FULL OF HELL burst forth with incredible force 15 years ago from the small,
dagger-shaped town of Ocean City, Maryland. Over five albums, and countless splits, EPs, singles and noise compilations, they have evolved with
extraordinary speed, their music has become increasingly intricate and technical without ever slowing down or losing its soul.
Everything on a FULL OF HELL album feels like a blur: smeared guitars, harsh noise shaken like gravel in a sack, singer Dylan Walker's growl and bite carrying him into space or into the earth's core. They are intertwined, nested, impossible to penetrate, and they move with frightening speed. They have now reached terminal velocity.
Having created their own context, they are now able to walk around in it, exploring their terrain, visiting distant corners and seeing who is nearby.
"Coagulated Bliss" sounds like FULL OF HELL, but it's not like any FULL OF HELL record that came before it. These songs are leaner, less angst-ridden, more interested in opening up than speeding up. It's an extraordinary and unexpected evolution in the sound of a band that has made a name for itself with fast metamorphoses, and it's the logical end point of everything FULL OF HELL has done so far. (Source: Bandinfo | Translation: Feierwerk)
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