Any band who get their kicks by writing songs about serial killers and their dealy deeds must be slightly unhinged, but I'll also commend any band who hate the word 'stoner', because what Church Of Misery ofer is quite simply fuzz-orientated DOOOOOOM! Jesus, this is heavy shit, pummelling, leadweight riffs that steal from Sabbath but which are tinged with a higher degree of sleazy evil, especially as various samples of serial killers talking punctuate the air as if the beings were in the room. This isn't drawn out doom, but the tracks certainly weigh in at quite a time, but there's no denying the ferocity and murky sludge of 'Ripping Into Pieces', or the amazing cover of Blue Oyster Cult's 'Cities On Flame'.
Despite the doom genre being pretty saturated with so many bands attempting to mimic the great Sabbath riff, Church Of Misery rise above the masses to create a hellish vision where The Yorkshire Ripper, Green River Killer, John Wayne Gacy and the likes stroll casually through the fields and leer from the wreckage of human flesh and distorted, orgasmic layers of doom. Very heavy.
7/10
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