After the disappointing performance of the Rogga Brigade, the RMR crew yearned for some trve brutality. Death Metal ready to rip the flesh off your bones. Bestowed with a gazillion greasy hooks that will suck you into the darkly glowing underground. Oh, and none of that friendly gurgling and burpy wet schmoozing of the cadaver gang allowed.1 A redline not to be crossed.
So, what better idea than picking a band named after parasitic fungi. Will some crazytown loons be waiting just ahead at the dark end of the lane? Perhaps. Let’s find out what vile and ominously … [...] Click to raid more!