good morning sweet fedi 🌇 have a song, if u want
https://prehistoricwarcult.bandcamp.com/track/inutterable-expressions-gathering-among-forgotten-graves
#WarMetal
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Meluniblis - Tyrannic War Between Black Sharia & Militant Profanity (Split With Lagzın Urug)
"Chaotic"
Lord Humongous – Raped By The Nukes
Tyrannical Arch Opressor Humongous: Hellish Oratory Lashings of Caustic Aggression Under Sadomasochistic Tyranny!
Das war mal wieder ein wunderbares #SwampFest, mit vielen Perlen aus dem #Sludge #Doom und #DeathMetal – nur in's Kino hab ich's schon wieder nicht geschafft. 😅
Und hier eines meiner Highlights:
https://skraeckoedlan.bandcamp.com/album/ppeltr-det
Viele Grüße aus dem Sumpf!
#radio27 #music #festival #metal #punk #MetalPunk #DoomMetal #Grindcore #WarMetal #SpeedMetal #BlackMetal #StonerRock #Dungeon #Wave #Art #Graffiti #Cinema #Horror
#NowPlaying on a Wednesday morning, metal for some reason. But this shit is killer. It's war metal but definitely some Bolt Thrower vibes in there too. Pretty damn solid, great dynamics, guitar stuff, vocals. This is New Jersey's SIEGE COLUMN and their ripping new LP 'Sulphur Omega'.
https://siegecolumn.bandcamp.com/album/sulphur-omega
#metal #DeathMetal #WarMetal #BlackMetal #2025Albums #2025Records #NewJersey #NewJerseyMetal #NewJerseyBands #SiegeColumn @HailsandAles @brian @rtw @guffo @umrk @Kitty @flockofnazguls @swampgas
Blasphamagoatachrist – Bastardizing The Purity (Vinyl)
The album starts with a chilling introduction, filled with eerie and unsettling sounds. This gives way to a brutal decimation of sound, driven by a blend of heavy, stomping guitar riffs and pounding drums that create a doomy, rhythmic groove. The track then erupts into a ferocious assault of pure war metal, with gnarly howls and barbaric blast-beats clashing against savage riffs.
Blasphamagoatachrist – Black Metal Warfare (Cassette)
Founded by members from Blasphemy, Goatpenis, and Antichrist, this group's debut EP is one of the few supergroups out there who actually does pretty well in sounding like more than the members' respective bands. The speed and ferocity of war metal is often served best by shorter runtimes, so the EP format here massively favors Blasphamagoatachrist through not letting any song or idea become stale.
#CurrentlyListeningTo Wehrwolfe - Godless We Stand #HeavyMetal #DeathMetal #WarMetal 🇺🇸
Antichrist Siege Machine @ Kuudes Linja, Helsinki, Finland
10.07.2025
#warmetal #wardeath #deathmetal #blackmetal #blastbeats #asm #antichristsiegemachine #kuudeslinja #kutonen #helsinki #livemusic #metalphotography
10.07.2025
#warmetal #wardeath #deathmetal #blackmetal #blastbeats #asm #antichristsiegemachine #kuudeslinja #kutonen #helsinki #livemusic #metalphotography
RIPPING DEATHTERROR Vol. II @ L'Hemisphere Gauche - August 8th, 2025
Hemisphere Gauche, Friday, August 8 at 07:00 PM EDT
Viridian Cult Productions presents:
RIPPING DEATHTERROR VOL. II
Following in the footsteps of a legendary show from 2023, Ripping Deathterror returns two years later with a maniacal offering of brutality and darkness on the night of Friday, August 8th, 2025 at L'Hemisphere Gauche.
Coming from Ontario, the war metal onslaught of Abysmal Whore and the death metal demolition of World Eaters will crush, kill, AND destroy.
They’ll be joined by the powerful deathviolence of Ratpiss, the thick and groovy riffing of Insade, and the blackened oozing sludge of Pine Tar!
Don’t miss it!
Abysmal Whore:
https://abysmalwhore.bandcamp.com/album/sadistic-urge
World Eaters:
https://worldeaters.bandcamp.com/album/hounds-of-blood
Ratpiss:
https://ratpissmtl.bandcamp.com/album/four-humors
Insade:
https://insade.bandcamp.com/album/human-obsession
Pine Tar:
https://pine-tar.bandcamp.com/album/burial
Friday, August 8th, 2025
@ L’Hemisphere Gauche
221 Rue Beaubien Est
Doors 7:00 PM
Show 8:00 PM
$15
18+
Poster by Jose-Gabriel Bazan Gauthier.
https://montreal.askapunk.net/event/ripping-deathterror-vol-ii-lhemisphere-gauche-august-8th-2025
Ten Years of Blood and Fire
Nearly a fortnight has passed since the Summer Solstice on Neudegg Alm, and life has barely calmed since that wondrous night of flame and belonging. With the heat of the moment propelling once-aching feet towards new possibilities, I must take pause to reflect and release before moving on.
It was my tenth year on the mountain, save the isolation of restricted times, and I returned to Abtenau burdened by conflicting thoughts. Prior years compelled questions of place, there and elsewhere, and a search for purpose and presence through all manner of misdeeds. A purpose I now carried within myself. Months of soul-searching through greater challenge had forged foundations once lacking, and I walked with new, noticed, certainty.
Last year’s gathering had not settled well. The elements of the ceremony still very much present, but the atmosphere laden with doubt. The pall of death weighed heavy then, in moments of mourning and the strife of insincerity. Forced expectations and shallow smiles – perhaps a mirror to the mindset I brought with me. I wondered if this would continue into another year and briefly considered forfeiting my invite. Yet, knowing the potential of what could be, I placed my trust in the cycle of things to move forward.
Death must, so life follows, and this year saw the rictus mask lift to joyful rebirth.
A return to what was and what should be.
Ever evolving, House of the Holy held a more relaxed, thoughtful pace this year. Tempering the raw immediacy of recent times with a reflective pause more suited to the surrounds. Additional aspects of the gathering outside the grounds had also been refined, offering a greater sense of holistic awareness.
The first night again took place in Abtenau itself, where locals and passing tourists alike were treated to a performance in front of the town church. Headlined by Dool, this night included the addition of separate beer vendors to ensure the already packed restaurants weren’t as overrun as prior years. The balconies swelled with the curious and entertained as old friends and veterans reunited.
Before entering the site itself on the second day, last year’s experimental art gallery took greater form. A phenomenal installation, curated in collaboration with renowned occult artists and photographers. Captivating and provocative, death itself was brought into beautiful life in the essence of creativity. Enhanced further by crafting sessions so others too may create. A place for cool-minded introspection away from the incessant heat outside.
For the weather itself was possibly the best the gathering had ever experienced. The persistence of Sol unfiltered scorched skin and rendered futile most means of protection. At times many felt it too warm and overwhelming, but conversations soon cropped up under shade and over beer. United by the experience, all eyes soon turned to the stage.
The music this year returned to a more varied mix. With the relentless onslaught of Thursday’s War Metal fury maturing into a more intriguing soundscape as the days progressed. Londoners Cold in Berlin were the stand-out surprise of the weekend. Their post-punk doom revitalised weary legs on Saturday, fixating me in awe as vocalist Maya effortlessly cast her intent through the crowd.
Mention must also be made to Swedes Myling, performing a ritual of their own on Friday to herald the longest day. As they left the stage to burn wreaths on the smaller fire, the atmosphere of the Alm ascended to a higher state. Through such heady performance and more, the aches and inconveniences of being had dispersed. We were ready for Midsummer.
For the final hours, filled once more with visceral music and the vibrant pulse of camaraderie, we prepared for fire. As Absu‘s incendiary set faded I was taken by surprise. There was time again to pause and reflect before the liminal threshold. To breathe. To talk. To share our collective anticipation.
Then the ceremony began. Not in rushed aggression, but in calm determination. Torches lit at the stage were carried once more to the pyre, where each found their own way upwards. Once more I walked widdershins around the flame in my own tradition of bonding. Blood surged through my veins in fierce vitality. Belonging.
At the fire I met a barefoot soul. A precious friend with the sun in her smile, who had shared conversations of ungrounded intensity across the nights. In the spontaneity of smoke and white sage, mere feet from the flame, she cleansed old energies to invite the new – reflecting the rebirth of the rite. The fire roared white in response and we held each other a moment. The intent of wild words once scattered as embers, reforming and rekindling into silent, assured contemplation.
We were meant to meet in Magick. At the animus and anima of primal fire, where individual will integrates with shared wonder to contemplate the spirit of something above all. New bonds form in anticipation, and sear their permanence in memory. A transcendental sense of togetherness and tradition reasserting itself under cloudless skies. Light in Darkness.
Beyond the Alm, the distant flames of other peaks raged clear. For once they could be seen, as sharp as the stars above and as bright as the Milky Way beyond. A connection diminished in prior years, regained and reestablished as it deserves to be.
Yet even in the joy of the moment, of friendships old and new beneath the flame, thoughts reached out to those not present. Those missing who should be there, divided by harsh words, misunderstandings and worse. The ache of their absence stings, sustaining a presence in hearts that long for reconciliation.
Sometimes people grow apart. Sometimes they grow beyond. I myself have grown much this past decade. Perhaps later in life than most, yet perhaps also further than many. I am no longer the Fool that blundered upwards in reckless reverie all those years back. There is purpose to my passion now. Stability and certainty.
For the flame is not just to be absorbed in a single static moment. It is to be carried in reverence along a path of deeper understanding. A steady beacon of conscious learning and shared wisdom, illuminating the way for others to step beyond the shadow.
And the mountain abides.
https://heathenstorm.com/2025/07/03/ten-years-of-blood-and-fire/
#Blog #austria #blackmetal #coldinberlin #death #dool #doom #fire #houseoftheholy #livemusic #magick #music #myling #neudeggalm #occult #postpunk #ritual #solstice #warmetal
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Meluniblis - Tyrannic War Between Black Sharia & Militant Profanity (Split With Lagzın Urug)
"Chaotic"
❗ Retour sur un album toujour aussi énervé depuis sa sortie en 2004: "Kiss The Pig" de 𝗧𝗼𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗜𝘀 𝗧𝗵𝗲 𝗗𝗮𝘆
#review #chronique #oldbutgold #metal #powerviolence #warmetal #usa
I ordered the new Goatblood CD since it's physical only, and just in time for another #BlackMetalMonday, it arrived from Germany. 'Mysticism of Unholy Cries' is top-notch bestial war metal just like their stellar 2023 record. 🔥
This one's limited to 300 copies and they still have some for sale here: https://astralnightmare.bandcamp.com/album/mysticism-of-unholy-cries
#WarMetal #Goatblood #BlackMetal #DeathMetal #2025Records #2025Albums #GermanBands #GermanMetal @Kitty @BlackenedGreen @rtw @vanessawynn @wendigo @HailsandAles @lola
I was going to save this for black metal Monday, as it's kinda black metal-y, but I'm posting it here today, as it's Bandcamp Friday, and literally the only way to get this album (even digitally) is to buy the CD. Which is kinda weird and gatekeepery, but I fucking LOVE Germany's GOATBLOOD, man, and I want them and the label to get all the money from my purchase today-- Goatblood's 2023 LP was one of my favorite 20 that year, and this one is just as damn good, if not better.
Hope everyone has a good Bandcamp Friday, tagging some black metal folks on this one (some of you may alread know about it), as it's some SICK, must-hear war metal, my dudes.
https://astralnightmare.bandcamp.com/album/mysticism-of-unholy-cries
#WarMetal #Goatblood #BlackMetal #DeathMetal #2025Records #Bandcamp #BandcampFriday #2025Albums #GermanBands #GermanMetal @Kitty @BlackenedGreen @rtw @cory @vanessawynn @wendigo @HailsandAles @lola
Surfing online I saw a general approval for the newest Teitanblood album, and as I'm listening to it, it's totally justified. What a KILLER effort!
And that last track...A W E S O M E STUFF
:bandcamp: https://teitanblood.bandcamp.com/album/from-the-visceral-abyss
#Teitanblood #FromTheVisceralAbyss #BlackDeathMetal #WarMetal
Free download codes:
Meluniblis - Tyrannic War Between Black Sharia & Militant Profanity (Split With Lagzın Urug)
"Chaotic"
Trying to expand my network and find more interesting stuff to follow on here. Any tips? Also, feel free to turn yourself in if you're into any of the same things as I am!
I've got the whole Linux/FOSS side covered pretty well already, but I feel like I'm lacking in some other areas:
Music: #sludge #hxc #beatdown #powerviolence #crustpunk #dbeat #hardcorepunk #deathmetal #warmetal #grindcore #goregrind #noisemusic #gorenoise #dsbm #rabm
🇬🇧 Ooh, a new #Teitanblood album. Let's give that a spin. Melodic war metal? Bestial death metal? Deathened raw black metal? It's chaotic and extreme, that's for sure. I have to be in the mood for such an attack on the aural senses, as it can be a bit much. But it does have its moments.
https://teitanblood.bandcamp.com/album/from-the-visceral-abyss?from=embed
#deathmetal #blackmetal #warmetal #extrememetal #Madrid #Spain
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