Not long ago, West Midlands UK-based sludge outfit Sealclubber were a hot item on Metal Twitter for the span of a few hours. Not for their progressive, post-rock inflected brand of sludge/hardcore or the overwhelming power of their sound, but for their name. It makes sense — no right-minded person would clearly condone clubbing seals for sport, profit, or otherwise — but when you’re dealing with sludge metal, the aim is decadence and polarization. Name connotations aside, their first full-length Stoical is a solid, if somewhat uneven, offering of paint-peeling feedback, ugly crust/sludge riffs, and occasional forays into atmospheric territory. Continue reading
Writing anything terribly deep or profound about a four-song EP can be a tall order under normal circumstances, but with Possessor, it’s especially difficult. That kind of thing, those kinds of descriptions…they’re not really their bag. On their latest EP, Stay Dead, the London-based trio conjures up a blend of sludgy thrash that feels more akin to running through a crowd of people and bludgeoning people with the nearest blunt object. And you know what? That’s a hell of a lot of fun. Continue reading
Welcome to the first-ever Monday edition of Initial Descent! That’s right, with new releases now dropping on Fridays across the music industry, there’s no such thing as “new release Tuesday” anymore. (Pour one out!)
This new release global date *is* going to make things a little weird with the podcast, which we still record on Wednesdays, but…we’ll deal with that another time. For now, here are the new albums from last Friday’s crop that we’ll be talking about on this week’s episode!
Clocking in at 34 minutes for two songs, this transatlantic split record from California’s Keeper and the U.K.’s Sea Bastard will please fans of plodding, evil doom metal. It sounds like the two bands are competing to see who can stretch out their song more, as one side of the split is slow and the other is…slower. Both sides of the album meditate on the same riff for eight to ten minutes at a time, turning it over, inspecting it, wringing out every bit of feeling they can from it. It takes patience to listen to this split, but it’s worth it. Continue reading