Review: Gigafauna – Eye to Windward
A rewarding trip through the cosmic sludge.
A rewarding trip through the cosmic sludge.
I got a fever and the only cure is more post-metal.
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?
Dop-doom-da-dum, introspection is fun.
A spiral built upon a thousand intricate ratios.
Yearn and burn (rubber)
Talk about letting it all hang out.
Brooklyn-based band bound back with perfectly-produced progressive pop.