### Moloch: Demo 2007

#### 05/02/08 || Kampfar

Moloch is the name of a Hebrew god/demon (Wikipedia didn’t know which foot to stand on) once worshiped by shitty lots of people in or around the Middle East. He was so popular, in fact, that the authors/junkies responsible for penning the bible, in their pursuit of making Jehovah the only god, found it necessary to banish his name and promise brimstone and spiky penetrations to those continuing to suck Moloch’s mighty penis. I’m no fan of Hebrew gods of any kind, let there be no doubt, but as a Viking I have to cheer a god/demon abandoned by that filthy rat Jehovah.

Golf applause

Hail Thor with the atomic grenade launcher!

In the real world, all according to The Metal Archives, there are 8 metal bands named Moloch, most of which seem to play black metal and habitat somewhere in Eastern Europe. This Moloch, however, checks on none of the above, as it is safely located in the UK and plays sludge metal exclusively.

But before I head onto the music I would like to use this paragraph to pour some praise over the lads for digging up one of the best samples I’ve heard for an intro. It’s simply ace. In a cold, informative voice it lists up the rules you have follow if stupid enough to end up on (US) death row. It sounds fucking horrible to be frank, so it is safe to say it sets the tone for the following sickness and deprivation just as red wine, roses and rape drugs do for sex. And it is short too, much like the average cock size of rapists.

Syrup, filthy fucking syrup containing led, now that is one fine way of putting into words how this band sounds like. I rule, and so does Narcissism. Anyway, to this syrup you add a vocalist proper sick, wounded even, and, above all, mighty stoned. This guy may not scream on the top of his lungs, adding lots of energy at it, but the rest of the band would have a hard time finding one better to follow their flow if he OD’d on them. Of that I am certain.

The A.I.D.S of sludge is jam nonsense, which means incoherent bullshit going nowhere with only a decent buzz to sport, if that. I’m happy to report Moloch isn’t one of the diseased, as it’s obvious they had an idea, sort of a vision before pushing play and record. And this leads me to fingering the ass of whoever committed this demo to plastic, and most so because of the fantastic bottom it sports. I swear that if you play it loud it has the potential to take pictures down from your wall, maybe more.

Whoops, I can taste sperm again.

I’m not madly in love with this band just yet but this being their first demo promises it could happen before too long. The only worry I have, apart from them OD’ing on me, is if they are able to dig up enough strong riffs and ideas for a worthwhile full-length, as the three songs here doesn’t offer much variety. And I’m not asking for eunuchs and trombones, I’m just asking them to think it over.

But this is a demo after all, and on that account it is fucking ace.

- Information
- Released: 2007
- Website: Moloch MySpace
- Band
- Chris: vocals
- Rob: guitar
- Craig: bass
- Dan: drums

- Tracklist
- 01. Green pills
- 02. Mirror fucker
- 03. Epidemic