Review: Fallujah – Xenotaph
In space, no one can hear you skree
In space, no one can hear you skree
I got a fever and the only cure is more post-metal.
Hearts beating in 7/8
The world is only getting hotter.
Turns out that throwing things at the wall works better if you aim first.
A tech death album worth doing.
To wrangle the beast of subjectivity until it no longer struggles; or, a review of the new Sold Soul.
Melancholy and the Infinite Presence
Do the Arizonans deliver the goods, or is Alunea a deathgaze dud?
It’s not just the climate that’s breaking down, it’s also our writers!