Ultha - A Light So Dim (2026) Review

With an overly potent series of full-length albums that peaked with 2022’s remarkable All That Has Never Been True, Ultha have slowly outpaced most of their contemporaries the last decade, in a way that one not even have noticed if one hasn’t been observant. As fine practitioners of misery-fueled atmospheric black metal, the band’s low-key confident, promotionless release of fifth record A Light So Dim stands at the crossroads of a well-settled sound and experimentation that feels quite natural, given their individuality.

We’re looking at a considerable expansion of the atmospheric black metal skeleton, which now houses, even more distinctly, some of the band’s impulses towards ambient, darkwave, post-rock or even dream-pop, without losing the thread of what makes them Ultha in the first place. I found several characteristics that I love from the band in A Light So Dim, especially in the soaring guitar riffs that made them so effective to me in the first place. At the same time, there’s an accustomed focus on a more widespread, anguished sound that hangs over you like a sky that refuses to clear.

Right off the bat, the band doubles down on what, in my opinion, they do best. Long-form black metal heavily into post-metal territory, with the guitar lines having an unmistakable potency on “Love As We’re Falling Down”, the first longer piece after the three-minute, nonconformist introduction “The Unseen World”. Bracketed sequencing rightfully earns Ultha’s conceptual ambitions, and there’s constantly new elements to discover in each track, or part of a part of a track. Most sections take minutes to fully reveal themselves, and no matter how long it takes, there’s always a tremolo that finally surges.

A Light So Dim has a less of a pugnacious viewpoint compared to previous records, one that can also be found on the ominous “Hex Upon Our Heads”, mostly fast-paced tension with death metal growls before a last minute of ambiance. At other times, Ultha defy the metal backbone completely, as for example on “The Quiet Current”, fully on clean vocals and guitars until right about the end, where a switch is flipped again. The record is wholly characterized by vocal diversity, and apart from the band’s known black metal howling or growls, there is frequent both male and female clean singing. 

A personal highlight is the avantgarde track “What's Yours Is Yours To Carry”, which relies on a beat-like opening tempo and then is embraced by angelic female vocals. In the middle of the track, the band introduces perilous slow-paced riffing that is essentially carved out of classic Black Sabbath, coupled with a female voice that makes you think it’s someone like Windhand instead of Ultha. Interchanging with lower growling and a distorted opera sample at the end, it’s one of the most interesting tracks of the album.

Listening to this could be a test of patience, as passages are conveyed with repetition that might be too much for some to put up with. This was more evident to me towards the latter part of A Light So Dim, particularly in the closer “To Part The Abelia Springs” (i.e. a handful of melodies across 11 minutes) as well as “Pink Lights Soiling To Copper” (monotonous but on the heavier side). If you have trained yourself in the likes of, e.g. Ash Borer or Fauna though, there’s nothing to be afraid of here. The production is polished but with a raw edge, melodies and textures are clean and always present, even at the album's most repeated moments.

"Cherry Knots (The Sun Shines Through You)" is track that dwells outside what's strictly metal, pressing with a sharp noise / dark ambient introduction and a powerfully emotional, and highly memorable echoing piano melody (strangely reminding of an older track, "Peccatum" by doom metal band Isole, from their 2009 album Silent Ruins) with dark clean vocals. The electronic / trip-hop twist in the track is one of the multiple instances Ultha shows their predilection for experimentalism on A Light So Dim. However, this must have already been clear from the eerie voices, synth handling and gnarled guitar riffs of "Her Still Singing Limbs" earlier in the album.

Taking a clear step towards unexplored soundscapes, the band doesn't seem to be out of ideas for new music, which now grows into its completely own form. With all its poignant melancholy, A Light So Dim manages to drift into something approaching devotional beauty, and it doesn't feel forced or overblown. I've struggled with similar mutations of atmospheric / post-black metal bands in the past, but here it seems to click perfectly, once you let it. It's not the instant eye-catcher, but real splendor lies within.

Release: April 2nd, 2026 | Vendetta Records
Rating: 4 out of 5

Incendiary - Product of New York (2026) Review

Compilations like this make a lot of sense. Surely, Incendiary fans waste no time hunting down copies of their main LPs, especially since band's considerable rise in fame after the release of Cost of Living (2013), but it's always more difficult to trace smaller-scale releases, or long-time sold out mini albums. So now, we get the chance to enjoy almost all the early material (debut EP, three split releases) in one neat package, freshly remastered by Will Putney (Fit for an Autopsy, End, Better Lovers), walking down memory lane and getting fists bloodier and bloodier as it goes. 

Tracks are then also smartly placed going for the most part backwards in time, starting from the split with Xibalba in 2012, and arriving to the Amongst the Filth 7" inch, released originally in 2007. After the opener, "Not Your Prophet", which is actually an unreleased song from the sessions of the band's latest album, Change the Way You Think About Pain (yet another reason to get on this), listening to this material made me hit my head in annoyance of how I had forgotten how awesome early Incendiary were. 

Who doesn't remember the band's rampant fury on the split with Suburban Scum, where both "Victory In Defeat" and "God's Country" are absolute demolishers. The whole debut EP is a favorite, especially the guitar's short sludge adventures on "Angels With Filthy Souls", while the breakdown on "Rome Is Burning" truly is unbelievable. What I had heard the least were the tracks from the split with Unrestrained, and I was unfamiliar with "Bond and Break" (another unreleased song..?). 

The aggression is clear on the album as lyrics, voice and guitars seem to strike with an honest moral insistence, nicely showcasing the blazing early days of one of the best modern hardcore bands worldwide. Product of New York closes with an incredible cover of "Sabotage" by the Beastie Boys, a track you didn't know you needed in a crushing hardcore version. What a bass sound on that one. The grand city across the water so often promises, and now also delivers. One listens, and one feels implicated. These streets are the veins of Incendiary.

Release: March 23rd, 2026 | Closed Casket Activities
Rating: 4 out of 5 

Cryptworm - Infectious Pathological Waste (2026) Review

No bait and switch, no genre tourism, and no delicate handling on the latest album by Bristol-based swampy death metal band Cryptworm, who have been out and about for a few years now aiming to convince you of their obsession with filth and all things rotten. I've kept these guys within listening range since their debut Spewing Mephitic Putridity in 2022, and interest just went on growing with Oozing Radioactive Vomition shortly after, both albums being convincingly listenable on repeat without stretching the genre's limits. Blending the rawness of Autopsy with the elasticity of Demilich, the band brings forth a recognizable approach, formidable when done well, and that's exactly what one gets with their third effort, Infectious Pathological Waste.

Getting past the gruesomely beautiful cover art and the tracklist that reads as a kind of blackly comedic taxonomy of bodily catastrophe (often encountered in these woods), the music is more considered than than the nomenclature implies. With a coherent, almost constant flow of malformed chunks of riffs, old-school death metal groove and tempo magic, Cryptworm ditch the idea of surprising you completely and collude to leave you gasping from all the well-set grotesquerie. I am in favor of the record's production especially compared to Oozing Radioactive Vomition, which makes this paradoxically accessible, as if one would walk in an abattoir kept in order. Vocal structure is completely torn apart in Tibor Hanyi's possibly anatomically inadvisable manner of spewing words on these tracks, yet it's one of the album's instant highlights.

I particularly enjoyed the times the band shamelessly embraced an almost bouncy flair to the already thick riffs, like in "Maimed and Gutted", opener "Gallons of Molten Hominal Goo" or the middle of "Gastrointestinal Seepage". Middle-paced hammering like in "Emanations of Corporeal Pyosis" or the self-titled track feel right any time they surface, but I always opt for speed and bludgeon, e.g. on "Drowning in Purulent Excrementia" or the best track of Infectious Pathological Waste, "Embedded with Parasitic Larvae". Cryptworm knows their pustulant death metal inside and out, sometimes overstate their fixation on sickening grooves, but it never plateaus. 

Enjoying this could be entirely up to whether the listener thinks familiarity is a virtue or a flaw, yet the album is straightforward, deceptively nuanced, and undeniably catchy all around. Cryptworm's sensibility towards death metal's legends still comes across in a form that feels their own, and they don't even strive for reaching a peak in the traditional sense. I can't argue further than relaying how enjoyable I find this approach, and how well the band treats it, maintaining the nauseating pressure as it was on Oozing Radioactive Vomition, with an even better sound. Beware, as you know what you're getting into.

Release: March 27th, 2026 | Me Saco un Ojo Records
Rating: 4 out of 5

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Catapult the Sun - Martyrdom (2026) Review

In Western art and Christian tradition, there’s a recurring theme centered on a 3rd - 4th century Egyptian hermit named Anthony the Great, considered one of the founders of monasticism. According to early hagiographies, and especially the source of Athanasius of Alexandria, Anthony retreated to the desert to pursue an ascetic life, where he was subjected to intense psychological trials. These “trials” were not merely restricted to the realm of morality (e.g resisting pleasure), but often described as demonic assaults, illusions of wealth, and hallucinations. In a broader interpretation, the Temptation of Saint Anthony represents the battle between spiritual discipline and the natural chaos of the human mind.

Such a depiction is on the front cover of the Catapult the Sun debut record, Martyrdom (as it was engraved in the 15th century by Martin Schongauer), giving feels of raw black metal / dungeon synth or a Brodequin album art, but this record sounds nothing like either. After a series of EPs between 2020 - 2024, Athens-based project finally puts together a full-length album of a particularly grounded strain of instrumental sludge / doom metal, defiantly unadorned and courteous in execution. By eschewing vocals entirely, the guitars carry all the responsibility for sensation and narrative, and the band refuses to decorate the compositions with anything more than the essentials.

Standing firmly against exhibitionism, Martyrdom breathes and complies to simple but substantial principles: produce a natural sound, serve the song, trust the riffs and their effect. The guitar work carries a concrete density and never stagnates, offering a smooth flow that subtly shifts emphasis as the tracks progress to carry on forward momentum even within the slowest passages. I’d say doom stands at the core of the album, but the band speaks the tongues of drone and sludge with its own abstraction. Fans of flashy hooks may be disappointed, as time passes slower and less chaotic than normal within these particular walls.

"A Pale Stine" moves at its own pace to set the atmosphere properly, and is one of the record's more permissive tracks. Moments of clean guitar lines is where Martyrdom approaches post-metal directly, with a highlight the thrilling main melody of "Powerful Dark Objects (Mind Bender)", as well as the more dismal, sludgy "Insanity Has Thin Walls". Evenly ugly is the shortest track "Noon Creeper" (sounds like something from the self-titled debut by Union of Sleep, but with no vocals). A beautiful post-metal mattress allows for a significantly faster section on "The Word Made Flesh", which reminded me of the few occasions across their discography when Bongripper played black metal - also the highest tempo Catapult the Sun pick up on Martyrdom by far.

Final track "Black Sails On Wine-Dark Seas" features beefy guitars strongly reminiscent of current Electric Wizard, but still the album deservingly fits in any playlist that would also include names like Omega Masiff, Eyehategod or Year of No Light, with Bongripper remaining the strongest parallel I could think of when listening to these Athenian raiders. Martyrdom borrows from a handful of subgenres which are anyway bordering each other, yet it still has its own sound and manages well in terms of delivery, a feat that is sometimes more difficult for instrumental bands. A fine propulsion of potential evident from their EPs, and a decent first record all around.

Release: March 12th, 2026 | Independent
Rating: 3.5 out of 5

Highgate - Prophecies of Eternal Horror (2026) Review

Despite having been around for a little more than two decades, Kentucky’s sludge / doom metal trio Highgate have never entered my radar and their fourth full-length album, Prophecies of Eternal Horror, is the introduction work of the band for me. With a self-titled debut released as early as 2008, and 13 years since the previous record, Survival, these guys are no newcomers to the ominous sound of sludge nihilism. Latest work endorses the ugliness of urban reality over any kind of elegance, it has the grit of the street and a confrontational attitude that bears the scars of bands like Noothgrush and Grief, topped with criticism on systemic decay, control and decadence.

On Prophecies of Eternal Horror, there are five, riff-driven tracks mostly moving at snail pace, following a recipe rather simple but tested. Slow-burn repetition is used as a weapon and constantly exerts pressure on top of explicitly painful, high-pitched screams a la Eyehategod, aiming for an experience as uncomfortable as dragging yourself through day to day in the modern city life. The record deliberately lacks any sense of atmosphere often found in other forms of doom metal, and trades it for a stripped-down, corrosive texture that crawls and scratches the skin as it progresses. Highgate are friends of monotony, sticking to simplistic riff structures that lay on the genre’s basics. 

Paradoxically, it’s quite a listenable record despite the raw production, as each and every note gets enough exposure and there’s discernible separation between instruments that allows for the space necessary to avoid drowning the compositions. The background presence of the bass is essential, and the mixing gives emphasis on the raspy vocal work, which is one of the sharper elements to get through on the album. Lyrically, themes of immediate, tangible horrors of reality like war, class conflict and religious fundamentalism, are brought forth without much metaphorical cushioning. Prophecies of Eternal Horror is blunt music-wise and text-wise, as Highgate lack the subtlety and are proud of it.

After a gloomy acoustic guitar intro, the nine-minute opening track “Terraforming Hell” fuels riffing that advances languidly like a tired horse on an endless path, as the vocals maneuver at the same rhythm as the slow guitars. It’s one of the few moments that Highgate play a little bit faster in the middle part of the piece, which makes up for an initial slight diversity before diving back to the album’s overall inevitability of doom. Both “Death Comes” and “Deceiver” maintain cyclical moodiness, while the band turns sinister on “At Paranoia’s Poison Door”, which is more evidently charged in terms of lyrics, and looks into the neighborhood of blackened doom trouble.

Narration that channels anxieties of authoritarian control open the last track “The Writhing Dawn”, which doesn’t get any faster or brighter across its nine minutes of length. Rhetoric flows naturally with Highgate’s music, even if it never over performs, keeping the pace low and the theatrics even lower. Prophecies of Eternal Horror resonates well with bleakness and depletion, keeping a clear identity that you can recognize quickly when pressing play. It doesn’t really escalate at any point except maybe for a couple of instances, but that’s also the justified mentality of the band. Fans of barren doom / sludge of helplessness will appreciate this.

Release: March 27th, 2026 | HPGD Productions
Rating: 3.5 out of 5