Lungs- Sermon on the Plain b/w The Pith 10” review
Something about this album is fucking menacing. It’s hardly even mid-tempo, but goddamn if the notes rung out don’t send an eerie chill down my spine and through my brain. This crust-influenced doom metal moves like a tank- slow, but unstoppable, powerful, and murderously intimidating. If these songs had more lyrics, I imagine they would be apocalyptic and hopelessly bleak, because this music has not one shred of hope in its sound- this is the younger cousin of Black Flag. This punch takes seven and a half minutes to hit you, but it’s deadly. Only the likes of the Twin Cities could spawn something so unexpectedly awesome. The place that gave birth to Havoc and Profane Existence, anarcho and crust labels from the start, churns out something like this… and it works. This is music to scratch your skin off to and scream at the top of your lungs. Gnarly!
-Aunty Social
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