Review: Cave Sermon – Fragile Wings
After last year’s Cave Sermon opus failed to get covered, I couldn’t let us miss two in a row.
After last year’s Cave Sermon opus failed to get covered, I couldn’t let us miss two in a row.
No darlings were harmed in the making of this album.
The sophomore slump with hints of brilliance.
I know you thought this was an article about Puerto Rican jazz trumpeter Louis “King” Garcia, but stick around anyway.
Now you step inside but you don’t see too many faces / comin’ in out of the rain to hear the big band jazz metal orchestra go down.
“You stare at Benthos, they stare right back. And that’s when the sick mathcore comes, not from the front, but from the side. The point is, when they deliver sick mathcore, you are alive.”
– Sam Neill in Jurassic Park if you replaced raptors with Benthos, probably.
I receive: squid; you receive: weirdo black metal—you know, squid pro quo?