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Anti-religion, Drugs, Life, Death. Ain’t no party like a Fistula track debut. 

“Irreversible damage inflicted” via this video debut from sludge crushers –(16)-.

Atlanta-based dark metal conspirators Cloak comb the blackest shadows of rock ‘n’ roll on the opening track off their eponymous EP.

Smash that play button and get demolecularized by “Dead Space” from Detroit’s mutated thrashers, Nuke. 

A pair of underground faves cover a pair of underground legends. Hear it here.

Get yourself some Black Fucking Cancer with an exclusive track premiere and an in-depth interview with the band.  

Temple Nightside welcome you to their “Fortress of Burden and Distress.” 

The Oakland duo gets up in your guts with a slithering track off their new album Deathroll.

Take a little trip with “Eulogy” from the much anticipated debut LP from Shataan. 

Man-up with a new black metal burner from Norwegians Mistur.

Meet New England’s Conclave, who probably don’t have a baseball jersey merch design. 

Close out this week with your palms skyward via new trad metal from Canada’s Spell.

Death/doom from Finland inspired by 19th century tyrants? Vainaja and Decibel have got you covered.

Mos Generator are a well-dressed band. 

Black metal duo Inquisition deliver first new song in nearly three years, and Decibel‘s got it.

Minneapolis’ El-Ahrairah find a new warren at the Greek tape label Underground Soundscapes, release self-titled full length tape.

Deceptionist (which autocorrects to “Receptionist”) answers Italy’s call more for technical death metal. 

I Love the Mid-’90s. If you have a similar soft spot for “metallic hardcore” don’t sleep on Eternal Sleep.  

Honky addition from Texas-sized supergroup.

It’s raining threes for French psych doomsters Mars Red Sky.

Philip H Anselmo returns with black metal supergroup Scour. 

Maiden/Priest + Chris Barnes?
Yes. 

Home is where the (broken) heart is for Canadian black metallers.

Drink up the new LP from Montreal death dealers Phobocosm in full. 

Oceans Into Their Graves, sludge riffs into your ears, trad catchiness into your brain. 

Burn everything to the ground. 

No parasites or dirty needles are involved. Hopefully. 

Necro + rot in the title = alive + fresh in the songs. In a crypt-dwelling, corpse-ridden sort of way, that is. 

We continue our periodic look at the East Bay metal scene with Tristin Campbell of Control. Campbell is a needed throwback to the do-it-yourself ethos that made Northern California so rich musically.

Part space, part old school, part its own thing entirely, Sentient is death metal not to be missed.