“One good thing about music on the Doom Charts, when it hits you, you feel no pain…” ~ Bob Marley
The saying “one good thing about music, when it hits you, you feel no pain”
means music can have a powerfully distracting and healing effect,
allowing a person to momentarily escape their physical or emotional
pain. It highlights music’s ability to provide comfort, uplift the mood,
and create a sense of peace. And it can do so much more for so many of
us. And with the amount of great music constantly growing larger, it
could possibly become the universal healer. And when it becomes too
much, there is always that off switch. If only for a few minutes, hours
or even a week. And then you come back to your favorite albums all fresh
and in a desperate need to hear them once again… Below, there are 40
listed that might just become one of those albums! The Number One from
October carried over and the Contributors voted for a total of 224
different albums this month, 24 different albums received a Number One
vote from at least one Contributor and on Number 41 we find THE HYENA KILL with their Collapse album… And all of them have the ability to offer you escape…
It's Bandcamp Friday! And the November Doom Charts just went live! There goes your paycheck... And December is already such an expensive month... But how can you say no to more great music? Ho ho ho!
An amazing list of heavy underground albums once again and will start my listening run down with Number 40: Vast Pyre...
Welcome to Doom Charts,
representing some of the finest bloggers, journalists, radio,
podcasters and reviewers from the heavy underground around the globe.
Each month, our critics submit their picks for the best new doom,
sludge, metal, stoner, psychedelic and heavy rock albums. The results
are compiled and tabulated into the chart below. This is a one-stop
shop for the best new albums in the world…
Suncraft – Welcome To The Coven All Good Clean Records – 2025 Rock, Metal, Punk, Hardcore, Stoner, Speed Rated: ****
Welcome to… Welcome To The Coven! Suncraft’s back alley ritual where punk, stoner and black metal all showed up drunk and ready to hustle and fight! The Oslo five-piece have bottled their mania into a forty minute blast of pure ruckus that should make little sense. But it does anyway, it’s Suncraft’s way to destroy all expectations. Their name might whisper stoner, but this is not it, this is a demolition of all genres, and they do so with a malicious grin!
Battering ram Ragebait kick things off like a lit fuse, pick slides, blast beats and enough TNT to blow up the entire neighborhood. But just as you are bracing for the explosion, Suncraft’s shifts gear and seamlessly into a majestic groove. Immediately revealing their biggest forte, showing their chaos with open hands and then squeezing it into needle point precision…
Their three guitar madness is a high-wire act! Riffs spiraling, tumbling and swapping with an incredible aloof kind of swagger. It all feels improvised, but well, it clearly isn’t! The only thing that seem to keep this on the ground is bass player and vocalist Rasmus Skage Jensen and drummer Tobias Paulsen’s manic drum work. Well, until they detonate too! Dynamite stuff! Addictive, unruly and the kind of pandemonium you love to wake up after being knocked unconscious…
We Kill Cowboys – Back From The Dead Mongrel Records – 2025 Rock, Grunge, Alternative, Stoner, Punk, Metal Rated: ****
South African cool cats We Kill Cowboysis signed to wicked Mongrel Records and should stick with them for the rest of their career. Cause it seems like the perfect fit, the outfit and label both have a snarl. And a certain way to wag their tail if they have some delicious rock and roll bone in their snout! And rest assured, they won’t let go until you hear it as well. And if you follow the HiVe you know we’ve been mentioned a lot of singles they’ve released over the past years. And now, on December 5th, they will be releasing a six track EP called Back From The Dead! A highly infectious take on late nineties alternative that not just snarls but bites as well!
They signal the new EP Back From The Dead as a rebirth for the Cape Town quartet turned five-piece. A band long fueled by the grit of punk, the weight of grunge, a splice of stoner and the bite of post-hardcore. A bite that has definitely gotten deeper on the new six-track. After stepping fully into the role of lead vocalist, Alex Muller drives this new chapter with a voice that cuts through like wildfire. Powerful and decisive, carrying tales of rebellion and resilience. The arrival of guitarist Floris Le Roux thickens the band’s sonic storm, locking in with Mornay, Andrew, and Miggs to forge a force that feels dangerous, growling, untamed, yet intentional. Rising from the underground’s chaos, they return louder, sharper, and fiercely alive, even if the whole EP is over in 23 minutes… We Kill Cowboys is Back From The Dead and not wasting any time killing it!! Ferocious stuff!
(Written by JK)
Only thing missing from this amazing band and this powerful release is a bandcamp account…
But you can check most of their songs on Youtube..
It’s the first Monday after the first announcement for the Stoner HiVe Top 20 Countdown of 2025 has appeared online! So, good morning and I hope many of you will send your list before the deadline of 20:00 CET, December 14th of 2025. Still two weeks away and we hope to write down some words on other wonderful albums this week. Last week we only had time for the amazing Ambra album, the stunning call to arms that is One Dimensional Creatures and finally posted some words about the landmark that is Mark Lanegan’s Bubblegum XX. Let’s aim for one more this week! Either way, we hope you will slowly start jotting down your favorites of the year, so you can send that list our way! Much love, have a great one!
Freakin hell! You had a whole goddamn year to prepare yourself for this, get a polling system in place, to make things easier for yourself. But nooooo… So, yet again, even though the amount of work is becoming impossible, we do this thing the old fashioned way!
You ready?
This is it! The very first official announcement that theStoner HiVe Top 20 Countdown of 2025 is just around the corner. We’ve been doing this since 2009 and above is the image featuring all the Number One albums according to all the votes that came in so during those years. Your votes! It’s your call! And this is a call to arms, voting arms… Get ready to make that list and send it to us.
We will commence with the Stoner HiVe Top 20 Countdown of 2025 on Monday the 15th of December and you will have till Sunday December 14th, 20.00 CET to send your list. As mentioned, we still don’t have a fancy poll system in place, so we continue to do it the old fashioned, manual labor and lots of sweat. Please send your list via email to stonerhive@hotmail.com.
The rules, like every year, are very simple. Send a list of your albums from 2025, or late December 2024, to our email: stonerhive@hotmail.com . It can contain as many as you want. But be advised, it’s a weighed count and all entries below your Number 20, will get the same amount of points as your Number 20.
Almost every year the amount of lists we receive keeps growing and we are thankful for each and every one of them. Whether you are able to list five favorite albums or fifty, it’s all good! You can send your list to our email and we will do all the computing and tallying… And then when the day is there, we shall start the Stoner HiVe Top 20 Countdown of 2025! Ending, as always, with this year’s Number One on January 1st…
Gonna listen to last year’s Number One album according to all of you that voted right now! Which was Slift and their Ilion album. I’m curious to see what you all vote for this year and what album will reach the Number One spot this year… Please help me out by sending your votes!
Ambra – Remnant Self-released – 2025 Metal, Stoner, Rock, Prog, Alternative Rated: ****
The few that follow the HiVe might know that I love Slovenia and Ljubljana and that I always keep my ear to the ground for bands from that region. And yes, the great Jan Kozel from the amazing Jegulja and earlier magical Carnaval is detrimental to that love, me discovering those bands and him using up every drummer available in Ljubljana for his projects. Down the street from him lives Robi Rep from alternative metal band Ambra and so far he has resisted the nightly howls from Kozel to join one of his projects. And we are glad he did, cause the new Ambra album Remnant is a stunning piece of heavy rock! Metal, alternative, progressive with stoner touches. “Influenced by Mastodon, Tool, Deftones, Gojira, Clutch and Chelsea Wolfe…” And those influences are definitely audible in some way or other… But rest assured, they make it completely their own!
Formed in 2015, they released their first full-sized album Cor in 2019. A great debut, but for the new Remnant, they’ve enlisted mixing help from Ben McLeod from All Them Witches, who also adds a wonderful guitar solo on the third track Void. And then there’s that trumpet on fourth track Timeless, that drifts along like ghost notes across a long lost battlefield… Those trenches situated in a once quiet street somewhere in Ljubljana, where, for the past ten years, five musicians gathered like craftsmen in a workshop, shaping something heavy, intricate and wickedly beautiful…
And then they burst forth out of that workshop as the Ambra five they are now. No longer the instrumental project that began its journey, the songs have matured, became more daring and one can safely state that the sketches they started with have become beautiful sculptures, destined to stand the test of time. They’ve chiseled their sound into an ageless form and much of it feels hard to explain. As if you are trying to describe this wonderful dream the morning after…
But as we try to remember all the weight, the kaleidoscopic colors, the shifting shapes, we immediately get lost again in the wonderful world they created. Their music veers between prog, alternative, stoner textures, and wisps of psychedelia. Take Arcadia 404, slowly awakening, before bursting open completely. Vocals trembling with emotion, guitars heaving forward in thick waves and a rhythm section that pounds like a heartbeat that’s almost unable to control itself. It sounds tense and coiled, almost moving forward on the silences between the notes more than the rhythm itself. And this is something they continue to do throughout the album.
Shaping songs like an M C Escher drawing, tilting and twisting the structures, and always with absolute precision. And at the center of this ever shifting landscape, stands vocalist Jakob Rejec, whose voice cuts through the density like a blade of glass, a scalpel, opening up the composition and showing its spine. Remnant lasts for an hour, and every minute begs to be heard over and over. And you will keep discovering more and more. Ambra have definitely out done themselves, they have forged something powerful and unpredictable. Something where you can lose every part of yourself in… Over and over, until there's nothing left...
One Dimensional Creatures – Tolerance Paradox Self-released – 2025 Rock, Punk, Grunge Rated: ****
It arrived by snail mail, this wonderful package straight out of Manchester and as the Tolerance Paradox vinyl started its first spin, I imagined stepping off a curb in that wild city and straight into oncoming traffic. A roar of engines, sirens and grinding gears of a city that hasn’t slept since the factories first coughed coal into the sky, eventually producing a fierce and tightly wound collision of alt-punk urgency, post-punk tension, and grungy distortion. This is One Dimensional Creatures and they are here to rip open the rusted ribcage of capitalism and scream directly into its exposed circuitry. Funny at moments, smart and brainy at others, but always loud, a bit smelly and with the sound of punk philosophy getting mugged in an alley by grunge’s addiction to seemingly slacker attitudes…
Opener Media Mass bulldozes its way through your frontal lobe, guitars whine and screech like malfunctioning machinery and with vocals that slice through the grime with the urgency of a man reporting on the death of a salesman. But before you can come to grips with the tones and the punk adagio, Favourite Saprophyte and the deliriously titled So Long, It’s a Shame About the Fish are already dragging you kicking and screaming through backstreets lit by slow flickering arc lamps, where every riff feels like a factory press stamping out protest slogans…
A Grudge Against The Few comes slithering up out of the drains, hitting you with five minutes of slow dripping paranoia, gothic punk, new wave and a groove that feels like you are lying underneath a pipe that’s leaking chemicals from an abandoned industrial site. Slowly unspooling itself into a rant that seems aimed at the oligarchic puppet masters. It almost feels like the albums stops being music and starts becoming a call for an uprising…
And with the precision of brick through window politics, Old Tommy, Not Me and Peter Pan hit you in short bursts. Quick, sharp and disruptive like timed explosions planted before the needle even hit the vinyl. After which the albums starts to swing from melody to mayhem, like a factory whistle blowing during a riot. And then The Dark, March in Line, and Bathed in Blood seem more to sound like anthems for all the workers that finally snapped and decided to occupy the factory…
My Noose pretends to soften and soften it does by way of master volume, but just as you think you are going to meet up with a friendly foreman, it reverts to full speed revolt. And the directory knows it’s done as Your Chair Is Not a Throne ends everything with all the subtlety of a collapsing smokestack. And you’ve got to love the venom in the lyrics, which are no longer sung, but spit in this beautiful, accented rabble talk. In the end you stand among the ruins, and realize that Tolerance Paradox was the initial spark, the first Molotov cocktail lobbed into the machinery of capitalism. It’s a distorted working man’s manifesto soaked in sweat, noise and fury. Righteous and honest, One Dimensional Creatures seem to want to unionize our headbanging souls! Get ready for action!
Mark Lanegan – Bubblegum XX Beggars Arkive – 2024 Rock, Alternative Rated: *****
It was a landmark album. Still is. And when the twentieth anniversary of Bubblegum rolled around in 2024, the box set that followed in August felt like a long-lost telegram from a former life. Every bit as arresting as the first time I heard it back in 2004, maybe even sharper, like a blade that’s grown hungrier with time. But listening to it that summer was hard. The world had shifted underfoot. As the date crept closer marking three years since Russia’s invasion of Ukraine, that other ghost-date rose behind it…
So let me start by saying: I’m sorry, Mr. Lanegan, for not putting these words down sooner, for letting years drift by before honoring this beautiful resurrection, the demos, the b-sides, the unreleased fragments that gathered themselves into Bubblegum XX. I had the privilege of speaking with Lanegan a couple of times, and with many of the conspirators who helped build this strange and majestic cathedral of an album. Those conversations remain small, burning lanterns in my memory....
I remember asking him, back in 2013, why “Josephine” never made it beyond the mythic, cigarette-stained Methamphetamine Blues Sessions that leaked around the original release. It was one of my favorite orphaned songs. His answer was brief but chivalrous: “Josh wrote it. It wasn’t one of mine.” And yet, there it stands now, rightfully reclaimed on the twentieth-anniversary edition. The sixth solo album, the one that somehow manages to be his most personal and his most successful, his rawest and most heavy since the Screaming Trees days. An album that bleeds openly, like a man holding out his wrists for the world to read...
Even the short, spectral duet “Bombed” recorded in a single take with Wendy Rae Fowler as their marriage was collapsing into dust, feels like a confession left smoldering on the floorboards. And “Wedding Dress” sounds, in hindsight, like a farewell note to anyone who ever hoped he might stay home, even for love, the traveler’s curse he carried deep in his bones...
But beyond the exposed nerves and scorched-heart honesty, there’s the constant presence of comrades, great musicians stepping out of the shadows like saints and outlaws offering their hands and wrists in a same way. We could name them all, of course, but we stick to the vocal parts: the purgatory-lit duets with PJ Harvey on “Hit The City” and “Come To Me,” songs that leave burn marks on the ears; Chris Goss, lifting “One Hundred Days” into a kind of storm-lit prayer; Alain Johannes, whose soft, sorrow-stitched backing on “Morning Glory Wine” feels like a hand resting gently on the shoulder. You can almost hear the electricity crackle through those sessions, streetlights popping, dry storms rolling over the horizon, lightning looking for a place to strike...
The box set gives us the remastered fifteen tracks, but it also opens the door to the motel rooms and dim corners where Lanegan recorded sketches with Troy Van Leeuwen, captures from nights thick with smoke and wandering thoughts. We get the full Methamphetamine Blues Sessions, the Here Comes That Weird Chill EP, and demos abandoned only because Lanegan heard some other ghost-part calling to him. Like the fully realized “Union Tombstone,” with Beck drifting in on vocals, harmonica, and guitar, turning it into a desert crossroad hymn that feels like a mirage finally made real...
An album like this doesn’t age. It ferments, darkens, deepens. Tonight, we spin it again, front to back, the way it deserves, thinking of Lanegan, of the roads he walked and the shadows he made beautiful. He left us so much, the words, the music, the voice that sounded like it had already lived nine lifetimes. These are the kind of gifts that never fade. They just cut deeper...
Yes, we’re on another Monday trip! Busy as hell, still recovering from minor injuries after being hit by a car last week and also trying to come down from a wonderful Wolf Alice gig last night. Does the week before us look good? Well, as long as we won’t get hit by another car, it will be grand and we’ll try to post as much as we did last week. Cause we managed to do a Quick Fire Friday and we’re honored to have provided the FULL ALBUM PREMIERE for the amazing Dune Aurora record for you all! But besides those we jotted down some words about Dead Otter, A Gram Trip and Abanamat! Oh and a full review for Dune Aurora as well! And last but not least our awol brother from Howl From The Hollows, Stevie Reek wrote some words about that amazing Silver Orbs release! Man, that opening track Manganagas, wowzah! Did you hear it yet? Better check’m out! Check’m all out!
Dead Otter – The Sentinel Riot Season / Echodelick – 2025 Rock, Stoner, Space, Psych, Instrumental Rated: ****
Realizing we slept on their No Sleep Till Kozfest release and weirded out too much over Bridge of Weird and thus actually only ever mentioned their first step on the road to glory called Pathfinder. Indeed, we only mentioned Dead Otter’s first release from 2016 on the HiVe. And as usual, we should be dragged through the streets, full of tar and feathers. Luckily, there’s a new album out called The Sentinel and we can make up for the lack of attention given to this wild and wonderful outfit…
An outfit that left us wanting for more studio material for some seven years. But now that Dead Otter has crashed back into our dimension, we can dispel all those rumors about them being disbanded, abducted or living off-grid, off-planet in some astral trailer park. But now they’re here, materialized, shooting star fire lasers out of guitars and stomping out energy through a warp drive rhythm section!
The Otternaut! Our cosmic, probably intoxicated explorer, has crashed onto a desert world, beneath the looming gaze of… The Sentinel! A colossal planetoid entity that could erase civilizations with a mere blink of its eyes. And that story is told with wormholes full of fuzz, swirling smoke, and planet shifting distortion. Just listen as Space Shadows opens the transmission as it was captured by a derelict space station. Eleven minutes of shimmering cosmic mirage, slowly drifting, meditative and with a definite touch of sixties psychedelics. Your consciousness will slip its moorings, time will warp and as a numbers station crackles into existence like some weird prank call, you cannot help but ask yourself: did Dead Otter find a way to hack reality with music?
They continue kicking the door into deep space. Dual guitars duel like cosmic gladiators high on some weird kind of de fermented moon cactus, while that rhythm section gallops loudly across dunes of irradiated sand. There are a lot of floating moments and sections where you could imagine yourself stuck, submerged in vat of liquid waiting for freezing or cloning. That’s when the shoegazing, atmospheric haze drifts in. And that’s when you just bubble along and hold on to hear what kind of release might be coming. Like the organ solo in Ibises for instance, which sounds like a cathedral exploding on a distant moon, ending with shattered petals of stained glass flying off into vacuum.
The eventual climax, the final confrontation, happens on the final and title track The Sentinel. A desert-psych showdown with the planet god! It’s like they’ve hit the cosmic nerve, with twin guitars blazing through a sandstorm, and rumbles deep beneath the riffs like tectonic anxiety. Sonic howling and wailing, as The Sentinel stands before them. This is it, the time to push their space rock powers to the absolute brink… And to shove them and the gigantic Sentinel, over the edge… Dead Otter knows where it is, they’ve been there and might actually be one of the very few to have come back… With stories to tell..
You ready for the Doom Charts Peroration for October? It will be hitting the airwaves soon enough! But right here, right now, you can already get into some quick action! Some Stoner HiVe Quick Fire Friday action! A quick blurb with the hope it will entice you to listen to the single or the entire discography! So here it is… Another Stoner Hive’s Quick Fire Friday ! And it burns hot like molten lava!
Ronin Veins – Rabbit Fat
“‘Rabbit Fat’ was recorded across The Hive Rooms and RYP Recordings - and mastered at the legendary AIR Studios…” Wait… The HiVe rooms you say?! That surely peaked our interest in the new single by Londen quartet Ronin Veins. Damn fine bandname! As for Rabbit Fat, the mix of alternative rock with a bit of grunge, a bit of stoner, and a bit of AOR metal definitely has a ring to it! And with them building a community, launching Rust Fest and connecting with all sorts of underground bands, Ronin Veins are on the road to become an important entity!
Another single comes at us from Ghost Pipe, a five-piece from Grand Rapids, Michigan. “Spirit Speaks” is a sonic rite, a plunge into the soul’s underworld, where old hurts, guides, and ancestral spirits gather. Pulsing riffs and a raw, ritual cry ignite a cleansing release, turning sorrow into power. A journey for those who walk with spirits and reclaim their hidden fire...
Hailing from Lublin, Poland is Black Weedow! And on their first single Is She? they expertly mix alternative rock, grunge with Sabbathian metal. Later joined by a Voice of Poland winner, Is She? introduces Black Weedow’s debut with a brooding blend of doom and grunge, driven by towering riffs and Jarek Żarnowski’s heavy bass foundation. Juan Carlos Cano’s commanding vocals elevate the band’s massive, atmospheric sound, creating a haunting, immersive journey through dark, emotional sonic terrain…
Love the title, love the band name! It’s Betty’s Nuklear from South Africa and their new single Beach Blood! Powerful hardrock riffage and a pumping energy! Indeed, it unleashes their raw hard-rock power, blending fierce vocals, nostalgic shredding, and a pounding rhythm section. Self-produced in their Garden Route studio, the track hits with emotional weight and unfiltered intensity, delivering a bold, honest sound that channels the band’s signature energy and uncompromising spirit. Love the track!
Vulture Neck hails from Stockholm, Sweden and delivers its classic tinged metal, with overtones of doom, sludge and some wicked energy. This stand-alone single is only ten seconds shy of the three minute mark, but luckily you can hit repeat on Höst! It has something, the shouted vocals crawling across the riffs, crawl across you skin immediately. Addictive stuff!
Another reason I need to visit Wales soon! It’s three piece Zana Billionara and their new single Hollow! Or actually their first official one! Psychedelic and wild, with a definite earthy touch, the track crafts a fierce blend of atmospheric calm and explosive intensity. Gentle, ghostly melodies erupt into chaotic, mind-bending distortion, creating a heady form of hard rock. Rooted in classic influences yet undeniably modern, the sound is nostalgic, visceral, and deeply immersive.
Another sprawling psychedelic ditty hits straight out of New Jersey and is the debut for two-piece Rolls The River and infuses electronics with krautrock, hypnotic pulses, mutant synth clouds, and textures that slither beyond genre. Sure, it’s krautrock, krautrock by way of a midnight highway, psych-rock wired on intuition. The music drifts, mutates, alive, restless, morphing and gloriously unclassifiable.
As we inch closer to the end of 2025 and the start of the Stoner HiVe Top 20 Countdown, we are already starting to glance back at all we missed, forgot or never got around to mention. Like this very early in the year released single (or perhaps even earlier) in honor of the metal bar in Groningen called De Witte Wolf. This is five piece Black Fuse and their thrashy stoner metal ode White Wolf. Dig it! And you might want to check out the rest of their Cosmic Psycho album as well!
A Gram Trip – Bud Ends and Glass Bottoms Self-released – 2025 Metal, Doom, Black, Sludge Rated: ***
We stumble through a smoke choked basement where gravity has declared mutiny, as the sound hits in slow, heaving waves, thick, distorted and incredibly mean. Vocals tear through the haze like a doomsday prophet preaching high above a cracked amplifier. Or is he actually below the thing? Everything, everything, everything is down tuned to the point where the air itself vibrates with fear and dread…
We’re listening to the new Bud Ends and Glass Bottoms album by Croatian quartet A Gram Trip and as it slowly starts to suffocate, the record drifts into strange psychedelic detours, like the walls are suddenly shifting and those vague lights you see flickering all around you begin melting. It isn’t the lack of oxygen, it’s the way this band rides their warped currents with reckless abandon, before slamming back into their mire of blackened, sludge-laced heaviness. And then there are those instances where the music suddenly seems to move faster, as if some cosmic force showed itself to be grander than gravity, kicked reality out underneath you and sent everything tumbling into chaos.
It's at those moments when the instrumental ruckus spirals into star dusted delirium that you start to question your sanity. Should you be listening to a band this gnarly? And as they drop you back into another pit of grimy riffs and bleak moods, that sense of bewilderment only grows. By the end, you’re left dazed and crazed, ears ringing, barely able to breath, dragged though a beastly, nightmarish blackened, sludge, doom, stoner metal fever dream you will never be able to shake… Shit, you might still be in it…
You stumbled into the right party tonight! It’s the FULL ALBUM PREMIERE by Italian’s very own Dune Aurora! The album is called Ice Age Desert and will be out through Argonauta Records this Friday, the 21st of November. But you can hear it here first and right now!
Want to read the full REVIEW, scroll down or click HERE. Either way, click on Play below and get ready for a revelation! Their stoner-rock mystique has bloomed into a richer, heavier and daring sound. Riffs that stride with cool confidence, vocals that glide like silk over steel, and melodies shimmering with desert haze and vintage allure. From blues-tinged openers to regal, doom-kissed moments, the album unfolds like a frozen dreamscape warmed by hidden embers. Cohesive, atmospheric and boldly assured, Ice Age Desert invites you into a secret glittering sonic world…
PR WIRE:
DUNE AURORA – “ICE AGE DESERT”
Out November 21, 2025 via Octopus Rising / Argonauta Records Formats: CD & Digital FFO: Jess and the Ancient Ones, Acid King, Ruby the Hatchet, Uncle Acid & the Deadbeats
BIO / OVERVIEW
Italian heavy rock trio DUNE AURORA rise from the Turin underground with their debut full-length “Ice Age Desert”, a hypnotic and powerful journey through dark fuzz, grunge undertones and desert psychedelia. Curently formed by Ginny Wagon (vocals, guitar), Roberta Finiguerra (bass, backing vocals) and Serena Bodratto (drums, backing vocals), the band crafts an immersive sound where heavy, monolithic riffs meet haunting atmospheres and melodic intensity. Following the success of their 2022 debut EP Lonely Town and a string of acclaimed singles (Solar Reward, Sail, Fire), DUNE AURORA now unveil their most ambitious work to date. “Ice Age Desert” delivers nine tracks of dynamic heaviness, mastered by the legendary James Plotkin (Isis, Pelican, Earth), confirming the band’s place among the most exciting acts in the new wave of European fuzz rock.
ABOUT THE ALBUM
Ice Age Desert explores the duality between power and introspection. Each song flows into the next, building a cinematic soundscape that bridges stoner rock heaviness, grunge sensibility and psychedelic textures. With its mix of vintage warmth and modern edge, the album stands as a must-listen for fans of Uncle Acid & the Deadbeats, Jess and the Ancient Ones, Acid King, and Ruby the Hatchet.
TRACKLIST 1. Gateway 2. Tundra 3. Burning Waters 4. Crocodile 5. Trapdoor 6. Sunless Queen 7. Dune Chameleon 8. Fire (Extended Version 2025) 9. Se Ponga El Sol
Oz keeps the vibe going constantly! New bruces on the block SILVER ORBS deliver an emphatic, No-holds-barred blend of High-Octane Stoner Rock that is compelling and rewarding in equal measure! Opener "Manganangas" sets the table with a robust and grungy riff-fest. Track two, "Gannets" brings the Psychedelics into play: Delayed guitars feeding a monster bass riff that develops into a hard-rocking, Kyuss-esque bleacher. The finale, "Kanto Katso" rolls like the proverbial stone - a mixture of total groove and Stadium Rock vibes that will have your heads nodding like a dashboard dog! Every second of this is unwasted - time to drop it and get WASTED!
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