Apocalyptic, Hateful, and Nihilistic Blackened Sludge
"Holy hell, you need to listen to Owlcrusher’s debut right the fuck now—impossibly heavy Northern Irish doom"
"It is nearly three quarters of an hour of torment and spite."
"This is a public service announcement for all underground Doom heads to know that OWLCRUSHER is CVLT Nation’s new fucking new favorite HATE-FILLED DOOM band, and we want to hear way more from them! "
"It will pull you right out of yourself, and slowly sink you into lightless depths of pure catastrophe… but that long fall through viscous, poisonous waters turns out to be mesmerizing as well (and there are riffs in these tracks that are hard to get un-stuck once you hear them)."
"On the release of their monstrous self-titled album, gnarly-ass doom trio Owlcrusher are espousing the merits of crushing feathery fiends of the Strigiforme order. And the lads sure seem like they know their way around compactors, what with the ludicrous weight of their riffs and the oppressive gravity of the atmosphere they conjure across the three gargantuan tracks on the new album. With one hand wielding an early Peaceville iron grip and the other a vice-like strength similar to Spanish doom bands like Hipoxia, Owlcrusher surely will spare no bug-eyed head spinners that get in their grasp"
#6 of the Sour 16
"Imagine a crushingly hateful mix of Burning Witch, Usnea, Esoteric, Vrtra, Nomadic Rituals, and Charger and you’ll have an idea of what to expect from Owlcrusher.
I must confess that this is precisely the kind of extreme music that I live for. Utterly daemonic and completely engrossing, Owlcrusher are quite simply one of the best doom bands around at the moment."
"A sprawling, funereal affair, it has harsh, distant, blackened vocals from guitarist Andrew Speir and evokes the crushing sorrow of the likes of Warning and low end devastation of Yob. Live, the band are a must-see."
"Simply put, all promises have been fulfilled. For a debut, this obliterates.You need this." 4/5
"With three tracks spread across 45 minutes, each song embraces sprawl and space: the reverb heavy drum tone pounds like the pulse of a leviathan. The low end guitar tone crackles with fuzz, while the bass rumbles so menacingly that, with the right sound system, you may get your guts churning like you’ve just been forced to smoke a whole pack of unfiltered cigarettes – you’ve got the cold sweats, your insides feel poisoned, and you’re probably gonna puke, but god damn it you’re hooked"
"The debut is an intriguing journey that will keep you listening. We hear a mature band with chemistry having spawned from and formerly known as Dwell In Sun. Ultimately Owlcrusher excels in the quality production department a step ahead of former Dwell In the Sun. Doom and metal fans need this one in their collection and in heavy rotation" 8.6/11
Spawned originally under the moniker DWELL IN SUN in 2008, Northern Ireland's OWLCRUSHER have become a harrowing experience to behold. A claustrophobic pulsating storm of punishing riffs, relentless drums, and deranged demonic vocals coalesce on their self-titled debut in 43 minutes of low-end hate filled and depressive blackened sludge. Drawing from such inspirational wellsprings as mental illness, alcohol abuse, tragedy, and abject existential fear, this Northern Ireland three piece are the terrifying future of the ugliest doom metal has to offer.