Grave Miasma likes to fuck shit up. “Yama Transforms to Afterlife,” opening cut to the London act’s fourth slab, begins with mystical sitar that’s almost soothing before slamming into filthy, doom-laden riffs, thrashing death beats, and blackened vokills reeking of malevolence. “Utterance of the Foulest Spirit” stays true to that stench, adding a knee-twisting rhythm and a dash of melody. “Glorification of the Impure” and “Purgative Circumvolution” veer toward the violent side of the road via raging blastbeats and squealing guitar solos, but “Full Moon Dawn” splits the difference between majestic horrorscapes and straight slaughter.

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This article appears in August 19 • 2016.

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Michael Toland started writing about music in 1988 on the Gulf Coast, moved to Austin in early 1991, and has inflicted bylines upon the corporeal and digital pages of Pop Culture Press, The Big Takeover, Blurt, Amplifier, Austin.citysearch, the Austin American Statesman, Goldmine, Sleazegrinder, Rock & Roll Globe, High Bias, FHT Music Notes, and, since 2011, The Austin Chronicle.