Sorry for the gap in posting my friends, always seem to lose track of how long its actually been since I posted here. Anyway, today's slab of musical nutrition comes to us from Nashville, Tennessee in the form of Funeral/Death Doomsters Loss's first LP Despond. I had the pleasure of seeing these guys live this past weekend with Wolvhammer and YOB and I'm not gonna surgar coat it for you kids, this band is fucking depressing. And I don't mean the melencholic Pat Walker Warning/40 Watt Sun depressing where you wanna curl up and eat ice cream watching closer on a rainy day, I mean the "I want to tear my fucking veins out of my arms and stangle myself with them" kind of depressing. The band hammers and trudges it's way through over an hour of some of the heavist, nastiest doom riffs this side of the mississippi. On top of the pummiling, slow as hell drum and guitar riffs you have lead singer/guitarist Mike Meacham growling like satan's empty stomach (and thats putting it nicely) some truly disparing lyrics dealing with themes of lonliness, abadonment, illness and just all around depression. Very rarly does the man change up the vocals, but when he does it's almost as if another person entirly started singing. Theres a couple of black metal rasps thrown in and even a few clean vocal parts that do wonders for the atmosphere. The album isen't complete without melody either mind you, the bands other guitarist, Timothy Louis, does a damn fine job filling in the open chord drones with single note melodies and scales. Nothing too fancy ever happens with the riffs but they are all written and played very well and do a damn fine job of adding some sort of meoldy to this beast. All in all this is an album that would give Nortt a run for his money of being the most depressive bastard in Doom. Definitely Worth a listen (and to pick up on hard copy), just keep all the sharp objects hidden away while you do.
Cut-Up, Depressed and Alone
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