LA BESOGNE FUT TERMINÉE À GRANDS COUPS DE CROSSE, COMME SI DOUZE VOLÉES DE PLOMBS N'AVAIENT SUFFI À RASSASIER LEURS CRÂNES. DOS TOURNÉ AU MALAISE SUINTANT DU PELOTON, MÂCHOIRES RESSERRÉES À L'ÉTAU, LES MOTS S'ARRACHAIENT D'EUX-MÊMES. «VOUS NE TROUVEREZ AUCUN ENNEMI PARMI CES GUEULES GALEUSES, ET CE PAS PLUS ICI QU'AILLEURS. MAIS DERRIÈRE CHACUNE D'ENTRE ELLES, J'Y VOYAIS MON VISAGE.»
Swirling guitars, furious drums, vocals that at the same time howl from infinite distance and are right up in your head; everything put into dissonant form with the help of unconventional songwriting. This album is my personal key to the icelanding black metal madness that I've ignored for way too long! Lukas Kaufmann
The stygian duo explore themes of gender dysphoria and oppressive institutions through sludgy doom with a pitch-black underbelly. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2021
A foreboding black-doom metal dirge, meditating on a dark world caked in ash, resulting from all the Earth’s nuclear arsenal detonating at once. Bandcamp Album of the Day Jun 14, 2018
One of the most unsettling albums i have heard in a while. Chat Pile creates a grotesque blend of noise and groove that brings me back everytime. scarface6204