Jun 082026
 

(written by Islander)

As you can see, we are about to premiere an album by a group named Final Self. They are a death metal band from Tarnów, Poland, and Liturgy of The Final Self is their debut release.

Ee don’t have a lot of information to share about the band or what inspired them. Their very brief description of the music calls it “raw, dark death metal focused on intense atmosphere, existential themes, and destruction from within.” Beyond that, we have the identity of the band’s members and some notes about their resumes:

Eveq – guitar, bass (Breathe The Void, ex-Ingenium)
Ataman Tolovy – vocals (Turin Turambar, Genius Ultor, Mrome, ex-Stillborn, ex-Kult Mogił)
Krzysztof Klingbein – drums (Totenmesse, Belphegor live, ex-Vader live)

At least some of the names in those parenthetical notes will probably perk up the ears of our visitors, as they did mine. Yet for the most part we have to let the music speak for Final Self and what they’re about. Continue reading »

Jun 082026
 

(Andy Synn kicks off another week here at NCS with a brutish blast of Hardcore/Death/Grind)

Last week was a big week for Hardcore/Metalcore (the good kind, obviously) with the release of new albums from both Converge and 100 Demons (as well as a whole host of other, equally abrasive acts from across the ‘core spectrum).

And while I’m hoping to write a little something about them later on this month (I’ve already got Embrace the Black Light pencilled in for the next edition of “Things You May Have Missed”) I thought that my time and energy might be better expended covering something that probably needs the exposure a little more.

Which is why today we’re taking a look at the recently-released debut album from France’s Corruption Pact, which delivers a short, sharp burst of stripped-down, straight-to-your-face Hardcore – blended with a lethal dose of razor-edged, Death Metal influenced riffing and pissed-off, Grind-inspired politics – that gives absolutely zero fucks and takes no prisoners!

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Jun 082026
 

(With the month of May now behind us, Gonzo returns to review and recommend five albums released during that month.)

Like fucking clockwork, this column was once again interrupted by last-minute additions.

On one hand, I completely realize the futility of adding albums to a list that I conjure out of nothing each month. On the other, it’s my list, goddammit, and my commitment to being needlessly meticulous with it is something you can pry from my cold, dead hands. (Much like the collection of physical media sitting in a walk-in closet that I’ve been hoarding since I was 15.)

Alas, this sentiment tracks with how most of us approach our writing at NCS. We’re nerds about this shit.

If you read below the fold, maybe you’ll understand why I nixed such new releases from Elder, All Them Witches, and to a lesser extent, Devin Townsend, for the ones included here. You could also debate whether any of those bands fit the mold of these pages, but I don’t have the energy for that. Continue reading »

Jun 072026
 

(written by Islander)

I fear that I’ve bitten off more than I can chew, and am putting before you more than you might be able to chew as well: four complete albums that have recently been released.

It’s rare for me to do this. It’s much more within my capacity in these columns to write about individual songs, with maybe one complete release in the mix. But I know myself. I spend most of my time at NCS scurrying on a daily basis to fulfill premiere commitments while trying to coordinate what other writers are doing and constantly attempting to keep up with new things that burst open elsewhere.

It’s my own choice, of course, but it means I rarely have time to patiently sit with a complete album, much less to write something approaching a thoughtful review unless the album is one we’re premiering. And to be honest, I don’t feel I’ve fully digested any of the four records I’m recommending today. Yet all four of them made such striking impacts on me that I felt the urgent need to say something about them before the coming week’s whirlwind starts spinning me around again. Continue reading »

Jun 062026
 

(written by Islander)

I am lucky, because every day brings me some new surprise. Most often it’s a musical surprise, because I spend so much of my days listening to music. Even when I’m listening to a song that’s built with familiar ingredients, I sometimes get surprised by how much I like it when it’s essentially no different than something I’ve heard many times before.

Beyond that, I find surprises in conversations with my wife or friends, or in watching our brother cats, or in a movement in my peripheral vision while sitting on our deck outside — a squirrel or a bird or a deer or a raccoon clawing its way up a tree before sunrise.

A couple of mornings ago I found some very small paper-thin objects in a corner of that deck I don’t remember seeing before. Here they are: Continue reading »

Jun 052026
 

(written by Islander)

I want to begin this premiere feature with a personal note. While working on Northwest Terror Fest in Seattle a few weeks ago I witnessed what might have been the wildest musical riot of the entire event, a performance at the packed-to-the-gills Barboza venue by the North Texas grind band Triage. They created an absolute cauldron of chaos that left us wondering if the moshers would require emergency care and the venue would need structural repairs afterward.

Vocalist Champ Morgan led the charge, striding into the mosh pit and going on top of the bar while howling like a madman. You can get a quick taste of what happened through this reel on Instagram. (You should also check out this video of the Triage set at this year’s Maryland Deathfest.)

But the personal note also involves my own interactions with some of the band members when they weren’t performing. By my lights, and the lights of everyone else working the fest who encountered them, they were some of the nicest people we met there, perhaps especially that wildman Champ Morgan, who watched Black Breath’s performance with me at stage-side. They even reacted with good humor to my shit-talking (as a die-hard Mariners fan) about the Texas Rangers — which I couldn’t resist after seeing a Rangers cap in the Triage crew.

And so, when I was given the opportunity to premiere a song from a new Triage record today, I jumped at it faster than a jackrabbit with its ass on fire. Continue reading »

Jun 052026
 

(written by Islander)

On June 12th the Dusktone label will release the fourth album by the Australian black metal band Woewarden (the first two were released when the band was known as Cancer). Titled The Roots Of My Neglect, the new one follows the band’s 2022 full-length, In The Art Of My Caged Existence. Dusktone describes it:

It is the natural successor to their previous work but is intentionally more visceral. Woewarden have maintained the melodic, melancholic approach to depressive black metal – inspired by the likes of Silencer, Psychonaut 4, and Insomnium — but they have injected a heavier, more abrasive edge reminiscent of the raw torment and fury of 90s Scandinavian legends like Dissection and Emperor.

We’ll also share Woewarden’s own description of how their new album compares to the last one:

The Roots Of My Neglect stands as a visceral evolution to our previous record, In The Art Of My Caged Existence. While its predecessor explored the isolation of a caged existence, this record examines what happens when that cage finally breaks – leaving us to carry the accumulated burdens of ourselves and others. We have pushed our melodic melancholy to its limit, fusing bittersweet arrangements with an abrasive, raw edge. From maniacal wails and screams of anguish to haunting croons, it is an exploration of neglect, both self-inflicted and external, and the rot that settles when hope is finally abandoned.

What we have for you today is a lyric video for a song off the album called “As Deep As The Knife Goes” — and we also have a statement from Woewarden about this specific track: Continue reading »

Jun 052026
 

(For the second day in a row we have a review from DGR that delves into sludge/doom, and the subject today is a February 2026 EP released by the UK band Sunk.)

The good ship NoCleanSinging, when taken out by your present captain here, will lower its trawl into the oceans of heavy metal and dredge up a variety of releases over the course of the year. So many are absorbed into its maw that there is always going to be something waiting in the wings to be covered whenever we can find time to eke one out. Combined with our desperately flailing attempts to stay current with what is coming out, we inevitably end up swamped, and so many of the reviews from yours truly will be focused on stuff that came out months ago that seem to be going unsung, yet still managed to capture the eye and ear.

Britain’s Sunk and their EP From The Abyss is one such release that managed to capture attention earlier in the year, and now we are grateful for the time to circle back and actually discuss this release as it proves that sludge isn’t just something we dredge up and clean out of our ship’s trawl, but is also something that has seen quite a bit of explosive growth in the last few years. Continue reading »

Jun 042026
 

(Our DGR makes a rare (for him) foray into sludge/doom territory with the following review of a new album by the Nebraska crew Weaving Shadows, which they released in April of this year.)

Two things that have always been difficult to write about in this corner of the internet sewer: one, doom metal as a whole. Doom is a self-admitted perpetual blind spot for yours truly, having spent years ensconced in a comfortable bubble of moody and melancholic, pretty and polished, Euro doom usually on offer from the snow covered lands of the North. The often weed-obsessed, reverb-bathed, ’70s-influenced sects and the funeral-dirge cult, on the other hand, were often left on the wayside. A personal failing in the lack of patience for such a thing, and it is a failing that has led to vague overtures at attempts to fix – if nothing else than just to help serve as a custodial archivist of the cultural side of things.

The second: Nebraska, which is a place I have driven through a few times before, but my only lasting memories of the place are crossing the same river sixteen times, and the only man I’ve met whose name was “Guido” worked at a gas station there. So as you can see, we are starting from a tremendously strong context-heavy cultural touchpoint when it comes to the newest release from the Omaha-based doom metal band Weaving Shadows and their newest album Existential Decay.

Yet caustic sludge and doom knows no state boundaries nor humorous flippancy of an author on the internet. The language of plodding misery remains universal, bent and contorted through a variety of crawling tempos, distorted reverb, and feedback to drown in. If an album sounds closer to inching its way to the grave, all the better. Continue reading »

Jun 042026
 

(written by Islander)

Angest is a new name within the freezing and fiery realms of black metal, but its multi-national lineup quickly attracts attention. It includes two members of Détresse, two members of Humanitas Error Est, and the drummer for Cult of Erinyes and LVTHN.

At one time three of them performed with Lebenssucht, and their resumes also include former or current membership (including live stage sessions) in such bands as Enthroned, Dawohl, Einst, Goat Torment, Gevurah, Sabathan, Thanargonauts, and Towering.

The fact that their debut album Perpetual Anguish will be released by Vendetta Records (on June 26th) is a further signifier of quality. The name of the album is also a signifier, a sign of the night-dark nature of the music and the terrible emotions that fueled it. Continue reading »