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GLASS COFFIN  self-titled  12"   (Prison Tatt)   16.98


���Just got this putrid slice of low-fi Kentucky black metal back in stock, the band's four-song entry in Prison Tatt's ongoing series of super-limited one-sided 12"s. Originally released back in early 2012, we snagged some of the remaining copies of this cadaverous blast of raw necro violence, which came out around the same time as the Remnants of a Cold Dead World album we put out through our own Crucial Blaze series.

���Like the material on that disc, this is crude, fucked-up, punk-fueled filth from sole member Josh Lay, formerly of noise rockers Cadaver In Drag and producer of a number of excellent releases of psychedelic blackened noise and horrific industrial deathscapes under his own name; with Glass Coffin, Lay invokes primitive graveyard spirits through these four tracks, lurching through mangled, sloppy blackened dirge and reverb-drenched blackthrash chaos, recorded with all of the crude aesthetics of an old school four-track black metal demo, the sound seething with a raw, low-fi ugliness, but that skuzzy live-to-tape energy translates into something both feral and majestic, regal guitar leads climbing into the soot-black skies. With titles like "Haunted By The Ghosts Of The Damned" and "My Hammer Will Decide My Fate", the music is imbued with a grimly triumphant atmosphere in spite of its utterly filthy delivery, the vocals blown WAY out into a scorched distorted shriek, and other the tracks careen through blasts of twisted basement blackness that sort of resemble Ildjarn trying to play a medieval madrigal, or else slip into utterly morose doom before finally closing with the nightmarish lullaby "Starless Unholy Night". On that last track, Lay's blackened low-fi violence gives way to a brief piece of demonic ambience, hellish screams and tortured bellowing rising and falling beneath the sound of a delicate music-box keyboard melody that slowly unfolds over the dolorous dank drift.

��� Released in a hand-numbered edition of one hundred copies, and presented in a screen-printed sleeve adorned with Lay's trademark style of awesomely crude Trapper Keeper necro-art.