Solid, squalid, and overall apalléd. Spew still knows how to pick ’em, as if there were any doubt. Let’s all ring in the fresh debutante of the hour, Writhing, showing a fine curtsy and a plasmogorgic flash of tech-death ankle for all you strapping suitors out there. Of Earth And Flesh shows both in its title and its bones the artistic virtue of bifurcation, with granite-hard pounding riffs edging up against organic atmospheric seances, measure by measure. Taking the cues from cosmically-minded counterparts Tomb Mold, the boys carve out big ol’ grooves and honed tremolo, chumming the water for hungry … Continue reading Premiere: Writhing – Of Earth And Flesh