Friday

new year, new sounds...

 
Limited Edition "real version"


And a fine new year to you all!  We here at the Church of Reverb
do hope 2013 finds you well thus far. 

The first offering in this, the year of our dark lord, MMXIII
comes to the altar from the good Dr. Keener, under the moniker

AKHNU.

Breaking from his usual mind-and-ear-fuckery in Sonic Altar, Dr. K has served up
some cavernous space sound chemical worship.
Limited to only 50 physical copies on cassette, the offering, titled 

Heaven Spilled From the Elks Lungs

can be found in the more conventional digital format at
 

Tuesday

they keep it hard in the south...


Goddamn! are they angry in Somerset!
Corey Stringer from They Yearn For What They Fear,
along with a slew of Somerset punk rock alumni,
present to your feeble existence...


Heavy as shit, and HARD.FUCKING.CORE.

That's just a rough demo, sans vokills.
They're recording a full-length soon.
It will slay.

Continue your meaningless ventures... 

Sunday

kickstarting the drone...




Attention faithful:
Everyone Lives Everyone Wins is asking for your help in making their new sonic offering,
Persistence Hunting Dream Death
a physical reality.
The live ritual that took place at the Land of Tomorrow gallery was fucking epic,
and now the world must have a representative copy to have and to hold.
Most importantly, to listen to.

Any charitable contribution to the Church of Reverb is graciously accepted,
and certain amounts of donation get you cool ELEW shwag in return.

Please share this with as many people as you can.  Less than a month to make this happen.

Thank you, from the bottom of our droning hearts.

Monday

Satan smoked a bowl and smiled...




What's the Old Man so goddamn happy about?
Well, in addition to the natural glow that comes with having created all things good and holy,
he's mainly psyched about

FUCKING DE-ANIMATOR!

in the cemetery of the south...

A Prayer at the Gate 
experienced by JTH


One of the busiest, most productive, and outlandishly creative individuals any soul, living or dead, should hope to meet is the one and only 
JTH.
Accompanied as always by his loyal beast, Siren, the scholarly wizard has bestowed upon this Earth another of his aural meditation rituals.

Turn off.

Become.
 

Sunday

come, my children...





COME TO THE MOTHERPLANT!

Comprised of members of Below, They Yearn For What They Fear, and Alegionnaire on jams, and featuring the mother of all fuckers and the fucker of all mothers, Clutch Coomer, on vokills!
This shit is heavier than 10,000 bong loads!
Get stoned.  Get evil.

Friday

forever into the cross...




What may be the best band in Lexington is blessing (cursing?) the world with their debut full-length LP this week.  Be grateful.  God this band is so fucking good...