Apocalyptic doom with an ecological conscience.
Psychedelic doom of cosmic proportions.
Place, space and pace take precedence on MDB’s new EP.
A foul, miserable EP from the foul, miserable North.
Hauntingly heavy, doom at its most soulful.
Blackened doom, aiming for anonymised authenticity.
Rumbling riffs with the mass of a monster truck.
Riffs that truly get under the skin.
Brass is metal, and this band prove it conclusively.
Brazilian doom as thick as Pre-Cambrian sludge.