Review / 200 Words Or Less
Medusa
En Raga Sul

Hawthorne Street (2009) Sean K.

Medusa – En Raga Sul cover artwork
Medusa – En Raga Sul — Hawthorne Street, 2009

If the band name and scary artwork didn't tip me off that this was going to be a brutal audio assault, I guess the Hitler sample at the start of the release should have been a clue. Punishing riffs, caterwauling vocals, and plodding drum beats typify the songs on this record. If that sounds like something you need to have, then go for it. "Bruiser" and "Flesh Fly" were the only songs here that held any minuscule measure of interest for me. It looks like the band members took their promo photo shoot in an actual crypt. I'd be fine if any of their releases stayed there.

2.0 / 10Sean K. • December 16, 2009

Medusa – En Raga Sul cover artwork
Medusa – En Raga Sul — Hawthorne Street, 2009

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