Apr 142026
 

(Here is Daniel Barkasi’s review of the debut album by the Danish band Foetorem, which came out at the end of March through Everlasting Spew.)

Demos tend to be raw glimpses of a band in their yet-to-be fully realized form. Once in a blue moon, you come across a legitimate head-turner that’s further along in their spawning phase than it has any right to be. Such is the case for yours truly and Danish death/doomsters Foetorem. Their three-song introduction in early 2025 was robust, intricate, and absolutely nasty in the most putrid way (that’s good), whetting the appetite for what they might be capable of within an LP.

That time came not too long afterward, with the band being picked up by denizens of all things grotesque Everlasting Spew Records – a home that feels perfectly suited for the wares we’ve heard from the foursome thus far. Incongruous Forms of Evergrowing Rot is the most fitting name of that first full-length effort, and the question of whether they can fulfill their massive potential or sink into the murky swamp is the curiosity of the day.

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Mar 042026
 

(written by Islander)

In mid-January we premiered a song from Foetorem’s debut album Incongruous Forms Of Evergrowing Rot, preceded by some thoughts about human beings’ everlasting fear of inescapable death and our persistent nightmares of being buried alive — “in coffins, tombs, or beneath a weight of freshly turned earth, deprived of oxygen, unable to move, and with naught but worms or the natural liquification of flesh eagerly awaiting the heart’s final beat.”

Those thoughts came to mind naturally when reflecting on the music of this Danish death metal band (whose name itself translates to “stench of decay”), because they’re so frighteningly good at rendering musical visions of human pain and putrefaction, so formidable in conjuring ruination, putridity, stench, and the hopelessness of being trapped by the kind of mindless violence from which there’s no escape.

And now here we are, about six weeks later, when across a large swath of the planet body parts are being scattered like dead leaves in a high wind and blood (and missiles) are raining from the skies — a fresh and foreboding reminder about the self-destructive savagery of humanity (as if one were needed). What better time to revisit Foetorem?!?

And that’s what we’re doing through our premiere of another abominable Foetorem song in advance of their album’s March 27 release by Everlasting Spew Records. Continue reading »

Jan 152026
 

(written by Islander)

Human beings have been beset by nightmares for as long as our species has been able to speak or write about them, and undoubtedly before then too. Blessed by intelligence (relatively speaking) and the ability to communicate, and plagued by the fear of inescapable death, we stumble through life hand-in-hand with frightening dreams.

Among the oldest and most persistent of horrors is the fear of being buried alive — in coffins, tombs, or beneath a weight of freshly turned earth, deprived of oxygen, unable to move, and with naught but worms or the natural liquification of flesh eagerly awaiting the heart’s final beat.

Visions of hideous death have (of course) also walked hand-in-hand with Death Metal from its earliest day, and some bands have wholly devoted themselves to rendering musical visions of human pain and putrefaction, conjuring ruination, putridity, and stench through notes, beats, and voices.

The Danish band Foetorem are one of the newest exponents of death metal oppressiveness, rot, and foulness — their name itself translates to “stench of decay” — and they’re so powerfully good at it that Everlasting Spew Records has joined forces with them for the release in March of their debut album Incongruous Forms Of Evergrowing Rot. To help spread the word, today we’re premiering the album’s first single, “Escalating Rot“. Continue reading »