Written by Westin, Kep, Ellis, and Kirk
Welcome back to another Noob Heavy roundup, where we give you the rundown on releases we loved that you might have missed. February continued the strong start to 2023, so buckle up and let’s get to it.
In case you missed one, here are quick links to each of our full reviews for February releases:
Mithridatum – Harrowing
Soulmass – Let Us Pray
Chop Chop Chop Chop Chop Chop Chop – We Live as Ghosts
Ulthar – Anthronomicon / Helionomicon
Arklay Mountains – May the Dark Shine Your Way
Ophiocordyceps – Anthropocene
Telomyras – Telomyras
Dragoncorpse – The Drakketh Saga
Frosk – Stone Prison
Megaton Sword – Might & Power
Iron Curtain – Metal Gladiator
They Greive – To Which I Bore Witness
Enemy of Reality – Where Truth May Lie
Now on to our other faves!
Hellripper – Warlocks Grim & Withered Hags
Blackened speed metal from Scotland
Warlocks Grim & Withered Hags is a evolutionary step forward for James McBain – while the first two records were good, they were very singular in their design and approach. Here we can see McBain step further into the murky unknown, exploring more fleshed out compositions and new musical ideas. Opener “The Nuckelavee” is an incredibly catchy blackened speed banger, full of riffs and vocal hooks, straight from earlier records. But there’s more – the title track is more drawn out and feels closer to straight black metal, yet still finds room for a punky gang chant of “WARLOCKS!” in the chorus and some deft lead work in the bridge. This song, and multiple others, also feature superbly used bagpipes. From Slayer and Motรถrhead homages to the lyrical shift, alongside the musical expansion, this exploration simply gives Hellripper a stronger identity through its sense of place – this is Scottish music, modern and mythological, crafted with a more powerful focus through its broadening scope, marking Warlocks Grim as McBain‘s best work to date.
– Westin
Disgustulent – LOD
Death metal from British Columbia, Canada
From Vitharr Monteith and Shawn Hillman of Svneatr (whose music weโve reviewed here) and drummer Taylor McDonald comes this killer new death metal project, and its first EP offering is a doozy. Think the evil, dissonant riffage of Morbid Angel meets a cloaked serial killer holding a rusty block hammer dripping with blood in a filthy back alley and youโre on the right track to their sound. Itโs grimy and punishing for the entirety of its 18 minutes, and all three tracks offer something compelling of their own. โTomb of Al-Rashaโ twists and rips at the edges of sanity with its chorus made for audience participation, while โRotting Maw of Mephistoโ is a relentlessly violent assault of blasting carnage. The real star, though, at least in my estimation, is the final and longest track: stunner โLord of Destructionโ, which lumbers eerily into hideous being with an angular but deliberate golem-walking riff and then proceeds to take a pair of stone fists to your skull for the better part of five minutes. Hillmanโs fretless bass is enormous and bruising, McDonaldโs work on the kit is punishing and just a touch quirky, and Monteith lays down a cursed hoardโs worth of malevolent riffs and solos. The latter two share vocal duties and sometimes join together for particularly brutal passages. Itโs goooooooood shit, folks.ย
– Kep
Pest Control – Donโt Test the Pest
Crossover thrash from England, UK
The easy sell for this one is calling it “thrash metal Gulch“, but if you need more to go on than that then essentially this is 21 minutes of raging crossover thrash that nails the metal and hardcore sides of the equation in roughly equal measure. The riffs are fast and tight and there are loads of guitar solos lifted straight from the school of Slayer or Metallica or whoever, but thereโs also a very clear punky urgency and vocalist Leah has what you might call more of a classic hardcore bark especially. Even as it absolutely whistles by the band find time for some brief but crucial dynamic variation in opener โExterminationโ and later interlude โHibernationโ to keep things feeling sharp and gripping, and theyโre helped no end by the mastering of Arthur Rizk (Power Trip, Enforced, Municipal Waste) who certainly knows a thing or two about what an album like this should sound like.
– Ellis
Clouds Taste Satanic – Tales of Demonic Possession
Instrumental stoner/doom/post-metal from New York, US
Are Clouds Taste Satanic one of the best bands in the world right now? Perhaps, but Iโll admit Iโm more than a little biased. Theyโve been on the cutting edge of instrumental stoner/doom since they formed in 2013, and each album has been an opportunity to grow. Their first double album (sorry, 2019โs Evil Eye and Second Sight donโt count), this might be Clouds Taste Satanic at their absolute best; each song feels like the score for an epic film. The guitar playing is otherworldly, the drumming is bone-shatteringly precise, and the overall vibe will take your mind far, far away. If you havenโt listened to this album yetโฆwhat the hell are you waiting for?
– Kirk
Algiers – Shook
Alternative hip-hop/post-punk from Georgia, US
Algiersโ fourth full-length is a great record not because it touches on so many different genres across its 55-minute runtime, and not even because it nails all of them, but because every single step it takes is made with a sure-footedness that always serves the bandโs overall vision. Whether itโs the chaotic noise punk of tracks like โ73%โ and โA Good Manโ, the Run The Jewels-esque swagger of โIrreversible Damageโ, the jazz-addled โOut Of Style Tragedyโ, or the gospel-influenced showstopper โGreen Irisโ, this is an album that could and perhaps even should be an absolute mess, but instead manages to make a cohesive statement with community, anti-racism, and anti-capitalism at its heart. So collaborative is the spirit of this record that the band even list its many guests – among them Big Rube, Zack de la Rocha, and Backxwash – on the front cover, but if anyone steals the show itโs frontman Franklin J. Fisher, his unflinching lyrics and versatile delivery holding the listenerโs gaze even as the album ranges as widely and wilfully as it does.
– Ellis
Nameless Mist – Lifeless
Depressive/suicidal black metal
Self-described “trans anarchist DSBM”, Nameless Mist is the perfect shot of pure depresso for your dreary morning. And although it is extremely somber, it carries that comfort found only in the whisper of death on the edge of perception, lingering thoughts, or outer threats. As sole member Lauren Straily puts it, “this album is about death and rebirth. burning down the old ways. tearing apart the liars, the murderers. violence towards they who wish us dead. you know who you are.” The guitar work on this album is exquisite, carrying so much anguish and rage in varying forms, whether its plucked strings or waves of tremolo washing over you. Opener “Ashes” hammers a drum beat that to me carries the chill of the crescendo score from 28 Days Later, anxious and driving, honed to a perfect level of tension. This is an album to submerge in, drenched in all its self aware misery and the comfort of a doomed existence.
– Westin
Chora – There Lies a Friend I Once Knew
Post-metal from Tennessee, US
It is very kind of Cult of Lunaโs Magnus Lรญndberg to have mastered an album for a group who could one day pose a very real threat to his own bandโs towering post-metal legacy. The reason for such big bold words is that Chora seem to understand what many others donโt, which is that post-metal isnโt just about repeating the quiet-loud-quiet thing to ever-diminishing returns. There Lies a Friend I Once Knew does do all the dynamic stuff of course, but itโs got a proper emotional heft to it, even in the sentence spelled out by its tracklist: โYouโve come to grief – old man, so there you must lie.โ Thereโs also a real grace and patience to this record; the heavy parts are never rushed in too early, and the more delicate parts are treated with the same care and attention as everything else rather than just playing for time before the next big riff. Itโs this which makes the album feel genuinely worthy of the hands the band chose to master it, and of course when things do kick off they are every bit as gloriously devastating as one could possibly hope.
– Ellis
Ontborg – Following the Steps of Damnation
Melodic death metal from Italy
Okay, first thingโs first: itโs preposterous that these guys arenโt from Sweden. I listened to the entire record convinced that I was enjoying a delightful slab of melody-heavy death from a bunch of Swedes, and for good reason, because these tunes have that oh-so-familiar combination of toothy HM-2 chainsaw tone, wickedly earwormy melodic lines, and perfectly balanced punishing aggression. Itโs a recipe for a good time, and Ontborg does it justice from start to finish. Frontman Lukas Flarerโs mid-range roars have more than a little Matti Kรคrki in them, and so they seem to fit the guitar tone to a tee, and his brother Christoph Flarer puts on as rock-solid a performance on the drums as youโll hear. The recordโs ten tracks cover a lengthy 55 minutes, but the songs themselves range wide enough and have enough substance to keep that runtime from being a chore. โSteps of Damnationโ puts the hooks in immediately with a classic simple but catchy melodeath riff, and epic โTo the Northโ sits near the midpoint, a remarkably beautiful acoustic intro leading to the sort of stately mid-tempo death ballad that you can get lost in. Ontborg arenโt doing anything new here, but what theyโre doing theyโre doing extremely well, and all death metal fans should make sure to spin this at least once.ย
– Kep
Territorial Pissants – Shit Sandy
Noise rock from North Carolina, US
Remember 2018 when life seemed so much simpler, and QOHELETH released Black Kite Broadcasts, their concept album about a radio broadcast intercepted from a post-apocalyptic future? Well, that concept is back in the form of Territorial Pissants, one of the made-up bands formed in the wake of the Black Kite Crisis. Their debut EP, Shit Sandy, is twitchy, scratchy, and sounds more than just a little paranoid; these four tracks will have you looking over your shoulder and squinting at shadows like youโre in some kind of futuristic sci-fi thriller. Not much is known about the Black Kite Crisis, but it doesnโt sound pretty. But when you consider itโs a โpost-apocalypticโ future, you shouldnโt expect it to sound pretty.
– Kirk
Lotus Eater Machine – Prisoner to Seven Demons
Mathcore/deathgrind from Massachusetts, US
From the band formerly known as Geisterfahrer, Prisoner to Seven Demons is one of those records that goes straight in the โmathcore headfuckโ category – you know, next to all those bands like Pupil Slicer and Frontierer and Fawn Limbs and so on. Itโs arguably the death/grind influences that really set this one apart though, especially when the vocals get super ugly and guttural, or when the band throw a harder groove in amongst the more panic-stricken chaotic stuff. Penultimate track โScrapmetal Dermatologistโ shows off a bit more range in particular, its descent into tortured sludge metal and harrowing cries of โFix me Godโ bringing to mind the likes of Cult Leader and even Primitive Man before closer โLandmines in Heavenโ ends the record at its noisiest and most untethered. Consider this also a shout-out for the excellent new album from See You Next Tuesday which came out on the same day as this and provides an uncannily similar thrill.
– Ellis