New Band: Fire in the Cave

She didn't look quite as good the next morning...

There be metals both black and sludgy here.

So, the temptation is to describe Fire in the Cave as blackened sludge and be done with it.

But it’s just nowhere near nasty enough.

Imagine the burly euphoria, ringing riffs and atmospherics of early Baroness laced with blackened vocals and tremolo-picked passages rather than the claustrophobia and bilious ear-rape of, say, Wolvhammer.

The Floridians have a two-track self-titled EP on Bandcamp that is a real grower, especially if you happen to like  the idea of a slightly more unhinged Baroness.

As much as I have banged on about a certain Savannah, Georgia band, there’s a lot going on in this 16 minutes that marks Fire in the Cave as one to watch.

And while black is perhaps among my least favourite metals at the moment (it’s edged out for the wooden spoon by power metal, oh and tech-death), the blackened aspects do give an intriguing flavour. Like charcoal on a steak, if you will.