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Chile’s Ripper returns with their first full-length since 2016’s “Experiment of Existence”.

“Towards Rebirth” contains the band’s most violent work to date. Razor sharp guitar work, intense drumming and well-crafted songs are still there…only more concise, more vicious.

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Pablo Clares at DM6 Studio. Artwork by Paolo Girardi.

Your patience will be rewarded.

Chile’s Ripper returns with their first full-length since 2016’s “Experiment of Existence”.

“Towards Rebirth” contains the band’s most violent work to date. Razor sharp guitar work, intense drumming and well-crafted songs are still there…only more concise, more vicious.

Recorded, mixed and mastered by Pablo Clares at DM6 Studio. Artwork by Paolo Girardi.

Infinitude’s Passage marks the third full length statement from Portland’s death metal seers Aenigmatum. Taking the intricate mastery of previous album Deconsecrate as a point of departure, the band’s union of technical precision, dark melody and unrelenting force draw us ever further into a world where revelation and annihilation become indistinguishable.

Sudden turns, fractured rhythms and spiraling harmonies color a landscape of seemingly elaborate complexity, yet Aenigmatum are serving a larger, deeper structure with an exacting sense of purpose and focus. Frenetic eruptions of speed give way to passages of melodious clarity and dissonant turbulence allowing the compositions to remain in constant motion and expand idiosyncratically upward and outward.

Cerebral without sacrificing physical impact, majestic without surrendering menace and progressive without loosening its vigorous command, Infinitude’s Passage rejects easy categorization within death metal’s exceedingly vast parameters. Its visceral impact, incandescent melody and aura of perpetual discovery places Aenigmatum at the threshold of the boundless.

Infinitude’s Passage marks the third full length statement from Portland’s death metal seers Aenigmatum. Taking the intricate mastery of previous album Deconsecrate as a point of departure, the band’s union of technical precision, dark melody and unrelenting force draw us ever further into a world where revelation and annihilation become indistinguishable.

Sudden turns, fractured rhythms and spiraling harmonies color a landscape of seemingly elaborate complexity, yet Aenigmatum are serving a larger, deeper structure with an exacting sense of purpose and focus. Frenetic eruptions of speed give way to passages of melodious clarity and dissonant turbulence allowing the compositions to remain in constant motion and expand idiosyncratically upward and outward.

Cerebral without sacrificing physical impact, majestic without surrendering menace and progressive without loosening its vigorous command, Infinitude’s Passage rejects easy categorization within death metal’s exceedingly vast parameters. Its visceral impact, incandescent melody and aura of perpetual discovery places Aenigmatum at the threshold of the boundless.

In a world increasingly shaped by disposable content, Chat Pile answer with something defiantly real and organic, a mentality that permeates Who Loves The Sun, their third full-length record. Since the band’s formation just over six years ago, the Oklahoma City-based quartet Chat Pile has grown from a scrappy passion project into one of the defining heavy acts to emerge from the 2020s underground. Ray B. (vocals), L. Manhole (guitar), Stin (bass), and Cap’n Ron (drums) create a crushing, crass, and cathartic take on noise rock that captures a raw, undeniably human essence in an age marked by technological overreach and the cold state of society. Nothing about Who Loves The Sun feels synthetic.

Whereas their debut album God’s Country depicted a particularly American flavor of dread, and the follow up Cool World showed a cruel planet defined by global systemic violence, Who Loves The Sun peels the skin back on how collective indifference defines this new century. Spanning imagery of coastlines devouring cities, dead-end jobs, and submission to data-driven inauthenticity, the album dissects the apathy-bloated state of 21st-century existence as a slow-motion apocalypse.

In a world increasingly shaped by disposable content, Chat Pile answer with something defiantly real and organic, a mentality that permeates Who Loves The Sun, their third full-length record. Since the band’s formation just over six years ago, the Oklahoma City-based quartet Chat Pile has grown from a scrappy passion project into one of the defining heavy acts to emerge from the 2020s underground. Ray B. (vocals), L. Manhole (guitar), Stin (bass), and Cap’n Ron (drums) create a crushing, crass, and cathartic take on noise rock that captures a raw, undeniably human essence in an age marked by technological overreach and the cold state of society. Nothing about Who Loves The Sun feels synthetic.

Whereas their debut album God’s Country depicted a particularly American flavor of dread, and the follow up Cool World showed a cruel planet defined by global systemic violence, Who Loves The Sun peels the skin back on how collective indifference defines this new century. Spanning imagery of coastlines devouring cities, dead-end jobs, and submission to data-driven inauthenticity, the album dissects the apathy-bloated state of 21st-century existence as a slow-motion apocalypse.

Official reissue of Kampfar's second full-length album, “Fra Underverdenen”, originally released in 1999. A darker descent into the ancient spirit of the North. Cold riffs, haunting melodies and fierce vocals create an atmosphere steeped in Norse mythology and the mysteries of the underworld. Where ancient myths awaken in the shadows.

Released in a 6-panel Digipak edition, including an 8-page booklet, strictly limited to 500 copies.

KAMPFAR (Nor) -Mellom Skogkledde Aaser- DIGI-CD 
Official reissue of the legendary Kampfar debut album, “Mellom Skogkledde Åser”, originally released in 1997. More than a debut, this is a document of an era: cold, majestic and untouched by time. A powerful blend of primitive Black Metal, Pagan atmosphere and deeply rooted Nordic heritage. A timeless monument of the old Norwegian darkness.

Released in a 6-panel Digipak edition, including an 8-page booklet, strictly limited to 500 copies.

Opaque Magenta

Cryfemal, the infamous Necro Black Metal act from the Spanish island Tenerife is back with a brand new mini-album entitled: Puro Carbon. Like its predecessor, you can expect more or less the same menu! 9 songs branded with pure hatred, fury and straight forward Black Metal riffing.

These Spanish maniacs keep exploring the vast depths of their Necro attitude with one clear goal, delivering devastating sounds without any remorse or comprehension. Pure 90”s Black Metal is what you get. No Fancy Hipster Bullshit here! Take it or leave it!

First pressing on black double vinyl

DRUDKH is a venerated entity in the realm of atmospheric and pagan black metal. Renowned for their evocative storytelling and profound musical compositions, DRUDKH stands as a paragon of artistic depth, seamlessly melding the corporeal with the ethereal.

With ‘Shadow Play’, DRUDKH offers a mesmerizing odyssey through themes of exile, the cyclical dance of life and death, and a poignant yearning for one's origins. An album which invites you into a realm where silence battles storm, and light intertwines with shadow. A 6-track journey - "Scattering the Ashes" stirs the soul with its introspective melancholy, while “April” envelops you in a meditative trance. The narrative evolves with “The Exile”, capturing the essence of displacement, and continues with the poignant echoes in “Fallen Blossom”. “The Eve” stands as a meditative contemplation on life’s fleeting beauty, and the expansive “The Thirst” culminates this exploration with a profound reflection on human yearning.
‘Shadow Play’ is an evocative experience that challenges you to confront your shadows and revel in the intricate dance of light and dark. Let DRUDKH’s newest release illuminate your path through the bleak human experience.

For fans of AGALLOCH, WINTERFYLLETH, SAOR.