Where did this slab of oaken doom come from ? Like some mud-caked monster rhino wrenching itself from the swamp, the bizarrely named It Is I emerge from the soil flex their muscles, destroy a village and then plop their hefty rump back into the quagmire. Slo-mo doom, drowning, suffocating, angst-ridden, Warhorse, Burning Witch et al, could be their supernatural kin. 'Purge', 'Burn', 'Larva', 'Total Eclipse', not quite as unforgiving as say, Winter, but more morose and dirty than a great deal of doom acts. Watery, smothered vocals, stuffy atmosphere, rusty guitars, brain-shattering drums, perfect for that summer bbq...all we need now is a swimming pool built somewhere on a cold and moss-consumed moor and a bathing suit made of mulch. Quicksand for the soul...and it evolves about as much as concrete.Tuesday, 25 January 2011
It Is I - Evolve (1994)
Where did this slab of oaken doom come from ? Like some mud-caked monster rhino wrenching itself from the swamp, the bizarrely named It Is I emerge from the soil flex their muscles, destroy a village and then plop their hefty rump back into the quagmire. Slo-mo doom, drowning, suffocating, angst-ridden, Warhorse, Burning Witch et al, could be their supernatural kin. 'Purge', 'Burn', 'Larva', 'Total Eclipse', not quite as unforgiving as say, Winter, but more morose and dirty than a great deal of doom acts. Watery, smothered vocals, stuffy atmosphere, rusty guitars, brain-shattering drums, perfect for that summer bbq...all we need now is a swimming pool built somewhere on a cold and moss-consumed moor and a bathing suit made of mulch. Quicksand for the soul...and it evolves about as much as concrete.
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