Stooping in a rotting throne of dead oak, casting her black thoughts to the stars, burning cold over the glacial wilderness, she reaches her withered hands to the sky, cold, eternal night, vast above the deep winter forest. What warriors have spilled lives out in offering to these old gods, this brooding vast land? Come, the longboats are unfurling cruel sails to the north wind, fire and death is their destination, blood and glory their reward...
Old Witch is in was conceived over the last few years, one riff at a time, and will be playing in Toronto very soon...
I am seeking a band that understands Doom means not only Sabbath riffs detuned all to shit, or endless drones, and that Black Metal can be played slow, heavy and open. These songs are quick demos, but if they move you, if you want to play like this, if you play bass, drums or keyboards and want to summon the elemental spirits of the North at massive volumes, then join me...