Radio Playlist Update: Warning, Fires in the Distance, Temple of Void
Radio Playlist Update: Warning, Fires in the Distance, Temple of Void
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Radio Playlist Update: Warning, Fires in the Distance, Temple of Void
The April 2025 release of The Glow Of A Distant Fire, the ninth full-length album by The Howling Void, the monolithic, San Antonio, Texas-based one-person project of Ryan Wilson, is less an evolution than a culmination of his symphonic funeral doom style, immediately asserting itself as a standard for the genre. While deeply rooted in the genre’s defining characteristics of glacial pacing and oppressive atmosphere, the album distinguishes itself by leveraging immense soundscapes, aimed for intense philosophical introspection.
This newest album, The Dreaming Prince in Ecstasy, is the synthesis of those extremes, a commandingly ambitious work that finds M. channeling the dark theatricality of the past while pushing the speed and grandeur established on the previous record.
Playlist Update: We As a Company; YOJIMBO; Harvest of Ash
Playlist Update 7.11.2025: Evoken; Toilet Snake; Coltsblood
Evoken stands as one of the fundamental pillars of American extreme doom metal. Formed in 1992 (under the initial name Funereus), this New Jersey collective has spent over three decades helping to define the sound of funeral doom – a genre characterized by its glacial pace, overwhelming psychological gravity, and mournful atmosphere.
Playlist Update: Lights of Vimana; Pilgrimage; A Dream of Poe
Across three decades, Novembers Doom have refined decay into discipline. Recording since 1995, the American band’s sound has aged alongside its voice, turning experience into structure. Major Arcana extends that evolution. The aggression that once tore through The Novella Reservoir (2007) now carries a steadier pulse, more deliberate, more aware of its own form.
Cascading Misery begins in density. The guitars arrive thick and murky, closer to the drag of earth shifting under pressure than to anything sharpened or metallic. The vocals enter as if torn from the same ground, raw and guttural, with no distance between voice and listener. This immediacy runs through the record: everything feels near, almost too close, as though recorded in a room that cannot contain the volume inside it.
As spring decays, three albums rise to pull us back into the soil. Grief and the slow collapse of light – this is death-doom reduced to its essence.