It’s a pity that Cuerno split up shortly after releasing this first album. With members of Lords Of Bukkake, Simón Del Desierto, Morbid Flesh, La Matanza, or Tort, the Barcelona band coat these songs here at a snail’s pace with a mantle of sadness and melancholy, sometimes in a more classical way and sometimes travelling to other planets in a joint-fueled astral trip. Doom and sludge that doesn’t try to choke you, with contemplative lapses, and with Michel in God mode on drums.

Barcelona’s doom sludge has its masters: Tort. On their third album they continue the lysergic slowness, with the long songs that seem like psychopharmaceuticals. Freaks of all things unconventional, their command of the style is undeniable. And if they leave you hanging on some tracks, who cares: that’s savoir-faire, folks.

LP + download card.

Grim and smelly debut of this decadent Catalan band. While considering suicide, Proscrito spits us macabre adoration odes towards Cianide, Hellhammer, Celtic Frost, Necro Schizma, Asphyx, Autopsy, Paradise Lost, Winter... Morbidity and vice in a great first album.