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Fortunate to finally hear an LP from L.A. based quintet Civerous titled “Decrepit Flesh Relic”. Evocative, spine-tingling, rueful affect to their aphotic sonority, this album manifests best material yet in their short time formed.

Hands down one of my favorite album covers for the year illustrated by Nick Mueller, cyan logo with scheme of cobalt & fuschia layers of overcrowded cuspated units, midpoint ivory cartilage ornament, attractive to this enamoring release.

Compared to “Heralds of Affliction” split & “Demo MMXIX”, subtle progression to their entrenched style, this album has crisp, polished production less focus on reverb, still resonating a fetid, sweltry, cavernous perspective into an unequivocal obfuscous mortal approach. Seven iniquitous canticles over forty five minutes of emphysematous crepuscule semblance. Tracks meticulously arranged, conventional Old School Death Metal form within the first three songs, midway title track as critical juncture, followed by last three as monumental preponderant trinity.

Intro “Eidolon” defined as a specter or phantom, gives apt resonation of an asphyxiating force eradicating whatever it’s clutching to. “From The Crypt To The Cavern”, initiates overall impenetrable timbre, with full-toned shuddersome cadence, backed up by mid pace riffs accompanied with drums that give symmetry versus drowning the other out in their disposition. Turning point “Rot Delineated”, one of the best elements that took me by surprise was including idyllic violin executed befittingly on this & prodigious closer “Spiral of Eyes”, enhancing stratified texture to their misgiving demeanor. Aside the colossal ending, favorite is “Bone Wreath ”, andante measures with every note accentuated before Lord Foul’s minacious voice emerges from the caliginosity, spotlight on blasts around the three minute point, followed by harrowing shrills that leave you with goosebumps before rhythm showcases itself once again, steadily dwindling down yet still petrified of subsequent imminence.

Remarkable debut full length constructed that deserves all the praise! (Tori Belle)