Evidence Of Immortality Conan

• 1 A Cleaved Head No Longer Plots 10:23
• 2 Levitation Hoax 05:30
• 3 Ritual Of Anonymity 03:36
• 4 Equilibrium Of Mankind 08:23
• 5 Righteous Alliance 08:35
• 6 Grief Sequence 14:29
• Total Runtime 50:56

Info for Evidence Of Immortality

Hear the roar of battle. Smell the stench of spilled blood. A thousand heads piled high like a grim mound of suffering. England’s doom metal masters CONAN strike back again! Following their much acclaimed 2018 full-length, Existential Void Guardian, and their Live at Freak Valley record released just last year, the trio is gearing up for the release of their fifth studio album, entitled Evidence of Immortality.

From colossal opening track 'A Cleaved Head No Longer Plots', CONAN’s upcoming magnum opus will overrun you like a steamroller. The British kings of brutally heavy slowness put their down-tuned pedals to the limit, crushing ears and minds when huge, rumbling chords and riff beasts muscle their way in over lances of infinite distortion. On tracks such as 'Levitation Hoax', CONAN showcases their trademark sound combined with uptempo, fierce riffage, and a pounding, impulsive groove in epic Caveman battle doom grandeur, before the song drags you into a safe, deep black hole. Second album single, 'Righteous Alliance', emphasizes that CONAN are the masters of their craft, while Jon Davis spits his lyrics over the uber-synchronized power chord changes and tempo shifts of the anti-holy trio of bass, drums and guitar. Evidence of Immortality was recorded and mixed by Chris Fielding, was mastered by James Plotkin, and also sees former band member Dave Perry performing on 'Grief Sequence'. Bow down and hail CONAN, as their sound will live immortal on the battlefield of doom, and their new album will be the ultimate Evidence of Immortality!

Chris Fielding, vocals
Jon Davis, vocals
Chris Fielding, guitar
Jon Davis, bass
Johnny King, drums

Conan
are as heavy as interplanetary thunder amplified through the roaring black hole anus of Azathoth. Remember that sentence, for it is writ large in virgin blood on the walls of the forgotten temple of Bol-Krastor, deep in the steaming forests of forgotten Lemuria. Conan, a monumentally brutal three piece (in the grand tradition of all the hallowed three pieces through time) hold a sinew-tight line and an iron-grip command over the uber-synchronised powerchord changes and tempo-shifts of the anti-holy trio of bass, drums and guitar. Two weary yet defiant men have the task of vocalising wretched thoughts over the turgid weight of Conan’s metalized bombast. They bear it well, for the task is immense.

Conan are touring to promote their latest offering EXISTENTIAL VOID GUARDIAN (2018 – Napalm Records) and have so far delivered apocalyptic heaviness throughout the USA / Canada / Australia / New Zealand / Russia / Japan and of course Europe. There is nothing heavier, there ARE none heavier. Strap in, focus, ready your defences, Conan are coming to a show near you …

Hear the roar of battle. Smell the stench of split blood. A thousand heads piled high like a grim mound of suffering – a blasphemy to nature.

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