Showing posts with label Loss. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Loss. Show all posts

Tuesday, 18 July 2017

RIFF REWIND (18/07/2013): On Pain of Death - "Year Naught Doom"


Formed in the boggiest of the boggy depths of Ireland in March '08, On Pain of Death play slow and twisted doom/sludge metal. The band played their first gig in June '08 and recorded their self-titled first demo over that same weekend and the next in Oaks Recording, Enniskillen, NI.

The band continued to play throughout the Summer and returned to Oaks at the end of September to record their next E...P which features one slab of degrading filth called "Rotting in a Tomb of Depravity". Not happy with the outcome of the recorded EP, OPoD decided to shelf the release with an intention to rework and re-record the track for a future release. A cover version of the Sepultura track “Troops of Doom” was recorded and released on vinyl by Blind date Records in December '09. The release featured bands such as Moloch, Thou, Aguirre, Loss and Hey Colossus all doing doomed out covers.

In the latter half of 2010 early 2011 OPoD recorded their first album entitled "Year Naught Doom". With Handshake Inc. on board "Year Naught Doom" was released as a free download in late 2012 and subsequently released on tape in the summer of 2013 by Dry Cough Records and on LP via Sentinel Records.  Still considered an active band, but yet to release any new material for 5 years, I feel it is time to remind you all just how disgustingly bleak this album was and perhaps reignite the spark within the band to follow up this stunning record. 

Today we are rewinding the riffs back 4 years to the day in order present “Year Naught Doom”. So if you missed it the first time, be sure to remedy your error by checking out our review in full below. 


By: Matt Fitton

Album Type: Full Length
Date Released: 3/7/2013
Label: Dry Cough Records (Tape) |
Sentinel Records (LP)


Year Naught Doom cover art


A mind melting and deeply intoxicating injection of Sludge and Doom, You'll need to watch Disney films for a week straight afterwards just to recover from the whole damned thing. Highly recommended.


“Year Naught Doom” CS//DD track listing:

1). Year Naught Doom (11:28)
2). Tell Your God to Be Ready For Blood (13:14)
3). It Came From the Bog (17:42)

The Review:

Ireland can kick out some noise when it wants to (see: Slomatics), and some of its filthiest noise in recent years has been produced by Sludge / Doom dealers On Pain of Death. Their current opus of depraved sick riffery is 'Year Naught Doom'. It saw a vinyl release at the tail end of 2012, but is being released on tape by the mighty Dry Cough. So let's get into it, shall we?

What you get for your cash here is 3 tracks of complete Doom horror to sink your fangs into, or whatever else you might be sporting. 42 minutes of harrowing sounds to wake the dead, and probably drive the living insane.

First track shares the album title and commences this ritual with suitably slow tendencies. Soaked in atmosphere and the potential for menace, it'd probably burst into flames if it walked into direct sunlight. It rolls on at an ominous pace, heavy as hell and full of feel. The low end that this band has is thick and syrupy, just the way I like it. The riffs are droning and the drumming pounds more like a curse is being banged into existence. If you listened to this enough it might give you an infection of some kind. It's sick, in a beautiful way.

'Tell Your God to Ready For Blood' is even more destructively slow and torturous. You constantly get the feeling that something very bad is about to happen, and when it kicks in even only slightly, the effect will still produce permanent damage in your ears if played too loud. The vocals are hissing and delivered with absolute venom. They'll haunt you. By the end it's so heavy that the cup on my desk nearly went all Jurassic Park.

The album rounds out with nearly 18 minutes of 'It Came From The Bog'. I can only imagine that the 'it' in question is the sound that this band commits to murderous tape. Like the death throes of an ancient being, heard across time and space and recorded in Ireland. It's really good!

Slow, winding and intense, it's an experience that your ears will beg you to cease, and your dark heart will implore you to let continue. The feedback at the end will rupture your arteries.

I seriously advise that you get this latest offering from On Pain of Death however you can. A mind melting and deeply intoxicating injection of Sludge and Doom, weighing in more heavily on the latter. You'll need to watch Disney films for a week straight afterwards just to recover from the whole damned thing. Highly recommend






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Thursday, 29 May 2014

Hooded Menace / Loss - A View From The Rope Split 12" (Review)


Album Type : 12” Vinyl EP
Date Released : 7/5/2014
Label : Doomentia Records


A View From The Rope, track listing :

1). Hooded Menace – Mouuments of Misery 09:02
2). Loss – Depression’s Hammer 07:14

Review :

Hooded Menace return with nine minutes of doom/death. Monuments of Misery is their contribution to this split EP. The sound is massive here with very low vocals (is their usual approach). The tempo is slothful and the guitars work well with crashing chords of doom and some niftier melodies eked out in melancholic fashion. There is a great bass break that sets up some superb riffing and soloing after the six minute mark, as the tempo ups a little and the song takes flight. The tempo gets into the kid range and more soloing follows. The track showcases Hooded Menace at their best- it is kind of a smorgasbord of what they do, displayed over nine minutes.

Loss weigh in with Depression's Hammer Over seven minutes of exactly what you would expect from that title- morose and maudlin, the vocals are impossibly low with the instrumentation taking on distant sound, covered with reverb. Doom/sludge in the style of Moss, maybe- or similar.

For me, Hooded Menace was the main attraction here, but you would lose nothing getting hold of the EP and trying out both bands.

Words by : Richard Maw