Review: Goatsblood


Who wants to read a review about grinding death metal?  OK, the rest of you skip ahead to the next one, I’ll take the stragglers.  Goatsblood aren’t the superfastkillkillkilldeath type of metal.  They’re the type of metal…that…you…just…have…to…wait…for.  It creeps all around and makes you wish something would happen but after a while you just get used to it being there and you’re stuck with it so you might as well make the most of your situation, not unlike that purple stuff that grows in your shower.  “Drull” winds the pace up a few times but always remains true to that sinisterly masochistic crawl, a slithering black deathly cold beat that will grab you by the ankle and wrap its clammy hands around your heart.