����� Originally materializing in 1992 like a hellish heat-haze over the Nevada desert fueled on mutant psilocybin spores and cheap blotter, Doom Snake Cult's Love Sorrow Doom was the one and only album that this outfit spat out before splitting up in the early 90s. That original release came out on the now long-defunct JL America label, and was later reissued by Nuclear War Now as a super-limited vinyl only release. Now this slab of obscure weirdo psychdeath is finally back in print, available on both Cd and wax together for the first time in nearly twenty years, with terrific new sleeve art from Manuel Tinnemans of Dutch doom metallers Bunkur.

����� Existing alongside notorious Vegas black/death outfit Goatlord (with whom they shared members), Doom Snake Cult delivered a killer dose of lysergic blackened doom with this album, powered by sheer adolescent obliteration and trippy, nightmarish imagery that the band welded to some seriously filthy, lumbering heaviness. It's raw stuff, forged out of gnarled down-tuned riffs and mangled effects fuckery that sort of resembles a drug-damaged Celtic Frost, but with a shambling, fractured gait and some seriously putrid vocals that make thus stuff sound especially disturbed. Like I wrote in my old review of the original vinyl reissue, this LP has "...a super sludgy, evil, drugged-out sound that perfectly matches the morbid occult imagery of the lyrics and the LSD-inspired vibes...". Accordingly, the production is pretty rough, and well suits the whole fucked-up, clandestine vibe of the Cult's music. It's all pretty bonkers: songs lurch unpredictably from shambling Sabbathian dirges to chaotic, ramshackle blasts of blackened death metal, then back into blasts of pummeling, punky mid-tempo slime, with some pretty bizarre bass guitar freak-outs scattered throughout; sheets of noise sweep over that mangled riffage, flanger pedals set to "brain-melt"; and other songs like "Fertility Rite", "Frozen Doll Land" and "Tribal S�ance" are subjected to equal amounts of zonked-out effects pedal abuse.

����� You definitely get that "accidental avant-garde" vibe off of this. Doom Snake Cult were obviously trying to incorporate elements of psychedelic rock into their sound, but ends up sounding malformed and monstrous, the sound of inebriated, depraved teenagers loose in the Nevada desert, flailing through some supremely demented and discordant Frostian psych-filth that even back then stood out amongst what was already something of an oddball roster on JL America. A cult classic of LSD-blasted underground metal weirdness. Available on both CD and gatefold vinyl with poster and lyric insert.