Nespithe

by

Demilich

Shut up about the garbage disposal vocals, let’s ask the real questions: what if a tech death band actually remembered to write riffs? What if a drummer could find a groove in any feel? What if an album of long, meandering songs only got better as it progressed? What if the gutturals are actually cool, huh? At least that way you definitely can’t catch the lyrics. I love precisely two tech death records and this is most definitely one of them.