You may notice I didn't post any recommendations for December of 2025. That's because I don't have any. I had a couple of new releases in my spreadsheet but I didn't listen to them. I was too busy going through the rest of the year to pick out more important albums for this post (December 2025 Playlist); my favourite albums of 2025. It's kind of a Top 25 of 2025 but broken up into a top 3 within a top 10 and then another 15 or so. I valued my time even more this year and dismissed a lot of bands and/or albums quickly and mercilessly. If I don't connect with it, gone. I'm done "trying" to like things. And I don't have to apologize. The albums/releases below represent what did connect with me. Easily and repeatedly. Matching frequencies. Some albums just happen. Some albums become part of you. Some part of you for their runtime (with residuals). Some become part of a memory, a particular time or event. Some become part of you forever. There's a bit of all that to be found every year. Here's what found me in 2025.
My 10 Favourite Albums of 2025. On any given day I felt like this was the best album of the year. Did I feel it THAT hard? If the answer was yes...
AAWKS - On Through the Sky Maze: I saw AAWKS play at least one song from this album months before it came out. "Celestial Magick". They had just shot the video and were SO freaking excited to talk about it. I was too! (Heavy on the Cosmic) was great and I had no reason to believe On Through the Sky Maze wouldn't be too. But it was even better! Bringing in a new bassist ("Grimepup") gave AAWKS a cool new element in his demonic screams and extra filth. That new vocal dynamic really made a difference. Otherwise AAWKS as a whole simply got better. The riffs are just a bit cooler, the vibe is just a bit more psychedelic but also heavier, it hits just a little harder. Psychedlic doom sums it up pretty well. They'll beat you over the head with a flower and the resulting dream trip comes blasting out the speakers. Their use of samples on Sky Maze is very well done. Perfect even. Sky Maze feels more like how it felt seeing them play live in a wine cellar. One of those straight-from-the-amps, on the floor, no monitors shows where the world ceases to exist outside those walls. That's how it feels listening to On Through the Sky Maze; like nothing else exists. I listen to music to block out the rest of the world and I listened to On Through the Sky Maze more than anything else in 2025. What does that tell you? That it's likely my favourite album of the year. Why this isn't at the top of every doom fan's list is beyond me. Dynamic and trippy, heavy-ass psych brilliance.
Dead Meadow - Voyager to Voyager: There's a big sentimentality factor at play here. Bassist Steve Kille passed away from cancer in 2024 but not before laying down his bass tracks for what is arguably Dead Meadow's best album to date. Time will tell but I've got zero complaints. The title track is based on the Voyager spacecrafts but also about connections between voyagers. And I mean, it really hits when you think of the completed album as a message to Steve. From one voyager to another. Even if the late Mr. Kille was still with us this album is mind-blowing regardless. As every Dead Meadow album is, but still. Like AAWKS above, Dead Meadow and this album become all that's necessary to exist when it's playing. Being a long time and literally instant Dead Meadow fan I can feel all the years pulled into one. Tell me "Not The Season" doesn't sound like it could have been on Howls From The Hills for example. I think about music in terms of frequency and Dead Meadow is always tuned to a frequency that resonates with mine. Over decades they've honed this sense of flow, of airiness, of cool that lifts a weigh off my shoulders and hypnotizes me into a state of calm and contentedness. Anxiety fades away and all is good. Voyager to Voyager is so good that I bought the CD AND the vinyl. Psychedelic stoner rock doesn't get any better than this. (okay, maybe Colour Haze.) I do hope they keep going with a new bassist (outside of the few shows they've done since Kille's passing). Or Jason Simon and Mark Laughlin keep going in some capacity because their talents are too good to lose. Take the voyage.
Rwake - The Return of Magik: There are few bands that tear my body apart from the inside out and Rwake are one of them. That sounds visceral, and it is, but it's a beautiful viscerality. I might have made that word up. It fits though. This Arkansas sludge-with-twists outfit took their time bringing this album to us. Their last effort, Rest, was released in 2011. It was more than worth the weight, oops, wait. Besides, Rest was enough to keep me occupied for way longer than 14 years. When you listen to The Return of Magik and feel its density, its scope, its primal heaviness and raw, almost cosmic emotion twisting and churning and expanding and contracting, the time between albums becomes irrelevant. I really wish I wasn't so shit at discerning lyrics though. I'd also have to write them down to make sense of them. Which is a shame because I haven't seen a lyric sheet anywhere and I know this shit is DEEP. I can make out that much. I can feel that much. Rwake has always been that way. I enjoy their long compositions that move and flow from ethereal and thoughful to earth-splitting sonic assaults with abstract, poetic lyrics that tickle my nervous system. The title track especially reshapes my atoms. It's crazy. I mean, I just found the lyrics for that one and goddamn there's a lot to unpack there. Spiritual and philosophical in ways that feel true in ways too complex to explain here, or fully comprehend even. Feeling. That's what it's mostly about. Rwake makes me FEEL. Pain is simply an intense stimulus interpreted by our brain. Pain is an energy necessary for balance and survival. For me, The Return of Magik is all about energy. As a reflection of life, multi-directional and multi-dimensional, some of that energy is painful. Rwake take the painful and pleasureable energies to craft psychedelic sludge masterpieces as complex and interconnected as the captivating album cover. This album has definitely been woven into my being. I am grateful for its existence and thankful to its creators.
Conan - Violence Dimension: All the friggin' time when I'm on reddit someone in the doommetal subreddit will post something about looking for FUCKING HEAVY bands, not necessarily in those exact words. Every time, without fail, someone brings up Conan. With good reason! Conan are FUCKING HEAVY! Tuned down to the floor with hammerblow riffs driving a permanent sense of turmoil and dread, Conan crack the very firmament into a million jagged shards, blowing a hole in the event horizon into the abyss. You cannot escape the Violence Dimension.
Goya - In the Dawn of November: I've been a Goya fan for years. Their style of sludge appeals to me very much. It doesn't hurt that I'm almost the exact same age as frontman Jeff Owens (+/- a day I think) and I seem to connect to his lyrics quite a bit. At least the ones about like, depression and stuff. Maybe not being in love with a corpse. This album has a nice of mix of "fun" feeling and definitely not fun. It kinda comes down to the riffs too though. These riffs are cool, dudes. The tone is bonkers too. Gnarly. Conan-level gnarly at times. Those solos can rip too!
Hell - Submersus: Oh, sweet Satan, what could be heavier than Conan? HELL!!! Hell, Submersus could be the heaviest album on this whole list. Earthquaking, bone-breaking, brain-smoothing heaviness. Plodding riffs and feral screams send shivers down your spine and stimulate baser senses. It's not pure oppression however. The second half of "Gravis" shifts the gloom and doom into more choral territory. Harmonized monk-ish voices chant as one imagines the world ending outside the cathedral walls, fireballs raining from the sky. Meanwhile, peace inside. Accepting fate. That's why we listen to heavy, nuanced blackened sludge doom laced with tortured emotion. To feel at peace on the inside with chaos and suffering all around.
M.E.L.T. - Innervate/Obliterate: And now for something completely different. I not even sure how to classify Pittsburgh's M.E.L.T.. High-energy psych-leaning garage/fuzz rock with plenty of ambition? Like a more acidic version of The Atomic Bitchwax. A little crazy but tight as fuck. I tell ya, when those rippin' riffs and fucking sick bass grab hold of you, your body will move. It will groove, it will sway, hips will shake, heads will bob, toes will tap. It's impossible to remain still. It's just incredibly fun to listen to while letting the dynamic tunes directs how your mind and body move through the ether. It's one of those albums that sounds less serious than it is. It's a little kooky at times but that's what's so great about it. A seriously and deliriously great time.
Turtle Skull - Being Here: Until the vocals come in on the title track that opens the album you might think it was another Dead Meadow song. That's where the "pop" in the "psych doom pop" comes from in the descriptor on Turtle Skull's bandcamp page. Their bright and soothing creating a care-free feeling with something of a nostalgic edge. Fuzzed-out guitars generate waves through the flowerchild atmosphere of "Apathy". Even a song like "Heavy as Hell" with its drony, dark riff is lifted up by the harmonized vocals. I mean, take a look at that artwork. It's pretty cool, mate. It captures the music too. Complex, balanced, flowing, trippy, grounds you in the present. Let go of distraction and be here, with Being Here.
Verona Florrist - Verona Florrist: Having just wrote about Toronto's Verona Florrist in November words are not coming easy. Part of that is this debut album of powerful and psyched-up doom/sludge has a tendency to leave you speechless. The way things ebb and flow and swell and blow your hair back is tremendous. It's hard not to get hypotized by this aura of cool creativity. The kind of cool that's cool because it's not trying to be cool. These are dynamic songs from musicians that were pretty fuckin' locked in when I saw them live. Vocalist/guitarist/songwriter Joe Narducci obviously put a lot of effort into this but it feels so effortless to listen to it. Debut album of the year in my opinion.
Witchcraft - Idag: Ah, epic, '70s-inspired, folk-tinged proto-doom from one the biggest names in Swedish stoner rock. You could say they helped shape the sound of European stoner rock as a whole as recognizably distinct from their US counterparts. As I've read elsewhere, Idag has all the elements that make Witchcraft the band they are. Wicked tone, powerful face-making riffs, and a mix of Swedish and English vocals crystallize with fluid percussion and psychedelic atmosphere. It's heavy but at the same time you feel like your feet aren't even touching the ground. I hadn't actually listened to Witchcraft in a while but Idag is so invigorating that it shines a brighter light on their whole body of work. How much better would knowing Swedish make it!
Here's where I highlight my most expensive purchase of 2025, especially in dollars per minute. But the digital purchase is Name Your Price.
That would be the very limited lathe-cut 10" vinyl for Uncle Woe's Folded in Smoke, Soaked and Bound. 17 minutes and 18 seconds of doom and gloom. As with most Uncle Woe releases you can feel this fog and general greyness hanging in the air. The solo section on "One is Obliged" can spiral you out of the darkness in a way. It's hard to fully escape at any time with the desperately emotional vocals firmly but gently grabbing hold to lay you down amongst soft mosses in acceptance while a dance of emotion plays out with a backdrop of light and shadow. It's a dense listen, the air made thick but tone and ambiance. Like most Uncle Woe releases, for me at least, it's oppressive but it feels the world world expands outward from your core.
The best of the rest.
Budos Band - Budos VII: Funky instrumental rock centered around a slamming brass section! Not all sax though so I really dig it! Noir movie soundtrack feel but more fun. Listen here.
bunsenburner - Reverie: Slightly weird, heavy-psychic, instrumental stoner rock building momuments of sounds in your mind. Listen here.
Causa Sui - In Flux: More instrumental stoner rock with a heavy psychedelic element. They'll pack a punch and send you on a voyage. Listen here. Or on El Paraiso Records' Youtube channel.
Danko Jones - Leo Rising: This power trio continues to just flat out rock, baby! Listen here.
Dhyana - Four releases!: This Louisiana one-man instrumental sludgy drone doom outfit makes music for practicing Mahayana Buddhism with. Which I do! 2025 saw four great volumes Mozhao, Arahant, Mu, and Madhyamaka. Listen to them all on Bandcamp.
Dope Smoker - Seven releases!: A banner year for the repetitive stoner trio. An EP, The Wolfe and its instrumental version, LXST CΛSSXTTX and its instrumental version and its "purple version", and finally DOOM SHOP and its intrumental version. They've brought in hip-hop influences (and guests) to spice things up from the usual tweaking of their old standards. You either get it or you don't. Listen to them all on Bandcamp.
Futuropaco - Fortezza DI Vetro, Vol. 2: Kind of like Budos, Causa Sui, and bunsensurner all rolled into one. Instrumental, percussion-driven, synth-laden, and psychedelic funky fuzz. It's a retrofied beauty of a soundtrack to a movie that's only in your mind. Listen Here.
Hawklords - Faith: This long-running Hawkwind offshoot has been quite active lately! Epic psychedelic space rock and I love it! Listen here.
Kungens Män - Resande i rockmusik: Would you be surpised if I said this was more instrumental psychedelic stoner rock? Well, it is. And it's worth your time. Listen here.
Miss Mellow - Dancing Through The Earth: No sophomore curse from the psychy, funky, krauty, stoner sounding Miss Mellow! Think sort of like a German version King Gizzard and the Lizard Wizard. Listen here.
Mizmor and Hell - Alluvion: A massive collaboration between two titans of blackened sludge doom! Although I do need to spend more time with Mizmor's own separate release. Listen to Alluvion here.
Honourable mentions to Naxatras, Soufly, Biohazard, Space Witch, and Year of the Cobra.
Stay tuned to this space right here for Playlists of my Favourites of 2025!
In order of release (sort of) Favourites of 2025
Favourites of 2025 in Order of Love (coming soon)
Favourites of 2025 in Order of Love Full albums version (coming soon)
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Monday, January 12, 2026
2025: My Favourites
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Sunday, June 1, 2025
Album of the Month - April 2025: Conan - 'Violence Dimension'
Greetings, fellow voidfillers. I'm going back to Album of the Month for at least April. I'll note some other releases at the end but Violence Dimension from the mighty Conan definitely stands above the rest of the pack. The Mizmor/Hell collaboration stands pretty fuckin' tall but I'm not here to pit them against each other. Plus, the collaboration needs to grow on me to understand it's depth. Conan however, Conan has already put me six feet under and pushin' up daisies. It's fuckin' killer. I'll want to dig into the lyrics but if we're being honest I mostly enjoy Conan for the pure sonic bludgeoning. Being buried in fuzz. Vibrating with tone. Beaten senseless. Taken to a dimension of violence.
I'm pretty sure the Violence Dimension guitarist/vocalist Jon Davis is growling/yelling about is in some way the one we're living in. Earth on this plane at this time. Certainly feels like it anyway. I've come to realize that I either connect with an album and it's sound, or I don't. And I won't. The frequencies don't line up. I don't resonate into violent frequencies all the time. There's enough of that in this dimension. In a fight fire with fire kind of way, my shield against violent waves is itself made of violence in sync with MY frequencies. That's where Conan comes in. There are all kinds of violent music. Hyper-violent. Black, death, grind. Not the right frequency (most of the time). Crushing, hulking, muscular, fuckin' doom-sludge worthy of the Barbarian's name is a most effective defense. Anytime. Every time.
What isn't as consistent with Violence Dimension - at least compared to their previous three albums - is the man wielding the bass. This time it's former Fudge Tunnel bassist David Ryley. Chris Fielding returns solely to the producer/engineer's chair for this effort. Thank the gods he didn't abandon Conan completely. I don't think Conan would sound like Conan without him in that position. So what does that mean for the new album? I haven't worked that out scientifically, comparing and contrasting details of sound and performance and atmosphere across years of material. But my gut, my real brain, my gut said "capital Fuck Yeah, bud."
Maybe I didn't anticipate the frequencies of Violence Dimension lining up with mine so perfectly, or something, but when the hammer dropped on this bad boy the energy shot right through me. It felt more vigourous, more powerful, more effective than I was expecting for some bizarre reason. It gave me marching orders. As if drummer Johnny King issued a command. "We're fucking shit up with sonic energy. Get on board." Then boom! By the time we hit "Total Bicep" the sprint towards battles of warfare and death is downright lustful. Rage and heaviness and thunder and a fucking doom drop that takes you to your knees drags you to your feet again for a weary march to the next encounter.
The next encounter being the title track. It's a more subdued affair. At least at first. The nine-minute track starts with more space, somewhat majestic, not unlike the album cover. Still massive. It plods through its midpoint, drawing energy, expanding dimensional sonic horizons in waves of droning chords. Punishing gravity returns in the tracks later third, with a beastly growl at that. A track worthy of identifying the collective material.
I could go trying put sounds into words for more of the eight tracks but you get the idea. I've been a remorseless Conan fan since at least Monnos in 2012 and I've never lost faith so I don't know exactly why Violence Dimension hit me so hard. I won't complain. Aligned frequencies, I guess. Low, pulsing, menacing, tense, frequencies. I'll get carried away again here. I can't recommend this enough especially if you're already fond of sludgy, heavy as all fucks doom. Worship!
Also recommended from the April collection of releases: Mizmor/Hell - 'Alluvion', Action & Tension & Space - 'New Dimensions', Ponddigger - 'Nocturnal Hymnal', and Blackwater Holylight - 'If You Only Knew' EP.
And as always, every release I listened to in April all wrapped up in my April Spotify Playlist. The first 80 or so tracks are all from my seven favourite bands. The new release stuff starts after that.
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
Metal Matt Recommends: Week of March 27 - April 2
I'm trying something new. Every so often I'll take what the last.fm generator makes for my collage, even though it's not an accurate representation of what my last week of listening was, and say a few words about each one. Sound like fun? I hope so. And I hope this gets me to pay a little more attention to Kingdom of Noise. Anyway, let's do this!
Blood Ceremony - Lord of Misrule (March 26, 2016 on Rise Above)
This album is fantastic! Somehow their previous album, The Eldritch Dark slipped right by me. I've yet to go dig it up because I can't stop listening to this one! Few bands do the "retro occult rock with female singer" thing as well as Blood Ceremony. Alia O'Brien is just one facet of what makes this album so good. The riffs are smooth and catchy, the mood is perfect, and O'Brien's double threat wins on both sides with her powerful voice and folky flute. Not to mention the songwriting. There have been days I've listened to Lord of Misrule on repeat from the time I wake til I turn in for the night and I was just as excited about it at the end of the day as I was at the beginning. This one's going to put up a good fight for Album of the Year.
Amon Amarth - Jomsviking (March 25, 2016 on Metal Blade)
Good ole reliable Amon Amarth. I named Twilight of the Thunder God my favourite album that year. They keep making new albums but they don't keep topping my list. See, at the time it was the first I'd heard the band. They were fresh and new to me and I loved it. But three albums later it's not fresh or new anymore. I still enjoy them but churning out album after album of the same stuff doesn't always work for me. It might for many but maybe I'm just not fun. Melodic death metal about Vikings and stuff is cool and all, and I don't even know what they could do to change it up, but it's getting stale at this point. Truth me told, I have enjoyed Jomsviking more than Surtur Rising and Deceiver of the Gods.
Conan - Revengeance (January 29, 2016 on Napalm)
CAVEMAN BATTLE DOOM!!!! Can't put it more plainly than that. Heavy as Hell doom battered out with epic screams and bellows carrying between the mountain peaks. They've picked up the pace a bit on this one, moving away from their stereotypical slow and steady march. Or at least the march you expect. No matter the pace Conan are great and Revengeance has become my go to album for when I can't decide. It delivers for me every time. It's bloody massive and I love it!
Black Cobra - Imperium Simulacra (February 26, 2016 on Season of Mist)
This duo can bring it. Punishing sludge with a sort of punk energy and tendency for violence. Their aggressive style gives the listener a thorough beating. Take High on Fire, the Melvins and the spastic nature of noise rock and blast it out of a tank as it flattens humanity before it and you get the idea. Black Cobra were supposed to play locally a couple years ago with Black Wizard and Anciients but they didn't get across the border. Man, that would have been a killer set. I love this kind of stuff live. My neck and back have different ideas though. It's been a few years since they've released an album but Imperium Simulacra makes the wait totally worth it.
Rotten Sound - Abuse to Suffer (March 25, 2016 on Season of Mist)
Who doesn't love Rotten Sound, right? Losers, that's who. They've long been a band that doesn't believe in reins and just lets it fly. Explosive grind with nuclear capability that knows when to slow down and let the heaviness do the torturing. Vengeful vocals tough enough to break down all defences. If memory serves correctly Abuse to Suffer is a little more controlled in general than 2011's Cursed and 2013's Species at War EP. But that doesn't mean the bone-breaking tone and bath salt-equivalent extremity don't make me want to dismantle the world with my bare hands. Because that's exactly what I want to do.
Church of Misery - And Then There Were None (March 4, 2016 on Rise Above)
I admit I wasn't all that into Church of Misery until now. Bear in mind that was more ignorance than distaste. I just didn't listen to them much. I've got a split around here somewhere. And neither was I much for Repulsion. Same. I might have heard Horrified a couple times. So I wasn't as excited as many when word came down that Scott Carlson was taking over vocal duties for a revamped lineup for And Then There Were None. But damn. This is killer shit. About killers and shit. I knew to expect that much. Slow jammed, Sabbath influenced serial killer stoner doom that goes down smooth and leaves a warm feeling inside from veteran musicians feels pretty good to me. Now it's time to dig in to that back catalog.
Wormed - Krighsu (March 25, 2016 on Season of Mist)
On Twitter I said Krighsu was like "I'm hurtling through a wormhole screaming about cool, interesting stuff but you can't understand a fucking word!" That was my first impression and it still holds. I just can't get with this kind of tech death. I just can't. I didn't like the latest Gorguts either. Or Obscura. Or just about any of the super-technical, piq-squeely writhing ball of space maggot stuff that falls into this style. Have at it though. I'll stick to Archspire. I can handle them.
Rotting Christ - Rituals (February 12, 2106 on Season of Mist)
I don't have any real knowledge of Rotting Christ's work before Aealo but I love that album. Kata Ton Diamona Eaytoy didn't stir up the same emotions for me. I can't say Rituals does either but it's pretty much what I expected from the Greeks this time. All their stylistic touches are present and accounted for and it's those Eastern and folk touches that set the band apart. They've got a massive sound lush with melody and power fit for crushing the enemy. It's the kind of black metal that makes you feel alive. The more I listen the more I like it so I have a feeling it will stick around my playlist for a good while.
Wytch Hazel - Prelude (April 22, 2016 on Bad Omen)
It's a fun album if not exactly the sort of thing I listen to regularly. Fairly dramatic, clean vocals, traditional heavy metal sort of thing. Not Maiden clones but he does hit some high notes. The press materials paint Prelude as a mix of Jethro Tull, Wishbone Ash, Thin Lizzy and NWOBHM. I can't argue with that. Based on medieval influences and sporting a sense of grandeur often found at LARP events, there's all kinds of uplifting moments. It's pretty good stuff for the style but there's only so much of it I can handle in one sitting.
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Saturday, January 12, 2013
AOTY #28: Conan - Monnos
I must admit I am a sucker for tone. If you have the right tone, I will get on my knees and kiss your feet. I'll have to do just that if I ever cross paths with Conan. Their album Monnos has tone in spades. The warm textures brought forth by their monolithic riffs could ward of hypothermia better than the thickest coat of furs. The resonant frequency with which the drone and sludge emanates matches the vibration of mine own body and mind. The crushing riffage and (largely) chanted vocals elevate Monnos to another plane. Conan will lure you in with a hypnotic slo-mo groove only to deliver a knock-out punch with a shift in drum tempo or a roundhouse riff. One could use all manner of cliched adjectives to describe the glory of Monnos, but one thing is for certain; this album is as muscular and epic the band's namesake. Tremble weaklings, before the mighty Conan!
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