In onderaardse sale brul bleek bloedlose donkerte. Skoppend sleep galge emosies jou al dieper. Kruipend stadig "doomy"en dan weer angswekkend holderstebolder tuimel jy die donkerte in. Dieper altyd dieper. Meer nog baie meer asseblief! Spectral Voice. --A.F
You've made it to the other side of the event horizon, but that' all you know. Nothingness as far as the eye can see, and there's no chance for salvation. At least you've got these sick tunes, I guess.
Favorite track: Terminal Exhalation.
After no less than five demos/rehearsals and two splits, Colorado’s SPECTRAL VOICE are finally crossing the Styx and delivering their first proper full-length…and it is gigantic. While things appear quite straight-forward on paper (the band has never hidden their love of roughly mixing early and down tuned Finnish death metal with extreme doom in an acid bath) there’s something quite unique about them. Instead of weakening their impact, their rawness and vast sound only emphasizes their genuine thirst for darkness.
Like a lurker oozing with evil intentions, SPECTRAL VOICE like to remain in the shadow. There, they’ve patiently learned from their elders, only to regurgitate their own brand of extreme death/doom. For instance, ‘Visions of Psychic Dismemberment’ is an eleven-minute long trip into the darkest regions of our collective mind, where UNHOLY’s trippiest moments join INCANTATION for a dance around the fire. The opening blast beat sequence in ‘Lurking Gloom’ on the top of bleak arpeggios will fire up most dISEMBOWELMENT freaks. Far more than just a sum of its parts, ‘Eroded Coridors of Unbeing’ is a unique and claustrophobic voyage, cavernous yet full of clarity. Here, SPECTRAL VOICE is the sound of one’s soul going further down the abyss…and they’re taking you with them.
released October 13, 2017
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Pete De Boer at World Famous Studios in Denver, Colorado.
supported by 462 fans who also own “Eroded Corridors of Unbeing”
There's an absolute wall of death metal density to unpack. Almost every track is an assiduous assault of cosmic horror and there's little to no useless bulk on this album -- it's so compact, so air tight, and so focused on delivering an Alien-inspired listening experience.
There's a lot of reverence for bands of old while still sounding new. Tomb Mold are truly at the top of the heap of a 2019 that was filled with incredible death metal. cvltcorgi888
supported by 390 fans who also own “Eroded Corridors of Unbeing”
You see that saxophone-playing Jawa in the bottom right? That's Markov Soroka making this sick ass album. You see that cosmic baby floating in the canyon? That's me listening to this sick ass album. Cole “Master ov Crabs” Galando