I always thought that Stortregn boasted about the sturdiest metal offering on this blog. Not the blackest, nor the evilest, mind you. But it would qualify as sturdy, no-nonsense Extreme Metal. The take-no-prisoner kind.
The one that comes with some quality oomph, not only noisy dissonance. From one of those bands that are capable to squeeze that steely metal out of the proverbial ore.
Well, Stortregn just saw their throne lobbed out of the window. Gone, into the ditch outside the castle walls.
Because – I guess – we never had the pleasure to meet Kvaen… [...] Click to raid more!