Spy Fiction Folds in Ready Streets

from To The Concrete Drifts

March 17th, 2017
5 tracks
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To The Concrete Drifts
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Spy Fiction Folds in Ready Streets
FELL RUIN
"The rails of sweat and power sprawl... goodnight. Serpent, born of men, the focused point slithering tracks to prey abound. Seal of sand keeper of the bounty dreaming in six shooter clench. Dreams of pale horses whom design high hunt. A game of chase and redemption resolve... taste of lead fills our grail, vultures careen above in anxious pursuit. Fortunes dealt with avarice recite. Too many fathers leaving bread trails behind for sons and daughters echo forks in the route in chance we convict. Spy fiction folds in ready streets antique people on guard they stalk and bare arms. Fashioned in rust, mechanized are the limbs Precious cargo our shadows nailed thrice. Vertically aimed and steady pull hard silence grips the scene. Spy fiction folds in ready streets antique people on guard they stalk and bare arms. Vessel of the arsonist, counsel of discord. To concrete drifts, I succumb. I succumb. To the concrete drifts, I succumb. Spectres reveal and boast of prelation a toast to the sunken ship vessel of the arsonist. Counsel of discord, embellish hideous shell for the occasion calls. Sulfur accost the lungs for maiden swallow. Framed silhouettes serenade the procession To the concrete drifts, I succumb."
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"Hailing from Michigan, USA, FELL RUIN debuted in 2015 with “Devices”, a promising EP through which they started refining a personal metal formula that was described as “a potent combination of black metal, progressive metal, and heavy, grinding doom — ominous, perilous, and mesmerizing”.

“To The Concrete Drifts”, FELL RUIN's sophomore release and first full-length album, is an ever evolving metal soundscape of dark, surreal narratives that sets the bar even higher thanks to gigantic structures, acoustic interludes, unexpected bursts of death metal, guitars like broken glasses cutting flesh and bone, and an omnipresent black-doom aura wrapping everything up and almost crossing the borders with sludge metal. FELL RUIN's songs liquefy under scorching black metal riffs, in an unrestrained progression into the fray. Crawling towards insurmountable peaks of vehemence, they congeal around melancholic, compassionate melodies, suggesting a definitive abandon to the billows of living.

With “To The Concrete Drifts”, FELL RUIN have spawned a cathartic construct, an epic, existential lore centered by avant-garde architects creating their grand design and succumbing to the trials, tribulations and adversities faced in the pursuit of transcendence."

Released March 17, 2017


CD: I, Voidhanger Records
Cassette: Graven Earth Records

Credits

August Krueger – Drums
Jeff McMullen – Bass
Robert Radtke – Guitars
Brian Sheehan – Vocals / Lyrics

Art and layout by Brian Sheehan / LGRDMN.