Intricately discordant, despairing sludge metal from Maryland. Their longwinded riffs crawl at a vicious, sickening pace, reeking of Neurosis, Melvins, and His Hero Is Gone in their utter bleakness; also add a touch of math-rock, e.g. Converge and Shellac, all of which they cite as influences. This is dark and dreary stuff that evokes the hideous, vacant countryside along the Chesapeake Bay on an overcast day. Listen to it while you slit your wrists and smoke month-old resin out of your high-school dropout friend’s pipe.
FCC clean as far as anyone can tell. Play em all.

1. (6:52) A downtuned barrage of doom, interspersed with clanging noisy chords and chugging sludge parts, perfect for moshing while your central nervous system is working at half-speed
2. (4:25) Crushing sludge-doom with some harmonizing guitars, surprisingly not that dissonant
3. (6:24) A progression of brutally ugly, asymmetrical riffs that meanders through odd tempo changes and fades into the next song…
4. (1:36) A brief, gritty, syncopated bit of destruction
5. (8:51) Swelling, epic onslaught of crushing heaviness with some Dale Crover-esque accents on the cymbals and angry open chords