Ockultist fucking rules! They play blackened sludge/doom that oozes like a festering wound. This is the epitome of what a blackened doom band should sound like. Just take Sleep, Eyehategod, and Iron Monkey and pour a bunch of filth, pus, and bile on them, and somewhere in there emerges the dark cloud that is Ockultist. I mean this is so fucking evil sounding it's fit for a failed exorcism. It's as if the band was there to witness cheering on in victory, and their instruments and amps are covered in the piss, shit, vomit, and blood from the aftermath. The pace of the album moves like a syrupy river of black slime. The mixture of detuned swamp riffs and possessed harsh vocals create a cacophony of misanthropic delight. Highly recommended for anyone looking for some hateful doom metal to brighten up their day. Cheers! -Samir
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