Thus Spoke and Maddogâs Top Ten(ish) of 2024
By Steel Druhm
Thus Spoke
My second AMG End-of-Year piece?! Didnât I just get here? This is my typical reaction to lifeâs happenings. Iâm blindsided by everything. Youâll probably notice that many of the below list entries âsnuck up on meâ in how much I liked them, compared to everything else. The fact that weâre now halfway through the 2020s makes me feel a bit nauseous. I keep telling people I âjust movedâ into the home I bought this year, but Iâve been in it since April. And that huge milestoneâfor which I feel immensely grateful and privileged to have achieved this side of 30âwould have solely dominated my year were it not for two other facts: 1) I was finally diagnosed with and very recently started medication for ADHD; 2) 2024 has got to have been the strongest year of the decade so far for metal. So, time to talk about the music rather than myself.
My overoptimistic prediction that Ulcerate would release new music came true,1 and there was, in general, a particular influx of excellent material from the darker, more dissonant, and extreme sides of death and black metal. This was also the year I finally reconnected with my love of doom after a long period of lukewarm engagement. But I wouldnât have known about half of it were it not for this gig, and the amazing people I share it with. Whether it was Dear Hollow, Kenstrosity, or Mystikus Hugebeard pinging across something they thought I might like, or a particularly potent review penned by a colleague, a commenter chipping in with some gem, or the group buzz around an album I might otherwise never have considered, thereâs no better place to find and discuss metal. And speaking of community, if I ever needed a confirmation that this right here is the loveliest place on the internet, the rallying response to Kenâs plight earlier this year from staff and readers was it.2 I couldnât ask for better company.
I said as much last year, but Iâll probably say it every year: having this opportunity is wild and I feel so blessed. To be able to send my thoughts about music into the world where people read and consider them, thatâs mad. Bumping into an AMG fan in the wild was also an affirming and heartwarming experience reminding me that there are actually real people out there who know who we are; and let me say, however enthusiastic and grateful you might be for us, the feeling is mutual. So to everyone reading this, to all the folks at AMG who make it possible for me to continually wax lyrical about stuff I love (and stuff I donât love so much) and put up with all my overrating, to all of you: thank you. Shout out also to my list buddy Maddog, whose EOY write-up is bound to be more br00tal and much less flowery than mine, and whose in-person company I continue to have the pleasure of enjoying whenever he deigns to visit our little island up here. Oh, and thank you to the original creator and to Kenstrosity for my new avatar! I asked and you delivered. And if you actually read this far down, thank you for indulging me. But now, finally, itâs list time.
#ish. Pillar of Light // Caldera â I unintentionally ended my reviewing year on a high with Pillar of Light. Or perhaps a low, if we consider mood. When a record evokes a genuine emotional response in me,3 as Caldera does, it deserves more than an Honorable Mention. So here it is. Itâs one of those albums you experience that forever afterward remains tied to your particular life situation when you were first immersed, and for that reason, its longevity is increased and its impact amplified. Given how âLeavingâ and âInfernal Gazeâ leave me in pieces, itâs probably a good thing the misery comes down from 11 at other times. But on the next album, who knows? Iâll be ready at least.
#10. Replicant // Infinite Mortality â Much like Kenstrosity, author of the review, I have not historically been Replicantâs hugest fan. For some reason their music never stuck with me; I just didnât get it. Infinite Mortality has been the enlightenment I needed. Itâs undeniably fantastic. Brilliantly technical and ruthlessly efficient in execution, it manages to also be ridiculously groovy in a way that you wouldnât expect from this flavor of extreme death metal. Suited, evidently, to desk sessions and gym sessions alike, given the range of play it got from me since its release, its balance of skronk and style proved why I should, long ago, have been paying attention to Replicant. Ken himself struggled to find a negative and so do I. Even interlude âSCN9Aâ is great, especially as it leads into monster âPain Enduring.â Only the superlative strength of other contenders causes this to fall so low on the list.
#9. ColdCell // Age of Unreason â In a rare case of me underrating something, my review of Age of Unreason did not quite do justice to its strength. Not only have I revisited it often, but I have of late been struck ever deeper by its profundity. The honest, vulnerable lamentations on inequality (âSolidarity or Solitudeâ), hatred (âDiscordâ), and human selfishness (âDead to the Worldâ) go far beyond a jaded misanthropy and strike a real chord. In wrapping this up in an insidiously simple package of compelling, devastating black metal with a distinctive voice, ColdCell have made, I now recognize, a true masterpiece. Brutal in its own way, and beautiful in many more, this is a record I hardly realized had made such a strong impact on me until I saw just how many times Iâd spun it. This year may have seen black metal that goes harder, or with more powerful atmospheres, but none that are as memorable as Age of Unreason.
#8. Spectral Voice // Sparagmos â What a behemoth. Itâs hard to believe thatâjust for a little whileâSparagmos slipped my mind many months after its February release. Relistening brought it all back into horrifying clarity. This record throws a veil over the sun, stares at you with unseeing, ecstatic eyes of Dionysian worship, and forces you into terrified awe. Iâm still blown away by how crushingly heavy and immersive it is; how it still manages to blindside me with sudden turns from ominous crawling into chaotic, chthonic tremolos and clustered, hideous vocals. A masterclass in patient, predatory ambush. Nothing else this year was like it, which is partially why Iâve had to return so often to its dark embrace. Every nightmarish track was at some point in the runnings for the Song of the Year playlist. In the end, only one could make it, and it is, as I said in my review, âas inexorable as death.â
#7. Hamferð // Men Guðs hond er sterk â Iâm surprised as well. Before Men Guðs hond er sterk, I had never laid ears on Hamferð and I was quite stunned to find how instantly I loved them. Itâs not often an album by a band youâd previously never spent time with claims a spot on your year-end list after one listen, but this was one of those rare occasions. Something about the sorrowful, yet also soaring, melodies delivered through the interplays of resonant chords and gentle plucks, and between caustic growls and clear, ardent cleans just transports me. I feel the solemnity, the fear, and the grief in alternately forceful and graceful heaviness thanks to these intricately woven compositions and ardent performances that make the fact the lyrics are all in Faroese completely irrelevant. And Hamferð cover breadth with such ease, the slowly rolling wave of doom rising with tremolos into new intensity; and yet still controlled, still patient. The closer and itâs sample used to bother me, but Iâm long past that now. In short, as the Angry Metal Guy himself said, âthe recordâs flow is impeccable,â and âthe writing is subtle but addictiveâ. Heâs not kidding about that last part, I really canât stop listening to it.
#6. Föhn // Condescending â I was not prepared for what Condescending would do to me. Like any funeral doom worth its salt, itâs massive, but its presence is not smothering, it does not suffocate. Instead, it dampens the sound of anything else, so that the lugubrious chords, vocals, and fraught, lamenting refrains reverberate inside your mind, alone. This presence is redoubled by the heart-rending devastation of the compositions it centersâlyrically and musically. Bleakly beautiful, crushing doom in all its low, slow, cavernous hell leads you into an almost blissful moroseness, just in time for the veil to tear and your spirit to crumble as haunting melodies spill in from impossibly delicate sources of saxophone, synth, or ringing strings. Condescending will not leave my mind, and as broken and misty-eyed as these songs make meââA Day Afterâ and âPersonaâ especiallyâIâll keep returning to experience it again and again. Maybe I can only speak for myself; maybe youâre sensing a theme wherein I like albums that make me feel sad. Whatever the case, Föhn took my breath away, and I donât want it back.
#5. Cave Sermon // Divine Laughter â Itâs pretty irresponsible of me to put this in the list at all, let alone in this position, considering how late in the day I discovered it. But Iâm not really known for being âresponsibleâ around these parts, so, what the hell. What some might pigeonhole as just wonky death metal, or blackened post-hardcoreâor even post-metal, as Metal Archives confusingly stamp itâis really much more complex, deep, and unique. Gripping and strange, in a way that struck me on my very first listen, Divine Laughter is responsible for me going from never having heard of Cave Sermon to being an ardent fan in one afternoon. Every listen gives me my new favorite part and uncovers more and more of its treasures. Savage and beautiful and with unnervingly easy flow, large parts of it are total perfection (âLiquid Gol, âThe Paint of An Invaderâ). I cannot get enough. Itâs so good, actually, that itâs made me feel a bit anxious about how much Iâve still missed this year, though I am very glad that this made it to my ears, even at the 11th hour. Divine Laughter is simply one of the greatest things Iâve heard in 2024, and itâs a crime that more people arenât talking about it.
#4. Devenial Verdict // Blessing of Despair â I was waiting for Blessing of Despair since January, and as it always is with things we have high expectations for, part of me was preparing for disappointment. That preparation proved unnecessary once I finally got my hands on this in the Autumn. Devenial Verdict delivered. This time, they amped up all their unique little idiosyncrasies that made me fall in love with Ash Blind, and added a criminally heavy helping of groove. This thing is atmospheric and punchy, providing soundscapes that are just as haunting and mysterious(TM) as they are stomping and cutthroat. Either way, these riffs will make you shiver. âGarden of Eyesâ! âSolusâ! Ahhhh! Even âCounting Silenceâ and âA Curse Made Flesh,â which I initially dismissed as a little understated, have this delicious melancholic presence I just want to be immersed in 24/7. Devenial Verdictâs slick mixture of mournful melody and menacing, barked growls; neck-snapping flicks of cymbal, and those resonant, aggressive chord progressions make forâalmostâmy favorite take on death metal that exists. The sole reason Blessing of Despair wasnât my most-played album of 2024 is that I only started in September.4
#3. Selbst // Despondency Chord Progressions â Back in 2017 or so, I was struck by what at the time I considered the most gorgeous opening guitar on any song ever. It was ââŠOf Solitary Ramblings,â the first track on Selbstâs self-titled debut.5 From that day forward I was enamoured. The undercurrents of lamenting melodrama and a black metal interwoven with a distinctive style of flowing, weeping strums continue to make Selbst very special. But if I had thought that their depths of emotional poignancy and stirring, multi-layered compositions had been reached, Despondency Chord Progressions showed they had not. Cleans that some wrote off as unsavory, rather bringâin my opinionâa new vulnerability, and their rawness compounds the pathos of already intensely cathartic compositions. The albumâs title is, as I noted, an apt descriptor for the musical themes, but really undersells the cry of grief and despair that erupts from the music with every shuddering, tremolo-shaken, surge and every plaintive, somber quietude. I stand by what I said back in April, that â[t]his is black metal at its most stirring, entrancingly beautiful, and existentially affecting.â The sheer magnitude of its impassioned peaks (âThird World Wretchedness,â âBetween Seclusion and Obsessionâ) and the sting of its humanity (âWhen true Loneliness is Experienced,â âChant of Self Confrontationâ) are like nothing else in the genre.
#2. Amiensus // Reclamation [Parts 1 & 2] â Take it up in the comments if you think this is cheating; Reclamation is one work in my eyes. And what a masterpiece. Each part a gorgeous, immersive side of one breathtaking journey that is best experienced together. I remain stunned by Amiensusâ mastery of musical storytelling through a flowing, intricate soundscapeâat turns triumphant (âVermillion Fog of War,â âSĂłlfariðâ), sorrowful (âReverie,â âLeprosariumâ), and always stirring. Everything about Reclamation is graceful, which is another part of its magic because itâs not as though Amiensus left the black metal behind. Rather they seem to have found the deepest essence of the genreâs unique propensity for raw emotional expression, and moulded its elements into what is hands-down the most beautiful thing Iâve heard at least this year. It is, as I noted in my write-up of Part 1, a distillation of pure joy, and uplifting no matter how wistful (âSun and Moonâ), or suffused with bittersweet longing (âA Consciousness Throughout Time,â âAcquiescenceâ). And with so much of itâalbeit, a time that flashes by with thrilling speedâitâs impossible not to get lost in. âSun and Moonâ was so close to being my favorite song of 2024, and in another year, it would have been. For that matter, in another year Reclamation itself would have claimed the top spot on this list.
#1. Ulcerate // Cutting the Throat of God â What else could it have been? I worry that by this point I may have used up all of the words that are possible to describe this pinnacle of excellence. In reality, though, Iâm not sure I even have the words to express it in the first place, not for lack of trying. Ulcerate have long been a behemoth in their realm within the larger world of death metal, but while distinctive, they have never settled, continually carving up the template of dissonance with varyingly-sized blades of atmosphere and melody, moving between their most barbed and chaotic (Everything is Fire) to their most somber and moody (The Destroyers of All) in just one album. Later Shrines of Paralysisâmy former favoriteâsaw a turn back towards the urgency and aggression, but with this new harmonic undercurrent in place. With hindsight, I can see now that the deeply atmospheric, disquieting Stare into Death and Be Still marked a turning point, paving the ground for what could be their magnum opus. Distilling the tension and the turmoil, into tidal forces of incredible rhythm, and dark, brilliant melody, with Cutting the Throat of God, Ulcerate reach transcendence. Dire (âThe Dawn is Hollowâ), deadly (âTransfiguration in and Out of Worldsâ), devastating (âTo See Death Just Once,â âCutting the Throat of Godâ). Its intricacies only continue to reveal themselves to me; helped, no doubt, by a phenomenal live performance that bewitched me anew this October. I had to upgrade this albumâs score to Iconic, because it is. This is atmospheric death metal perfected, and if genre-mates werenât already looking in Ulcerateâs direction, thereâs hardly any choice now. Cutting the Throat of God represents, in the greatest form, âthe savagery, authenticity, and more recently, beauty that makes this icon of the dissonant death metal world who they are.â
Honorable Mentions:
Gaerea // Coma â Despite having calmed down considerably from my previous Gaerea overhype, thereâs no denying that theyâve really got something. With a new vocalist, they retain their distinctively melodramatic and intense style, while incorporating a little more vulnerability via some genuinely really lovely cleans. A great record that just wasnât great enough for the ridiculously high standard set by this yearâs fare.
Eye Eater // Alienate â I am immensely grateful for Dolphin Whisperer for bringing this to my attention. Much of this album feels like it was written specifically for me, because it uses pretty much all of my favorite things in metal. Itâs atmospheric and dissonant, like Ulcerate and others in that vein; itâs kind of post-death-y, and replete with minor melodies, and a particular kind of urgency my brain associates with specific kinds of â-coreâ. I just didnât get quite enough time with it.
Songs of the Year
âTo See Death Just Onceâ â Ulcerate
âSun and Moonâ â Amiensus
âSolusâ â Devenial Verdict
âTerminalâ â Vorga
âThird World Wretchednessâ â Selbst
âThe Paint of an Invaderâ â Cave Sermon
âA Day Afterâ â Föhn
âĂbĂŠrâ â Hamferð
âInversionâ â Endonomos
âDeathâs Knell Rings in Eternityâ â Spectral Voice
âLeavingâ â Pillar of Light
Maddog
Itâs been a weird year, and this is a weird list. Last December, I lamented the emotional hollowness of 2023âs metal output. If anything, 2024 fell even flatter. My most anticipated heavyweights were competent but inconsistent (Alcest, Julie Christmas), and few albums moved me. Unfazed, death metal picked up the slack and made this year a pleasure. Led by a flurry of excellent releases from genre titans, 2024 helped rekindle my love for cantankerous death metal.
Even so, the brutality of 2024âs output shocked me. Despite my worship of Suffocation and Dying Fetus, most brutal death metal releases of the last decade havenât gripped me. But 2024 pulled me onto the brutal train with creativity and pizzazz. Both the techy and the knuckle-dragging corners of that subgenre thrived, including several artists that didnât make my list (like Gigan, Iniquitous Savagery, and Nile). After tending toward more emotive music and other poseur nonsense in recent years, I took a long jump back in 2024.
As if that wasnât enough, this was a banner year for dissonance. Thatâs a sentence I never expected to type; even dissonant death metalâs classics tend to be hit-or-miss with me. In 2024, the skronk finally broke through, aided by many avant-garde bands drifting toward a more accessible sound. This yearâs screechy screeds were cogent enough to grab my arm and unhinged enough to rip it out of its socket. Itâs been a jarring but eye-opening year.
This comment from the Brodequin review doubles as a summary of my 2024 music picks:
I wonder if I, we, they or all of us have a screw loose.
Heading into 2024, I craved immersive soundscapes and misty eyes. Instead, I was met with discordant gurgling. I didnât expect it, but I donât regret it.
#ish. Hypoxia // Defiance â Defiance never gets old. This old-school death metal behemoth has been around for ten months and hails from a subgenre thatâs infamous for monotony. And yet, like Monstrosityâs best work, it blossoms on every spin. Defiance sports 2024âs fiercest harsh vocal performance, and riffwork so potent that it could revive the Selbst baby. I donât have anything fancy to add, so I wonât try. Defiance is a rare death metal record thatâs simple, thrilling, and well-written.
#10. Dawn Treader // Bloom & Decay â The thought sometimes crosses my mind: Why does atmospheric black metal even exist? The musical possibilities abound; who would pay $8 for tremolo scales recorded in a rest stop bathroom? Records like Bloom & Decay jolt me out of my pretension. Dawn Treaderâs underground gem is both a product and a peddler of overpowering emotion. Ross Connell unleashes a tirade against violence and oppression using grief-stricken guitar melodies. On the flip side, Bloom & Decayâs heavy use of major keysâmy second biggest fearâblurs the line between despair and tentative hope. Most impressive is the albumâs flow, which Itchymenace described better than I ever could: âThe majority of Bloom & Decay is instrumental, but you hardly notice because the music has such a storytelling quality.â Bloom & Decayâs 53-minute chokehold on my heart is ineffable but unyielding.
#9. Kanonenfieber // Die Urkatastrophe â Germanyâs nameless Noise has built up a remarkable CV â 7 years, 3 bands, 8 albums. While Iâve often enjoyed his music, I never fell under his spell. Die Urkatastrophe was the last straw. A pacifist tirade told through first-person WWI vignettes, Die Urkatastrophe depicts nationalist violence and its aftermath. Armed with a sharp-edged blackened death foundation and surging chorus melodies, Kanonenfieber provides rewarding fodder even for unfeeling riff addicts. However, its excellence lies in its raw emotion. Both Noiseâs lyrics and his songwriting embrace a âshow, donât tellâ approach that brings the album to life. As the narratorâs cavalry offensive meets with a hilltop ambush in âGott mit der Kavallerie,â Kanonenfieberâs upbeat riffs transform into a sudden dirge followed by frantic black metal. The epic âWaffenbrĂŒderâ evokes the wide-eyed optimism of childhood friends, the pride of enlisting, the tragedy of losing a companion, and the regrets of a life wasted. Die Urkatastrophe is both a transformative album and exemplary storytelling.
#8. Defeated Sanity // Chronicles of Lunacy â Chronicles of Lunacy is essential listening for any fans of extreme metal. Its greatest triumph is its fine mix of Defeated Sanityâs signature ingredients. Chronicles excels as pure brutal death metal through punishing caveman riffs and a tasteful dose of slam. Vaughn Stoffeyâs guitars elevate this to an art form using wily fretboard acrobatics and seamless jazzy breaks. Led by kit-meister Lille Gruber, Defeated Sanityâs off-kilter rhythms and heavy syncopation miraculously aid the albumâs staying power rather than hindering it. Put simply, Chronicles of Lunacy is 2024âs most vivid reminder of why I love death metal. I love its unforgiving brutality; I love its dazzling technicality; I love its groove; I love its genre-bending creative expression; I love its rhythmic feats of strength; I love its intellect; I love its idiocy. In other words, I love Defeated Sanity.
#7. Ulcerate // Cutting the Throat of God â Itâs a match made in heaven: Cutting the Throat of God is Ulcerate for dummies, and Iâm a dummy. Ulcerate continues to march toward more accessible ground, leaving behind the merciless dissonance of Everything is Fire. Powerful melodic themes peek through the chaos and take time to shine, offering both souvenirs and footholds. Despite Cuttingâs lowbrow appeal, Ulcerateâs inimitable signature remains. Unease pervades the record, and Ulcerateâs cohesive songwriting transforms it from a concept to an emotion. In Thus Spokeâs words, Jamie Saint Meratâs drums are âmore body than skeleton,â using their distinctive start-stop style to guide the mood. The albumâs climaxes alone justify a purchase, as hypnotic melodies and frenzied dissonance coalesce into a tsunami. In short, Cutting the Throat of God captured both my brain and my heart.
#6. Hippotraktor // Stasis â I first heard about Belgiumâs Hippotraktor from an insistent coworker, long before I discovered GardensTaleâs well-worded underrating. Psychonaut meets Karnivool meets The Ocean meets Meshuggah in this pounding, beautiful prog/post adventure. Stasisâ hard-won achievement is that it navigates through disparate ideas with fluidity and flair. Psychonaut-drenched sludge forms a jagged backbone that sways between meditative and explosive. Meanwhile, Hippotraktorâs mastery of melody catapults them into genre royalty. âStasisâ uses this superpower for peaceful guitar jams, âEchoesâ uses it for soaring As I Lay Dying vocal lines, and âThe Reckoningâ uses it for haunting continuity across its eight minutes. The djenty interdjections are well-written and screwed in tight, packing a punch even for listeners with severe djent allerdjies. Stasis is a bold statement from a new band, and itâs jostled up my list posthaste.
#5. Hell:on // Shaman â Hell:onâs folk-infused take on death metal stands apart. Shamanâs diverse influences complement each other and flourish in isolation. Phrygian themes, throat singing, and driving sitars steer the album. But despite Shamanâs folk roots, itâs an excellent slab of death metal. Hell:onâs riffs recall the threatening leviathans of Nileâs Annihilation of the Wicked, while the narrative song structures feel like a roided-out Aeternam. Even among such storied company, Shamanâs melodies stand out. Over the recordâs runtime, Hell:onâs guitars shred, soar, flail, and wallop, evolving smoothly and dragging the listener along. As icing on the cake, Holdeneyeâs review of Shaman features the most sobering and most badass introductory story of 2024. Hell:on demanded my attention and earned it.
#4. Pyrrhon // Exhaust â I started warming up to Exhaust on my first listen, but it took a while to diagnose why. Pyrrhonâs earlier releases didnât click with me, but Exhaust is a trailblazer and a paradox. Pyrrhon rewrites the textbook on riffs, displaying a mastery of groove even in their wildest moments. And the noisier cuts, which remind me most of Pink Floydâs The Piper at the Gates of Dawn and The Velvet Underground, are evocative narratives rather than lifeless technical exercises. The longer pieces intersperse hypnotic buildups with furious cacophony (âOut of Gasâ), while the shorter tracks are simultaneously caustic and infectious. With a thick leading bass performance and a master that highlights every detail of the drums, Exhaust grows on me with every spin. Pyrrhonâs off-the-deep-end brand of experimental death metal isnât my usual fare, but I canât avert my ears this time. Both mellifluous and disgusting, both rifftastic and immersive, Exhaust is singular.
#3. Selbst // Despondency Chord Progressions â My first toe dip into Selbst made a lasting impression. Shortly after Despondency Chord Progressions came out, I spun it at the office. In the final minute of the opener âLa EncarnaciĂłn de Todos los Miedos,â I felt the involuntary tears start to flow, and I had to nuke the music and run to the bathroom to avoid worrying my desk neighbor. This embarrassing first encounter perfectly encapsulates the album. While itâs âmerelyâ black metal, its gorgeous melodies and shrilling tremolos showcase the genre at its finest. Alternating between meditative dirges and howling chords, Selbst conveys both muffled sobs and hysterical bawling. Selbstâs fluid compositions captivated me at once and dug their claws even deeper over the ensuing months. The most heart-rending record of 2024, Despondency Chord Progressions showcases the paralyzing power of music.
#2. Noxis // Violence Inherent in the System â Noxisâ debut is a remarkable blend of old and new. The albumâs stomping riffs and popping snare drum root it in 1990s brutal death metal. Conversely, its exuberantly grimy bass tone, its proggy rhythms, and its surprise woodwind extravaganza feel unabashedly modern. Much like last yearâs Ohio death metal highlight, Violence Inherent in the System succeeds by ripping throughout, whether with a vile Dying Fetus riff or with an adventurous bass melody. Although this is the longest record in my top five, its 46 minutes fly by. Boasting momentum that would make Newton blush, Noxis keeps the energy high from the barnburner âSkullcrushing Defilementâ to the proggy old-school âEmanations of the Sick.â After six months of scrutinizing and adoring Violence, I still canât fathom that this is a debut album.
#1. Wormed // Omegon â Iâve already said my piece on this, and nothing has changed. Omegon feels as thrilling, as alien, as robotic, and as human as it did in July. In a year where brutality and dissonance thrived, Wormed maxed out both dimensions. Omegon is at once a painstakingly crafted work of art, an all-consuming atmosphere, and 2024âs punchiest death metal record.
Honorable Mentions:
- Oxygen Destroyer // Guardian of the Universe â Redefining Darkness strikes again. Oxygen Destroyerâs latest death-thrash opus is a concise half hour of exhilarating riffs. The album sounds one track, but I donât care; it gains steam as it progresses, and it lodges deeper on every listen. Thereâs no excuse for missing this.
- Brodequin // Harbinger of Woe â Despite its morose title, Harbinger of Woe is straightforward and riotous. Brodequin has honed a sleek archetype of brutal death metal, far from the likes of Wormed. It doesnât aim to innovate; it just aims for high impact. It succeeds.
- Kryptos // Decimator â Indiaâs heavy metal kings dealt me an irreplaceable shot of adrenaline. Decimator is Kryptosâ most melodically inspired work to date, an absolute scorcher, and the most viscerally satisfying production job of 2024.
- Necrowretch // Swords of Dajjal â Somehow, despite competition from In Aphelion and Necrophobic themselves, Necrowretch churned out the best Necrophobic album of 2024.
Songs oâ the Year:
- Julie Christmas â âThe Lighthouseâ
- Hippotraktor â âThe Reckoningâ
- Kanonenfieber â âWaffenbrĂŒderâ
- Hypoxia â âScorched and Skinnedâ
- Kryptos â âFall to the Spectreâs Gazeâ
- Wormed â âProtogodâ
- Alcest â âAmĂ©thysteâ
- Defeated Sanity â âHeredity Violatedâ
- Andy Gillion â âAcceptanceâ
- Selbst â âLa EncarnaciĂłn de Todos los Miedosâ
- Pyrrhon â âOut of Gasâ
- Ulcerate â âCutting the Throat of Godâ
- Noxis â âAbstemious, Pious Writ of Lifeâ
- Keygen Church â âLa Chiave del mio Amorâ
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