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Closers are hard to get right, but Slomatics don’t want you to think they have a cliff-hanger fetish. It’s great to hear a band that understands how album composition works. “Into the Eternal” is the homecoming track, the spiritual summit we’ve been climbing since we hit play. I want Slomatics to hit me with whatever they’ve been saving since “Ritual Beginnings” already!Īnd when the Slomatics hit you, they hit like an asteroid. “Supernothing” continues the chanting vocals and chugging riffs, although at this point I‘m really feeling the build-up. And when the vocals start chanting “LORD AND MASTER,” you can’t help but feel that they’re talking about producer Chris Fielding, whose sound engineering takes the riffs to all kinds of new heights. The next two tracks (“Rat Chariot” and “Supernothing”) are definitely meant to be experienced live, probably during some kind of riff-worshiping space cult. The tension could be cut with a guitar pick, and the riffs that follow leave no illusion that you’re about to enter the belly of the beast. Listening to it made me feel like I was back in grade school, reading about some ancient battle between the gods, a feeling that stayed with me throughout the next track (“In the Grip of Fausto”).īut every good story needs its mellower moments, and Future Echo Returns finds its own in the A-side closer, “Ritual Beginnings.” Even the most tranquil track on this space doom odyssey can still make you feel like you’re in a black hole. Marty Harvey’s vocals are epic on this track - literally.

But my inner doomer didn’t start jumping for joy until “Electric Breath,” the first big highlight of the album. It drops plenty of references to their last LP, 'Estron’ (2014). The first track (“Estronomicon”) is a great introduction to unfamiliar with Slomatics. Top-notch production that could put NASA to shame results in the Belfast-based rockers’ tightest album to date.

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‘Future Echo Returns’ (2016 - Black Bow Records) is that journey, a 45-minute ride through a universe full of chugging riffs, pounding drums, and soaring vocals. Far too spendy to build a spaceship and fly to Mars, of course, but that doesn’t stop Belfast’s SLOMATICS from skyrocketing straight into the cosmos on rocket-fueled riffs. Doom metal is all about heaviness, and nothing can be heavier than the vastness of outer space.