A little more than ten years ago I went on a trip with a friend. We drove with his dad to northern Louisiana and stayed at a hotel while his dad conducted business. I don’t remember specifics about any of that, but I do remember that before leaving on this trip, I bought the new-ish Into The Moat album The Design. I did’t know the band when I bought the album, but I would come to love them. Their radical, spastic playing was magical to a young music fan whose taste was just them burgeoning. My friend and I listened to nothing but The Design the entire trip. Good times. Good times. Continue Reading
After tweaking and fortifying it since 2012, Sloth Herder‘s venomous sound becomes fully actualized on the band’s debut LP, aptly titled No Pity, No Sunrise.
Despite their slightly humorous name, there is nothing quirky or lighthearted to be found on this full-length. This Maryland-bred quartet’s self-proclaimed “powerslob” style feverishly weaves together Gorgutsian angularity and dissonance, 90s hardcore and mathcore volatility, and grindcore’s intensity into a unique, dark and gruesome sound. The album’s unpredictable and inherently dismal nature is perfect for the die-hard misanthrope, or the residents of psychiatric hospitals.