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2.0
THE BODYOrchards of a Futile Heaven
A suffocating, stagnant swamp of drone that sacrifices all sense of melody for a tedious, plodding slog through the mud.
10.0
THE BODYThe Crying Out of Things
A towering monument of tectonic weight and atmospheric dread, The Body redefine the boundaries of drone and sludge metal.
8.0
BORISBright New Disease
Boris strip away the decorative fat to deliver a punishing, sludge-soaked masterclass in doom.
8.0
BORIS"hello there"
Boris navigate the precarious balance between crushing sludge density and ethereal drone in a masterclass of heavy composition.
2.0
THE OCEANHolocene
The Ocean's latest effort lacks the tectonic weight of their previous works, drifting into aimless, over-produced stagnation.
8.0
THE OCEANSolaris
The Ocean trade atmospheric expansion for muscular density in a masterclass of sludge-infused post-metal.
6.0
GODFLESHDecay
Godflesh return with a grinding, industrial sludge that feels more like a weary sigh than a revolutionary roar.
5.0
GODFLESHPURGE
Godflesh inhabit a bleak, industrial landscape where sludge meets the ghost of heavy metal in a punishing sonic purge.
9.0
CHAT PILEWho Loves The Sun
A suffocating, visceral masterpiece of sludge and noise that captures the decay of intimacy.
7.0
INTENSIVE CAREWas I Good Enough?
A crushing, cavernous descent into the heart of sludge and drone, where pain is traded for ponderous, suffocating atmosphere.
6.0
CHAT PILECool World
Chat Pile deliver a sludge-soaked slab of noise rock that succeeds as an atmospheric statement but falters on consistency.
8.0
MASTODONMarrow Deep
Mastodon trade sprawling atmosphere for grit and bone-crunching riffs in a heavy, calculated evolution.
7.0
CHAT PILEIn the Earth Again
A punishing, sludge-soaked exercise in sonic attrition that balances heavy groove with unsettling, post-hardcore tension.
8.0
MELVINSSavage Imperial Death March
The Melvins remain the undisputed architects of heavy, proving that true sludge is about the space between the notes.
3.0
NEUROSISAn Undying Love for a Burning World
A bloated, directionless slog that trades the band's signature primal danger for tepid atmospheric filler.