Chicago drone-doom veterans Buried at Sea haven’t had much chance to enjoy the cult following they’ve developed since parting ways in the mid-aughts. The shows on their current west-coast tour are their first since 2011, when they played the Alehorn of Power festival—and at that point, it’d been nearly seven years since their previous gig.
The hugeness and density of Migration make it sound thrilling and terrifying even today, which is saying a lot considering the exponential gains in prestige and popularity that doom metal has enjoyed during the past ten years. The album is like the ash column from a colossal volcanic eruption, towering into the upper atmosphere and slowly getting bigger as the sky gets darker. You know you’re fucked when it reaches you, and there’s no point in trying to flee, but some part of your brain can’t help but get off on just how hair-raisingly awesome it is.
