Friday, 17 May 2013

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)

$5 (NOT INCLUDING POSTAGE)
EMAIL xsamvincex@yahoo.com.au TO ORDER

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