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Slicing the sheer grinding heaviness of classic Entombed or Dismember with the slow churn of Obituary and a dash of old-school Swedish death like Megaslaughter, the splendidly named Hooded Menace produce a debut sure to shred your wallpaper and melt the flesh of the bones of your unborn children. With awesome song titles like "Grasp of the Beastwoman" and "The Eyeless Horde", this thing is a chugging, crushing workout of doomy Death Metal by way of a Hammer movie.

This band doesn't have a gimmick, they just play slow and punishingly heavy with that Sunlight-styled guitar-saw sound. The vocals of Oula Kerkela are a slice of guttural hell as they spin out stories of madness, monstrosity, and death. If modern Death Metal is too slick for you, and not evil and occult enough, then you simply have to get this: the most occult, evil, and underground shit you are likely to find.