By which we mean, "Holy shit, it's fall and that Cheeseburger record ain't cutting it." Now that we thinking 'bout fishing our jackets off the closet floor we're in the mood for some of that dark and brooding that'll make us think about stuff and wanna watch our exhalations. Fortunately for the Heavy Duty we tracked down Wolves in the Throne Room, a Southern Lord-acquired trio of farm-living eco-metallers. We thought their last record was a top-notch execution of furious black metal screechin' and minor key post-metal groovin', but we're really digging this new one that sounds even more like a Fjord-ian Neurosis. We loves them fifteen minute tunes about equinoxes and those tribal bridges with the echoed rasps in the background. And we really love how these cats live only an hour away! Hopefully that'll mean more opening slots on this winter's creepiest tours!
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