjà orné de trophées de chasse.
Nos bribes suffiront.
Notre existence tout en contrepoint.
Notre vécu, matière brute d'affects et de percepts en ébullition.
Les statuettes ont le gosier à sec...
n'attendant que de s'abreuver au goulot de notre lie...
Je paraphrase une souffrance et un questionnement antédiluvien...
Ces mots ne sont qu'estampilles d'une banqueroute, d'une mort à crédit !
supported by 4 fans who also own “Śmierć mózgu -Tumulus”
Filthiest Sludge record I've ever been deafened by!! Riffs are disgustingly heavy, the pounding of the drums is ferocious, the bass is gnarly as shit, & the vocals are pure evil!! ALL HAIL DOPETHRONE🤘 TheMetalheadGuy
This wild 35-track all-metal benefit album features Mare Cognitum, Panopticon, and more reinventing songs by Tori Amos & others. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2020
supported by 4 fans who also own “Śmierć mózgu -Tumulus”
Anything from Brendan Sloan automatically has my attention, and as expected, the Convulsing part of this earth-heaving split is excellent blackened death metal, but the Siberian Hell Sounds track, in its blackened grind glory, totally floored me. Discovering this five years after its release has been one of 2022’s unexpected delights. SHS, perhaps peaking here, never released anything thereafter, and while Convulsing has improved, this dissonant and non-Euclidean work is mandatory listening. Ippocalyptica