20 BUCK SPIN
Tomb Mold’s journey to the top of the death metal dung pile has been steady and grotesque, like the inexorable crawl of plump white maggots squirming from the bin you kept forgetting to empty. Rather than wallow in fetid familiarity, The Enduring Spirit saw the Canadians inject their savage OSDM with sticky,
stringy gobbets of prog. The results were as compulsive as they were gruesome; odd, silvery melodies illuminated the album’s sticky crevices while patches of unnerving spaciousness made the stagnant air almost breathable.