From Iceland — Í Sporum Annara

Published August 18, 2015

Logn come screaming through the gates with a vicious noise attack egged on by a pair of voices battling to out-aggress one another, like two demons in thumbscrews howling insults at their tormentors. The instruments flail about in a barely controlled cacophony of pure punishment and bestial beauty. While the songs are based in grindcore, their manifestation is a streamlined, even melodic form of powerviolence. The result is as crushing as Logn’s endless ideas are interesting. Fitted within the context of their blunt-force live performance, these tunes are guaranteed to produce an outpouring of pores, along with a collective catharsis of the crowd every time Logn burn down their backline on stage.