Rorcal
Heliogabalus

PLAY EVERYTHING LOWER AND SLOWER.

This must be the motto in the Rorcal household.

An unknown Swiss band, with one album and three EPs to their name, in 2010 they embarked on what would be their consecration or eternal oblivion. Most likely, the former.

And so we arrive at "Heliogabalus". A single, very long track (a whopping 70 minutes) characterized by heaviness and slowness.

A journey so dense and intense that it could challenge even the most seasoned listener. Exhausting, oppressive.

An album that is the extreme taken to the extreme. Damned sludge-doom at 20bpm (if we want to exaggerate), over which sits a voice coming directly from our personal hell, dragging us down and slowly suffocating us. Drone-industrial interludes that make the earth tremble. A single (or almost single), unique riff that repeats cyclically, without the slightest variation, or at least not a perceivable one.

A shovel full of shit, in short. Exasperating (exasperated) and suffering, with an almost masochistic pain, at the end of which you want to take another turn, aware that your survival is not so certain. An experience that buries the listener, forcing them to struggle and toil painfully if they want to reach the end unharmed.

It's hard to convey such a hostile, devastating sound experience in writing. At this point, I can only tell you that:

1) If you love the truly definable extreme

2) If you are not scared by repetitiveness taken to the extreme (in a positive sense)

3) Nothing else, but just two points seemed ugly to me

This album is for you.

Inner death.

At very few bpm, of course.