Review: Temple Of The Fuzz Witch ‘Apotheosis’

Sharpen your blades for this ripper! It severs into your neck causing a lacerating effect throughout the membranes of your nervous system. This album has all the aesthetics to land this band in between a few genres. It shifts with an upward tilt of blackened doom while centered with powerful black metal vocals. The squawking about which genre this band will end up in isn’t even halfway over, because, in fact, it’s just begun.

While I found myself immersed in the murky imaginary of Temple Of The Fuzz Witch, I visualized ‘satanic panic’ in surround sound. After the fourth song Bow Down hammers us backwards on upside down crosses, my personal favorite from the full-length is to be found. If not a legitimate band from Bergen, Norway, some bands could stand to undergo some severe scrutiny for exploiting their music culture.

It doesn’t stay blackened for long though, and knee-deep into the third release from Detroit’s deadened doom and I can hear boards crashing together as percussions. Black metal’s place in doom metal is something we’ll have to take up with Venom to be frank.

It severs into your neck causing a lacerating effect throughout the membranes of your nervous system…

Whether or not this band is from downtown Detroit is something I don’t wish upon my worst enemy. I’ve had some experience from starting obscure, heavy underground bands in Detroit when I formed Barbitchuwitch. If there exists such a place where one too many standoffish, territorial pricks exist at once in a dilapidated ex-war zone and had the available time and space to come and stand for one cause, this exit is it brothers.

Now, I don’t always recommend cheating and skipping to the end of an album, but for the purpose of this review, I will do just this. Ironically, it’s going to be another Ripple Music band this happens with because I am catapulted into a dark whirlwind of hazardous metal with flying pentagrams and debris headed straight for me. If we survive The Fuzz Witch, we will walk out survivors of one of Mother Nature’s deadliest disasters riding the Grim Reaper’s hearse through the pits of darkened despair known as Motor City. You can count yourself safe with Apotheosis.     

Label: Ripple Music
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Scribed by: Spring ‘The Strutter’ Chase