For Those About to Squawk: Yob, Tomb Mold, Daggra

What’s up, Beak Freaks? It’s Waldo back again to spew some nonsense over some upcoming releases.  Peck this out below!

So Yob is back at it with their eighth release, their first one for Relapse and their most anticipated record yet. Our Raw Heart proves that Yob is a different beast, one that can play more than just drony sludgy doom. Our Raw Heart comes after singer/guitar player Mike Scheidt had a potentially life-threatening bout with diverticulitis (take THAT, spell check) and comes from a very personal place. This is a lumbering piece, and at 73 minutes there’s a lot to be expected from the listener, though it never feels that long. There are some things here to take note of, this is not standard, by-the-numbers slowed-down doom. Beautiful passages give way to off-time riffs, some clean singing that devolves into shrieks and howls, and a healthy dose of psych rock that makes this seem like one giant cohesive record that is immense. This is definitely not your normal doom record. 8 Fucking Pecks.

Tomb Mold is releasing Manor Of Infinite Forms and it is NAS-T. To boil Tomb Mold down in the simplest of terms is “Old School Death Metal,” but there’s SO much more here. The riffs, my god, the riffs! This is just a filthy-ass record. If their intention was to write a fucked up record covered in nastiness, they succeeded. Tomb Mold is not just some amalgam of old-school riffs; there’s a definite weirdness to these guys, a weirdness that’s not overused but one that basically adds a depth to their music without coming across as too weird. While this is not the fastest or the heaviest death metal record of all time, it’s a force to be reckoned with. The riffs! Those vocals! 8 Fucking Pecks.

So, I like grind. I like grind that’s a little different… and you may think that a parrot has plenty of time to check out new bands, and I’ll tell you that’s not true. But I just heard Daggra’s upcoming release, Setsuna, on Horror Pain Gore Death and it’s ripping. This is grind, no doubt, but you can hear a variety of different influences (mostly grind) and this is a pecking dark release. There are angular, razor sharp riffs but Daggra sounds like nobody else. There’s a little black metal in this (think Revenge) but Setsuna doesn’t come across as anything but original. I’m digging it. 7 Fucking Pecks

That’s all, folks. Until next time. Waldo out!