Occult Vibe Haven (OVH)
Let’s be clear from the jump: Metanoia doesn’t ask for your attention – it drags you under by the collar of your patched-up denim vest and doesn’t let go until it’s rattled your teeth and rearranged something in your chest cavity. This is a record born from smoke and reverb, but sharpened by lived experience […]
Reflecting on the legendary Prince of Darkness, who recently passed away, and separating fact from fiction in his enduring legacy. 1. The Bat Incident (1982) – âś… Confirmed “I thought it was a rubber bat… until it bit me back.” — Ozzy Osbourne Ozzy bit the head off a real bat during a show in […]
Nothing cute here. No sheen. No angle. Just dense, scorched rock carved out by a band that clearly doesn’t give a shit about trends, tags, or keeping it neat. Toil & Trouble is exactly what it sounds like – clawing through sludge, staring down silence, pushing forward even when it’s easier to stop. WARCHIEF, out […]
It’s not easy to return after seven years without sounding either out of breath or like you’re chasing ghosts. But Electric Citizen doesn’t trip over nostalgia or buckle under expectation – EC4 hits like a stoned cobra coiled under a velvet curtain. This is not a record that reintroduces the band with a polite handshake. […]
There’s something deeply satisfying when a record rolls in and just refuses to sit neatly on your shelf. SHEEV’s Ate’s Alchemist is that kind of beast – the kind that claws at you in your sleep and smells faintly of burnt incense, crushed amps, and regret. You try to file it under stoner, prog, or […]
Before the amps got louder, before the riffs found their stride across Europe and the U.S., DOMKRAFT’s first strike was this raw, pulsing slab of doom-psych minimalism – self-titled, self-released, and self-contained like some sonic distress beacon drifting out of Stockholm’s concrete sprawl. That was 2015. Just four tracks, pressed in a tiny run, gone […]
By now, Rainbow Bridge isn’t trying to prove anything. If you’ve been following their trail since the mid-2000s, you know exactly where their blood runs: through Hendrix, through the howl of blown-out ’60s stacks, through the heavy, trance-wrung repetition of modern stoner psych. What Soundtrack of a Silent Land offers isn’t a reinvention, and thank […]
This one ain’t clean. Don’t expect it to be. I Like It sounds like the floor of a rehearsal room – beer-soaked carpet, wires tangled around old boots, tube amps humming like pissed-off hornets. Sardinia’s Fuzzriders don’t do subtle, and thank whatever’s left of your hearing for that. Stoner rock, fuzz rock, whatever – you […]
Some records announce themselves. Others emerge – already cracked at the edges, warm with the weight of time, familiar in the way a long-unseen friend can be. Lorquin’s Admiral, the debut from the band of the same name, is one of those records. Not a debut in spirit, but in name only. This is a […]
There’s something perversely satisfying about music that sounds like it’s decomposing as you listen – fibrous, overgrown, festering with weight and mood. Colonize, the sophomore full-length from Belgian post-industrial mystics MoldEra, doesn’t so much play as it expands, seeps, and then collapses into itself. It’s the sound of fertile decay, a sonic loam fed by […]