Roots & Riffs · 24/06/2022
Venom kicked the door in. Bathory set it on fire and snarled something unholy into the smoke. This isn’t just a history lesson—it’s the moment black metal stopped pretending and started whispering. Lo-fi filth, demon vocals, punk bones. Quorthon didn’t follow—he built the altar. And I’m standing at the edge, listening.