We could sit here for days on end discussing the many differences that metal has to offer within just one style with the whole spectrum a week-long debate at least. There are even plenty of more specific styles out there that are have more than enough diversity within its own reaches to warrant its own exhaustive talk, and death-doom is absolutely such an example. With tons of different avenues able to be taken within those heavy and dreary halls, it can oftentimes feel as though the sound changes almost wholly from one band to the next. There are those that are able to embody grief and emotional woe in their works while others seek to bring true devastation and slime to the world with their blend. Having always embodied the latter, Cryptic Brood’s power in this style is only growing like that of a nefarious plague.

A rising name that should be no real surprise to anyone who has been paying attention to death-doom in recent years, there’s always something special about death-doom metal that takes into consideration more of the former in ways of nastiness and intensity while it’s with the doom that we bear witness to a carefully paced creation that knows how to take its time and is all-knowing when it comes time to cut loose and ensure the corpse is simply unrecognizable. In essence, that’s precisely what Cryptic Brood has always brought to the table with their latest act of debauchery, “Necrotic Flesh Bacteria”, almost certainly their most engrossing and impactful performance to date. An eviscerating deluge of maggots and seething flesh that knows precisely what it wants to be from the outset of such macabre insanity, Cryptic Brood never wastes a single stroke of the blade nor a moment of time as their dark craft takes full control of this riff machine as it wretches back and forth between deciding whether to pummel the victim into a fine red mist or to really savor the sensation of flesh separating from bone. It allows for a supreme contrast that is simply intoxicating to behold as “Necrotic Flesh Bacteria” works its plague-riddled magic ever further into your cerebellum while it’s the scalpel in the hand of a demented surgeon whose morgue is always overflowing that ensures Cryptic Brood’s excellence remains unabated and untainted by inadequacy for as long as it goes on.

We’ve seen tons of works try to bring real weight and menace to this particular section of death-doom where the door to the tombs are ripped wide open and show us up close all the slime, bile, and insects that writhe within, and what Cryptic Brood has become known for is a brilliant showcasing of that. For every step taken with “Necrotic Flesh Bacteria”, Cryptic Brood only becomes more and more proficient in their deadly craft as time progresses.

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