I remember first hearing of Krypts when they were recommended as a must-listen some years ago in a social media post by Dragged Into Sunlight regarding heavy music that had piqued the interest of the band. Krypts’ first full length album “Unending Degradation” had just been released, if my memory is accurate. At a glance, the album art was hideously dark and somewhat grainy, the earth tones and eerie crimson sky and smoky clouds, the harsh canyon walls that seemed to get smaller and narrower but without end in sight, overlooked by rounded stones above not unlike great hooded figures glaring down into the dry, dead valley of the foreground made for a chilling, lonesome picture of a place straight out of a nightmare.
But the cover art had only grabbed my attention: it was the music that pulled the rest of me down into the suffocating murk, making the experience whole. Between its ominous introduction and its eerie, groaning climax lies a soundscape that is equal parts blistering venomous aggression and hopeless thundering doom. This is a place without light, without hope or redemption, like a perpetual funeral where those in mourning march themselves into dust, vanishing when the dry breeze of the surrounding wastes carries them aloft to nowhere. Each track is a scathing, torturous sonic assault. The band has released a couple of albums since, and their more recent work is (to me at least) more polished, but Unending Degradation is a snarling, roaring inferno, and remains one of my favorite heavy albums to date.
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Towers of Rust 