Review: Devoid of Thought – Devoid of Thought
Hey can I get a…. uhhh… ummm…. huh.
Hey can I get a…. uhhh… ummm…. huh.
After all, rock operas are a left-handed form of human endeavor.
A tried-and-true concept about interstellar visitors that stumbles some but nails the landing.
What oddity is this alien placenta birthing?
Marlugubre and I go way back.
A complex, heavy, and melancholic release from the Italians Inner Vitriol and special guests.
You’re gonna need your oxygen tank for this one.
The witching hour is upon us with Ponte del Diavolo’s newest release.
For My Demons’ newest release explores Vincent Van Gogh’s troubled life; a thoughtful tribute worthy of attention.
Post-metal snoozefest, or will these Italians leave us void of sleep?