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3-panel digipak incl. 12-page booklet and embossed logo on cover.

Grim, barbaric, ice-cold blackness from beyond the Arctic Circle.

Murmansk is a Russian city situated north of the Arctic Circle near the Norwegian and Finnish borders. It’s not only notorious for its extremely harsh and long winters but also for being home to one of Russia’s oldest and most significant Black Metal bands – OLD WAINDS.
Arisen from the icy plains in 1995, founder Morok aided by a variety of members throughout the horde’s 30 years of existence managed to produce a remarkable discography. Unaffected by fleeting fashion and with disregard for public exposure three demos, one split album with NAV and five full length albums filled to the brim with barbaric hymns of no-nonsense Black Metal were up to this point spawned under the banner of OLD WAINDS.

Hot on the heels of OLD WAINDS’ latest album Stormheart on Darkness Shall Rise we are extremely thrilled to hereby present long overdue reissues of some glorious titles of their early catalogue.

Often mistakenly considered a second demo tape, Where the Snows are Never Gone…, conceived and released in 1997, is OLD WAINDS’ first full-length album. The eight songs whose titles and lyrics apart from the opener are all written in Cyrillic show the band at their most barbaric and unhinged. Musically following in the footsteps of early Norwegian classics, the material sees these mad savages annihilating everything in their way. Those inhuman vocals must also rank among the most insane and hate-filled ever.

250 x galaxy red black vinyl

Grim, barbaric, ice-cold blackness from beyond the Arctic Circle.

Murmansk is a Russian city situated north of the Arctic Circle near the Norwegian and Finnish borders. It’s not only notorious for its extremely harsh and long winters but also for being home to one of Russia’s oldest and most significant Black Metal bands – OLD WAINDS.
Arisen from the icy plains in 1995, founder Morok aided by a variety of members throughout the horde’s 30 years of existence managed to produce a remarkable discography. Unaffected by fleeting fashion and with disregard for public exposure three demos, one split album with NAV and five full length albums filled to the brim with barbaric hymns of no-nonsense Black Metal were up to this point spawned under the banner of OLD WAINDS.

Hot on the heels of OLD WAINDS’ latest album Stormheart on Darkness Shall Rise we are extremely thrilled to hereby present long overdue reissues of some glorious titles of their early catalogue.

Where the Snows are Never Gone… was followed by a 2nd demo before Religion of Spiritual Violence would be unleashed upon the unworthy masses in 2002. Comprising of titles and lyrics entirely in Cyrillic their second album is undoubtedly several steps up in terms of song-writing and production. By and large continuing the trajectory of their previous efforts, OLD WAINDS on Where the Snows are Never Gone… present material more refined and versatile while still retaining the barbaric edge of its predecessors.

3-panel digipak incl. 12-page booklet and embossed logo on cover.

Grim, barbaric, ice-cold blackness from beyond the Arctic Circle.

Murmansk is a Russian city situated north of the Arctic Circle near the Norwegian and Finnish borders. It’s not only notorious for its extremely harsh and long winters but also for being home to one of Russia’s oldest and most significant Black Metal bands – OLD WAINDS.
Arisen from the icy plains in 1995, founder Morok aided by a variety of members throughout the horde’s 30 years of existence managed to produce a remarkable discography. Unaffected by fleeting fashion and with disregard for public exposure three demos, one split album with NAV and five full length albums filled to the brim with barbaric hymns of no-nonsense Black Metal were up to this point spawned under the banner of OLD WAINDS.

Hot on the heels of OLD WAINDS’ latest album Stormheart on Darkness Shall Rise we are extremely thrilled to hereby present long overdue reissues of some glorious titles of their early catalogue.

Where the Snows are Never Gone… was followed by a 2nd demo before Religion of Spiritual Violence would be unleashed upon the unworthy masses in 2002. Comprising of titles and lyrics entirely in Cyrillic their second album is undoubtedly several steps up in terms of song-writing and production. By and large continuing the trajectory of their previous efforts, OLD WAINDS on Where the Snows are Never Gone… present material more refined and versatile while still retaining the barbaric edge of its predecessors.

250 x galaxy transparent royal black vinyl

Grim, barbaric, ice-cold blackness from beyond the Arctic Circle.

Murmansk is a Russian city situated north of the Arctic Circle near the Norwegian and Finnish borders. It’s not only notorious for its extremely harsh and long winters but also for being home to one of Russia’s oldest and most significant Black Metal bands – OLD WAINDS.
Arisen from the icy plains in 1995, founder Morok aided by a variety of members throughout the horde’s 30 years of existence managed to produce a remarkable discography. Unaffected by fleeting fashion and with disregard for public exposure three demos, one split album with NAV and five full length albums filled to the brim with barbaric hymns of no-nonsense Black Metal were up to this point spawned under the banner of OLD WAINDS.

Hot on the heels of OLD WAINDS’ latest album Stormheart on Darkness Shall Rise we are extremely thrilled to hereby present long overdue reissues of some glorious titles of their early catalogue.

Some old fanatics who revered OLD WAINDS’ first two albums for their unadulterated savagery were initially taken aback by Scalding Coldness.
It’s on Scalding Coldness that their compositions are presented with a proper studio production for the first time. Although considerably cleaner and therefore less bestial than previous efforts, Scalding Coldness is basically a logical continuation of Religion of Spiritual Violence. Clocking in at over 40 minutes their third full length consists of eight proficiently composed tracks of hateful coldness. Despite the material being boosted by a pro production and the introduction of more melody, Scalding Coldness bears the distinct OLD WAINDS mark and is a mandatory acquisition

3-panel digipak incl. 12-page booklet and embossed logo on cover.

Grim, barbaric, ice-cold blackness from beyond the Arctic Circle.

Murmansk is a Russian city situated north of the Arctic Circle near the Norwegian and Finnish borders. It’s not only notorious for its extremely harsh and long winters but also for being home to one of Russia’s oldest and most significant Black Metal bands – OLD WAINDS.
Arisen from the icy plains in 1995, founder Morok aided by a variety of members throughout the horde’s 30 years of existence managed to produce a remarkable discography. Unaffected by fleeting fashion and with disregard for public exposure three demos, one split album with NAV and five full length albums filled to the brim with barbaric hymns of no-nonsense Black Metal were up to this point spawned under the banner of OLD WAINDS.

Hot on the heels of OLD WAINDS’ latest album Stormheart on Darkness Shall Rise we are extremely thrilled to hereby present long overdue reissues of some glorious titles of their early catalogue.

Some old fanatics who revered OLD WAINDS’ first two albums for their unadulterated savagery were initially taken aback by Scalding Coldness.
It’s on Scalding Coldness that their compositions are presented with a proper studio production for the first time. Although considerably cleaner and therefore less bestial than previous efforts, Scalding Coldness is basically a logical continuation of Religion of Spiritual Violence. Clocking in at over 40 minutes their third full length consists of eight proficiently composed tracks of hateful coldness. Despite the material being boosted by a pro production and the introduction of more melody, Scalding Coldness bears the distinct OLD WAINDS mark and is a mandatory acquisition

Collaborative Ep by Tårfödd and Mörkvind.

The warrior suffers the loss of his beloved; a deep pain pierces him, and the wind of fate sweeps away all traces of happiness, carrying away even his clarity of mind.

Soon he descends into madness: the trolls of the forest whisper to him, and lost in his frenzy, he succumbs to a murderous rage.

The gods remain silent. Alone, in the frozen North and battered by a snowstorm, he finally hears the voice of Odin — tragic and relentless.

He bends to the snow, closes his eyes forever, finding in that silence both the god and death itself.

An album where i got the honor to work (on track 1, 2, 3, 5 & 6) with Revenant Noctis (Ger) from Sarkrista, Order of Nosferat, Velmorth and Siechknecht

In late 2024, AINZAMKAIT delivered their bolt-from-the-blue debut album, Was des Lebens nicht wert. The work of one Grymnir der Zornige, AINZAMKAIT's moniker is a linguistic twist on the German "Einsamkeit," which is loneliness in English - and fittingly, that's exactly what he delivered, offering a righteous new twist on Teutonic black metal.

Proving that was no fluke, AINZAMKAIT return under the banner of PURITY THROUGH FIRE with Fluch des Nachzehrers. Sonically, on first blush, this second album is built upon the same foundation as the debut: riffs that are hypnotically melancholic yet also strangely triumphant, a slow-burning approach to pacing, and Grymnir der Zornige's full-throated rasp elevating everything safely beyond DSBM dross. However, where that first album conveyed a certain hooliganism latent to the best German black metal, here do AINZAMKAIT soar on cosmic wings high into the night, raised up on synths that are even more ethereal than that no-less-considerable debut; indeed, one need only translate this album's title as well as ponder the cover art to perceive their nocturnal trajectory. Strangely enough, the eight tracks comprising Fluch des Nachzehrers are more compact this time around but somehow sound even more expansive: the destination might be the same, but the route to get there has been altered slightly - and compellingly, vampirically so. With new drummer Geyst des Wüterichs likewise providing livelier color, AINZAMKAIT continue their noble march...the curse awakens!

A project of Ungod (SAD / NECROHELL/ BLOODMOON ECLIPSE) and Throne (HOR)
in the vein of BERGRIZEN, AASKEREIA

Formed in 2011 in Bergen, A.H.P. are something of a "dark horse" within Norwegian black metal: their sound isn't Norwegian Black Metal Exclusively, and band founder / songwriter Gulnar originally hails from Poland. However, being something an outlier has made A.H.P. all the more unique. From palatably varied songwriting to a more mechanistic soundwall, from tastefully unexpected cover-song choices to even-more-varied lineups, A.H.P. follow their own path, forged in fire, ice, and iron will.

Now, a full decade since their Against Human Plague debut album, A.H.P. return to reassert those unique virtues with Alltid Imot Deg. Comprising five songs in 41 minutes, A.H.P.'s second album is indeed more epic-minded than the first, each song creating a shapeshifting vortex where four separate vocalists narrate foul deeds and filthy states of the soul; among those guests are Darkened Nocturn Slaughtercult's Onielar. Gulnar rises to the occasion with songwriting that's by turns stealthy, hypnotic, schizophrenic, and thuggish - but always, ALWAYS, is there an ever-building fountain of cold & crunching violence. That A.H.P.'s soundwall retains their elder Moonfoggy-mechanistic feel whilst emitting a sort of delirious humanity only makes Alltid Imot Deg all the more compelling - and, always again, all the more unique. Still, the best is saved for last with the 15-minute title track, which is an awe-inspiring maw of impossibly alluring darkness; you will DROWN in this. 

black vinyl version, brand new and unplayed BUT arrived from supplier with a very very small seamsplit on top of the gatefold (like 2 cm)

For the first time, these 5 tapes (Ash Nazg …, lux devicta est, promo tape 2/94, Moonrise and In Hate & Sin)  are compiled as a stand-alone 2LP / 2CD album, accompanied by extensive photo material and an in-depth interview, covering the period from the formative 1980s, over the conditions leading to the establishment of the band, up to the days when a deal for their debut Verwüstung/Invoke The Dark Age was signed.

The direct and unveiled nature of these recordings invites the listener to travel back in time, step into ABIGOR´s rehearsal cellar and experience the raw, youthful energy which shows a different side of the band than the successive recordings at Hörnix Studio.

The pressing and print quality make this double-album the ultimate memorial to the reckless bygone days not only of ABIGOR but also of Black Metal as a whole.
On 48 A5 pages respectively, the circumstances around each demo are treated individually.

After more than 30 years, the hands-on experiments of those simple, analogue times still work their magic!