Friday, August 31, 2018

Spaceslug - Eye The Tide


Honoring everything from Hawkwind to Kyuss, Spaceslug explores space and sludge with incredible finesse. As the band maps out their course through celestial fuzz and doomed riffs, vocalist Bartosz Janik serenades with a gifted drawl. With very little backing them, the Polish unit has come out swinging; Eye The Tide is one of the best albums in the genre this year, and it far surpasses anything that Spaceslug have already done.


Eye The Tide is not an album you want to pass up. Seven tracks and about an hour of a creative vision that encompasses the best of post-metal. Conjured up from the darkness, the ominous bass breathes life into smokey guitar melodies that pay tribute to infinite cosmic gods. Primal stoner grooves add the essence of rock & roll, creating human substance from this audible trip.



Plummeting from the vastness of eternity, Spaceslug gifts us with graceful waves of riffs. Surrender to the cleansing waters of “Eternal Moments”, before being blown away on gusts of wind with the embers of “Words Like Stones.” In time those embers build up into an all-consuming blaze and the song becomes a meteor shower of sludge. Transcending the formulas, engross with an abundance of style and technique. “Vialys I” washes you up on a shore for a breather, and leaves you there for the perplexing build up on “Vialys II” before dragging you back out into the psychedelic cloud. “I, The Tide” is an unpredictable eleven-minute voyage through a plethora of energies that culminate into a final insurmountable doom riff that will leave you wanting more.


The musicianship on Eye The Tide is tight, spontaneous, and borrows from no shortage of influences. Before you realize you are engrossed in a treasured rhythmic dream, you will be crushed by the unrelenting dirge.

Tuesday, August 7, 2018

Integrity/Krieg Split


Combining two behemoths like Krieg and Integrity into one split is a near guarantee that the walls are going to tremble and floors will shake with blackened hardcore infused grooves. Cascading out of your listening device is a rapture of soul sucking metal from two veteran elite bands from their respective communities. Integrity are considerably far more mature and delve into sinister depths that are unlike the usual hardcore ilk of their Victory Records roots. It is reasonable to imagine that Dwid Hellion’s creative juggernaut would fit magnificently with the corrosive audible spawn of New Jersey’s Krieg. Their blackened branches may extend into different places but stem from the same bile.


It’s no surprise that Integrity kicks the door down with relentless force on “Scorched Earth,” a song that starts like screeching tires just before a car wreck before opening up into a maelstrom gut wrenching leads and palm muted riffs that tear at the psyche. Crashing and burning from out of the abyss lands Dwid Hellion, a charismatic enigma who somehow manages to contain all of the energy at his back and disperses it into malevolent guttural howls.


Yep, I think I’m going to like this split; Integrity’s transformation from metalcore (not that nicely polished 2000s stuff, mind you) into a legitimate blackened unit could not be any more successful. From the D-Beat inspired “Sons of Satan” to the unstoppable assault on “Flames of the Immortal”, Integrity are still provoking the hordes with intense creative bursts of sonic warfare.



Further tracing their lineage back to the vault of old school hardcore punk, Integrity performs a cover of G.I.S.M’s “Document One.” To put it simply, this song kicks ass and Integrity did a wonderful job of capturing the spirit of the original song while staying true to their own sound.


And then you have Krieg, a band with a storied reputation in the USBM scene, and if “Circle of Guilt” should tell you anything it is that they will have the mana to follow up Integrity. Their first track is a sick dose of negativity. Hammering down with a vicious force that will penetrate your will to live, Krieg’s pair of unreleased recordings and a live version of “The Sick Winds Stir the Cold Dawn” will leave any USBM purist salivating for more sonic dread.