COLLECTION I CS

CARVED CROSS-COLLECTION I CS

A COLLECTION TAPE WITH EVERYTHING CARVED CROSS HAVE RELEASED TO DATE.
INCLUDES THE FOLLOWING MATERIAL-
DEMO I CS
DEMO II CS
SPLIT WITH CAVE RITUAL CS
REHEARSAL IX-VIII-XII CS
LIVE RITUAL CS
REHEARSAL MMXIII CS

THIS WILL BE AVAILABLE AT THE "ALL HAIL WINTER" HOUSE SHOW NEXT WEEKEND (JUNE 1ST) ANY COPIES LEFT OVER WILL BE AVAILABLE TO PEOPLE WHO CAN'T MAKE IT TO THE HOUSE SHOW.
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HOME DUBBED C-120'S, PHOTOCOPIED COVERS. RAW AS FUCK

ALL HAIL WINTER

ON THE FIRST DAY OF WINTER CARVED CROSS WILL PERFORM THEIR SECOND OFFICIAL LIVE RITUAL.

THE PERFORMANCE WILL CONSIST OF THE SONGS FROM THE UPCOMING LP PLAYED IN THEIR ENTIRETY.

WINTER SCUM BLACK METAL.

NIGRUM IGNIS CIRCULI- SKULLKRUSH CS

NIGRUM IGNIS CIRCULI- SKULLKRUSH CS

Nigrum Ignis Circuli follow up a few private released Demo tapes and the great Ritual of Sabbath Pt I CS on Skull records with this dark and orthodox two song offering of occult meanderings and focused BM, also bestowed upon the fickle BM buying community by the elite Cocainacopia imprint. While Deathcircle seems intent on dragging their dead body through the snow caked woods, Nigrum Ignis Circuli use a far more up tempo pummel in conjunction with haunting passages of moaning and lost howling with occasional bursts of rapid fire blasts to create a BM recording that is rich with nostalgia while still retaining a freshness and originality that comes from years of refinement and experimentation. This is pure ritualistic madness, the kind of BM that is created during many months and passing moons of devotion to a higher (or lower) being and eyes only adjusted to candlelight and darkness so as to let the left hand path seem like the only feasible option in this time of confusion and anguish, Nigrum Ignis Circuli are the guiding light at the end of the long dark hallway or passage and it is now solely up to you to decide to follow them, or alternatively you could cower away like you are so accustomed to and continue on blindly as you have been doing already for so long, the choice is purely up to you, The Black Plague Circle are merely the shepherds at the gates, the master at the door or the candle in the dark. Choose your own path just as they have.

(EXCERPT FROM REVIEW IN NOCTURNAL EMISSIONS VOL III)

 

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DEATHCIRCLE-IN THE DEPTHS OF MADNESS WE PROCLAIM THY NAME CS

DEATHCIRCLE-IN THE DEPTHS OF MADNESS WE PROCLAIM THY NAME CS
Deathcircle decimate your soul with one song of pure, undiluted hatred and inward focused terror limited to a meager 30 something copies. Cocainacopia have pressed the exact amount required for this release I think, if more than 30 people owned this the world would be an even more fucked up place than it is already, so with that in mind I see no reason to complain about the limited nature of this release and instead be happy in the knowledge that one found its way to my home unscathed only to not give me the same pleasure as I sit here in the early morning listening to the darkened menace dominate my ears and mind, leaving me shattered and alone. With vocal extremities provided by the menacing chant of K from the equally demented Smoke, Deathcircle stand upright and attentive amongst flying debris and burning buildings, this is slow and purposeful, each cymbal hit and death invoking passage is perfectly placed for maximum life ruining ability, at no point in the duration of this epic masterpiece do you feel safe, tired or preoccupied, your every thought is solely focused on occult rituals and cave dwelling madmen, Deathcircle is the haunting sound of the night and this one invocation, while possibly still not nearly enough for the oversaturated masses eager to stuff their already obese and bulging mouths with as their ever intensifying need to devour each and every product which comes their way is still more than an adequate introduction for me to a band that will no doubt devastate my ears further in the coming months and years with whatever they follow this opening example of destruction with, amazing.
(EXCERPT FROM REVIEW IN NOCTURNAL EMISSIONS VOL III)

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NOTE THESE ARE FROM THE SECOND PRESS ON THE MIGHTY DUNGEON TAPES

CAVE RITUAL-S/T CS

CAVE RITUAL-S/T CS
MORE INSANITY FROM THE BLACK PLAGUE CIRCLE OUT OF WAR FUCKED BOSNIA. RECORDED AROUND THE SAME TIME AS THE SONG FROM THEIR SPLIT WITH CARVED CROSS AND EVERY BIT AS FUCKED AND DEMENTED, THIS TAPE HELPS CEMENT THE BLACK PLAGUE CIRCLE AS ONE OF THE ESSENTIAL GROUPS OF BANDS TO PAY ATTENTION TO AMONGST TODAYS RAW BM PURVEYORS OF FILTH AND DESTRUCTION. ESSENTIAL.

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WITCH IN HER TOMB-MALEFICUS MALEFICARUM 7"

WITCH IN HER TOMB- MALEFICUS MALEFICARUM 7”(CRIPPLED SOUND/TYR RECORDS)

The cemetery gates swing loose on their hinges despite the night air being still, the sky above is as clear as the ocean and still you can’t see your own hand right in front of your face, the eerie sound that has been swirling around you becomes so unnerving that you turn to retrace your steps and leave but instead you trip and fall onto a cold piece of smooth granite, lying there freezing cold, shovel in one hand, calico bag in the other you decide to forget what it is you came here to do, unfortunately it hasn’t forgotten you. As you try and get to your feet everything becomes nothing, nothing becomes everything and you are there stuck in the middle fighting for your measly life, fight on, you wont win.
(REVIEW FROM DOWN AND OUT ISSUE 28)

RAW STOMPING BLACK METAL, PUTRID AND RAGING, HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.

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CHAIN'S GANG-DEMO CS

CHAIN'S GANG-DEMO CS (CRIPPLED SOUND)
Don’t confuse arrogance for ignorance, the feeling of your own shit not smelling when you discover this obscure and elite strain of underground HC usually fades very quickly, you start to get a bit of a strut in your step, you take cursory glances in shop windows to catch a glimpse of yourself wearing some black and white t-shirt that no one in your town would know and you go into music shops and begin answering questions like you have some sort of authority over music, but don’t get too comfortable it disappears as quick as it came and before you know it you are just a little puny piece of shit with a brain chock full of information on bands that no one gives a fuck about for a reason, Hardcore is for fucking losers and degenerates who can’t make friends properly. Chain’s Gang are on the precipice of this, the songs on this amazing Demo have a cock sure swagger, they are shouting at you not with you, yet hidden beneath the surface is a level of uncertainty that everything may not be quite alright in their heads and the ugly side is seeping out through the cracks like rotten, slimy goo, in other words we are hearing and witnessing the birth of a perfect HC band right here, this has the confidence of NY with the unease of DC, the hardheadedness of Boston with the hide behind our hands with nerves of the Midwest. Chain’s Gang is a bunch of fuck ups and I wanna join.
(REVIEW FROM DOWN AND OUT ISSUE 28)

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