Vermont doomsters Body Void deliver an apocalyptic state of the world address on relentlessly heavy second album…
Words: Nick Ruskell
Even by the standards of modern doom, the heaviness of Body Void is unforgiving. Not so much a lower and slower Black Sabbath, the anger they trawl through on Bury Me Beneath This Rotting Earth is more like Black Flag played at the wrong speed, a painfully nihilistic collection that ignores fancifully pondering the idea of The Void and instead goes straight for the darkest part of it. And then screams.
This anger comes from simply looking out of the window and realising how terrible a path we’re on. On Electric Wizard’s Return Trip, that band’s Jus Oborn declared, ‘