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Darkness is falling. A cold wind blows from the snow-covered Carpathians, making the windows rattle and the corners of the house creak. Something is coming, eyes flashing red in the night and its footprints filled with grave dirt. What nocturnal terror is this? Why, it’s the arrival of the long-awaited third album by The Coffinshakers, folks.

While most bands quickly lose the spark, The Coffinshakers have stayed relevant – eternal like the undead. Though humor is their hallmark, there is also poignancy and something genuinely spine-tingling in their rugged, melancholy ballads. And this new offering shows them at the height of their baleful, campy power. They truly are a band that ages like fine wine – although vampires, of course, never drink… wine.

Much will be familiar to dedicated fans. Rob’s trademark malevolent chuckles still reverberate with sardonic glee, the deep rumble of his voice continuing to send all yellow-bellies hiding behind the barn. At the same time, his vocals have gained in both power and subtleness. The same goes for the guitar, bass, and drum work, now incorporating a broader array of classic Americana influences. These unholy badmen have drunk the blood straight from the neck of the authentic country, bluegrass, folk and other rootsy music of inbred US backwaters – and it has made their fangs sharper than ever.

And though The Coffinshakers still ride forth with tongue firmly planted in cheek, there is a new apocalyptic urgency to their third offering. From the marching drums of the desolate “Graves, Release Your Dead” to the echoing vocals of “River of Souls” and the cathartic cataclysm of “Down in Flames”, it all forebodes the imminent end of the whole dirty enchilada of existence. The band’s flippancy comes with a genuinely unsettling kernel of darkness – and black humor is always the most satisfying. Vampires may not cry, but we all know they laugh wickedly as they rise from the bone orchard.

Darkness is falling. A cold wind blows from the snow-covered Carpathians, making the windows rattle and the corners of the house creak. Something is coming, eyes flashing red in the night and its footprints filled with grave dirt. What nocturnal terror is this? Why, it’s the arrival of the long-awaited third album by The Coffinshakers, folks.

While most bands quickly lose the spark, The Coffinshakers have stayed relevant – eternal like the undead. Though humor is their hallmark, there is also poignancy and something genuinely spine-tingling in their rugged, melancholy ballads. And this new offering shows them at the height of their baleful, campy power. They truly are a band that ages like fine wine – although vampires, of course, never drink… wine.

Much will be familiar to dedicated fans. Rob’s trademark malevolent chuckles still reverberate with sardonic glee, the deep rumble of his voice continuing to send all yellow-bellies hiding behind the barn. At the same time, his vocals have gained in both power and subtleness. The same goes for the guitar, bass, and drum work, now incorporating a broader array of classic Americana influences. These unholy badmen have drunk the blood straight from the neck of the authentic country, bluegrass, folk and other rootsy music of inbred US backwaters – and it has made their fangs sharper than ever.

And though The Coffinshakers still ride forth with tongue firmly planted in cheek, there is a new apocalyptic urgency to their third offering. From the marching drums of the desolate “Graves, Release Your Dead” to the echoing vocals of “River of Souls” and the cathartic cataclysm of “Down in Flames”, it all forebodes the imminent end of the whole dirty enchilada of existence. The band’s flippancy comes with a genuinely unsettling kernel of darkness – and black humor is always the most satisfying. Vampires may not cry, but we all know they laugh wickedly as they rise from the bone orchard.

Four years and one pandemic on from Orificial Purge, Vastum, the longest running band on the 20 Buck Spin roster, offers up its fifth bludgeoning document of psychic malaise and lost faith with ‘Inward To Gethsemane’. As before, the abject disgust unsparingly captured in Vastum’s unique approach continues to drape the music with an aura of discomfiting unease. The cavernous density Vastum has made a core element of its discography remains as inhuman as ever, continuing to delve into darker atmospheres, yet never devolving into ambient murk; on the contrary it’s always punishing and with a fearsome momentum. The distinctively harrowing dual vocal attack of Daniel Butler and Leila Abdul-Rauf appears throughout ‘Inward…’; the possessed narrators of Vastum’s hellish underworld. Eight minute album closer ‘Corpus Fractum’ manifests a transformative and even experimental side of Vastum musically and vocally, while sustaining the characteristic merciless power the band is revered for across its five albums. Between the sporadic but legendary live performances and a worshipped discography of modern era true Death Metal, Vastum has become a torchbearer of the grisly and grotesque underground, both within its native Bay Area and well beyond. ‘Inward to Gethsemane’ carves another notch in Vastum’s totem of deviance.

Edition in "coke bottle" translucent green vinyl 

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Origin #02 features a collection of musical tracks and ideas that Magnus initially began crafting between 2003 and 2009. It wasn't until 2012-13 that he meticulously curated these tracks and embarked on a creative journey to bring them to completion. This album offering a diverse yet coherent palette of soundscapes and emotions.
Warm groovy rhythms set the pace while we drift through deep electronica washed by waves of ethereal pads and mesmerizing melodies.

The overarching concept of the Origin series is to breathe new life into previously unfinished musical pieces, allowing them to finally emerge into the world, free from obscurity.

Written and produced by Magnus Birgersson in Studio Jupiter, Gothenburg, Sweden and remastered by Robert Elster in 2023. 

Origin #02 features a collection of musical tracks and ideas that Magnus initially began crafting between 2003 and 2009. It wasn't until 2012-13 that he meticulously curated these tracks and embarked on a creative journey to bring them to completion. This album offering a diverse yet coherent palette of soundscapes and emotions.
Warm groovy rhythms set the pace while we drift through deep electronica washed by waves of ethereal pads and mesmerizing melodies.

The overarching concept of the Origin series is to breathe new life into previously unfinished musical pieces, allowing them to finally emerge into the world, free from obscurity.

Written and produced by Magnus Birgersson in Studio Jupiter, Gothenburg, Sweden and remastered by Robert Elster in 2023. 

Nortfalke is a new and enthusiastic project creating a very unique and sophisticated form of complex electronic music. Fans of Ambient will be pleased with the new album Seefunktjonderee as will those who have taken to liking to Dungeon Synth. However, Nortfalke replaces the lo-fi aspect with something that is found too rarely nowadays: skill.

It is somewhat hard to describe the many details that make Norttfalke's first epos so special. Meditative and clearly fleshed out loops form an atmosphere of melancholy and dreaminess that immediately captures the listener and holds his attention throughout the entire running time. As opposed to some of the lesser artists creating similar material, the sound is fleshy and full, always pleasant and filled with many subtle nuances that make the songs interesting despite the lengthy running time.

Although Seefunktjonderee is rather homogenous, the three respective tracks still manage to evoke their own atmosphere and identity. The second song „Yn it schymenryk“ almost seems like a hymn from a fantasy film. Aetherial synthsounds and strong upfront melodies clothe the piece in a semi-medieval majesty that has been rarely reached before. The following Jeeuwne Mone is more calm but still highly catchy with its rhythmic qualities and allround superb composition. Seefunktjonderee by Nortfalke is a highly ambitious and well-crafted album which absolutely should not be missed! 

https://dungeonsdeeprecords.bandcamp.com/album/seefonktj-enderee

After releasing three albums in three years and then spending the next four in the wilderness, Tomb Mold has been reborn on fourth album The Enduring Spirit, a thoroughly unabashed step into vast new territories. Yet for all its frenetic daring and audacious exploration, it is never anything other than unmistakably Tomb Mold.

While the expanding Tomb Mold architecture could be heard on last year’s self-released Aperture Of Body tape, it comes into clear focus throughout The Enduring Spirit. Certainly Derrick Vella’s time creating within and expanding the doom genre in Dream Unending has seeped into the flesh of Tomb Mold, not to mention Payson Power and Max Klebanoff’s explorations in their own Daydream Plus project.

With album opener “The Perfect Memory (Phantasm of Aura)” the band’s angular dimension shifting riffing appears right out of the gate as the track travels through varying degrees of progressive death metal and some of the band’s most extreme material yet. “Will Of Whispers” enters with a jazz-like fantasy sequence before careening into a blinding white light barrage, tasteful guitar leads and back to a dreamy serpentine pattern, encompassing whole universes in its nearly seven minute run-time.

Black 12" vinyl (33 rpm) in printed sleeve with printed inner sleeve.
Second pressing 200 copies worldwilde.

Since its inception in 1993, TSJUDER has always been delivering Norwegian Black Metal in the classic raw and rattling style, yet without ever giving in to the temptation of wallowing in nostalgia.
As can be heard on the present reissue of their long sold-out and much sought after second album originally released in 2002, not a single note in their music has to be dyed black.
That’s simply because the roots that are clearly showing are all glistening with the abyssal musical non-colour pioneered by BATHORY, CELTIC FROST, and VENOM as well as those Northern masters MAYHEM, DARKTHRONE, and EMPEROR.
The venomous and vicious throat rendering by bassist Nag and guitarist Draugluin entwines with thorny, relentlessly driving riffs and an infernal rhythmical ice storm unleashed by drummer Jontho.
Available again on special price CD, this milestone of True Norwegian Black Metal are described by the band as "raw and uncompromising black metal".
No post, no progressive, no whatever!