Gnaw Their Tongues

"Once I had a dream. It was something like a large avant garde orchestra. With a crowd of members. And all of them were playing a terrible abstract piece of improvisation: two drummers, four bass guitarists, horn section, string section, a host of vocalists... That's how everything started", tells Mories - professional graphic designer from the Dutch city of Drachten. He had been a member of local black, death, doom bands since 1998. Then he gave music up. And in 2002 he sat down to his computer to literally make his dream real. That's how Gnaw Their Tongues project was born. The title was inspired by Apocalypse, the last book of the New Testament: "(16:10) And the fifth angel poured out his vial upon the seat of the beast; and his kingdom was full of darkness; and they gnawed their tongues for pain, (16:10) And blasphemed the God of heaven because of their pains and their sores,  and repented not of their deeds."

Depressive Stupor - Janiform Dead

Depressive Stupor is a side-project of Dead from Ankhagram. The music performed by DS is a mix of  drone, ambient and stoner doom. And this is a mosaic, not a slush.
 

Believe In Nothing - Blackened Drone Music with Female Redolence

Believe In Nothing - The 28th Day
-2007-

Sandra Emmerich's one-woman-project, performing slow, droning, monotonous music significantly influenced by the early Satyricon. But it's better to say deeply soaked in Satyricon's atmosphere - the spirit of Dark Medieval Times imbues the whole record. Minimum of lofty synths - they open and close the drop-curtain of the album and their role is limited by this - we won't meet them during the listening any more. The main characters are Sandra and her guitar, that fills this short and undeniably tragic play with meditative and at the same time rough riffs. The secondary characters are the drums, measured and thin, and angelic voice that bemoans the wings lost for a dream that turned to be a fake. Everithing is performed and recorded so negligently that it just adds some charm to the music and does not spoil the impression. This work definitely deserves to be listened to.

Monument of Urns - The great unknown one

There is very few information about this reticent project in the web. But we know something for certain. We know that this music is like a stodgy larva slowly weightin' you down, and below, and infra then beneath. We know that the voice sounds like a wail muffled by the thickness of the prejudice and the common sense which tied by the environment; it's like a wail breaking away anything and anyone. That's all we know. More truly  - almost all.