Doom metal bands, creatively at least, seem to have backed themselves into a corner. Or in this case, smoked themselves into a corner. In the same way post rock calcified into a genre of peaks and crescendos, doom metal became a genre associated with weed. There are doom metal bands that don’t pray at the altar of the leaf, like Khemmis and Pallbearer. Still at this point for a segment of metal fans, the phrase doom metal typically conjures images of voluminous pillars of smoke and green leaves. However, on Forgotten Mansion, Witchfinder mostly veer away from these tropes. Mostly, I say.
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Nine Circles 