Went to a gig last night, parked my B-18
Rocked my ass out the plane and ran into the pit
I met some friends of mine, cyclops and amputees
A bunch of crusty warriors here for the drink and the noise
Cripple punks / Psychopaths / Pure madness
Stench of beer / Endless smoke / Spikes attack
Up the punx / Power noise / D-beat Reich
Evil screams / Circle pits / Doomsday gig
People throwing the bomb, the pit is going nuts
The bomb starts to glow, drunk punx expect it to blow
Everybody's waiting, flows of beer to cold the bomb
The bomb blows all the punks, thrash gig in outter space
Hole in soil, burning skulls
Atomic gig cemetary
Punx' blood rains
Alien punx / Irradiates / Deformed face
Nuclear beats / Fucked up brain / Post-apo
Dead audience / Flows of beer / Wolves attacks
D-beat war / Up the punx / Nuclear
And I Puked, woke up in my own Piss in a squat
And even the gig was finished
My brain is dead but what an awesome dream
I'll Keep on Drinking - Atomic Gig Cemetary again
The Los Angeles outfit, led by Keir Gilchrist of "Atypical" fame, barrel through six molten-hot death-metal tracks with reckless abandon. Bandcamp New & Notable Jan 29, 2020
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Murky, bottom-heavy doomy metal that sucks you in and swallows you up. I love how the album moves from swamp as metaphor for the self-delusions that hold us back to bogs and the ancient remains they conceal within as pathways to deeper, terrifying spiritual awakenings that reveal the primeval horrors that lurk just at the edges of our consciousness. Dave Aftandilian