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Olde combine an intensity with pure fury for their third album Temple. Their first release The Gates of Dawn established them as a band akin to Clutch albeit more slowed down and more intense. I, their second album, saw the band wrenching more towards their own sound and succeeding with grittier vocals and instrumentation. Olde is Ryan Aubin on drums, Greg Dawson and Chris Hughes on guitars, Doug McLarty on vocals, and Cory McCallum on bass.

Doug wails with the passion of a drunken barbarian searching for his next prey on opening track “Subterfuge”. Greg and Chris’s guitars compliment Corey and Ryan instruments to doomed perfection. A legitimately harmonious section consumes everything soon after letting your mind catch up to everything until a vicious rage extinguishes any beauty created. “Now I See You” is sludgier in every aspect. Everything is gnarled “now scream for mercy” by Doug. The entire experience is akin to your entire subconscious being pressed tighter and tighter until you flatline. “The Ghost Narrative” acts like your first heartbeat bring you back into reality. All of your blood, feelings, and emotions are flooded back into you and your full of a kinetic energy. Title track “Temple” is by far the most doom filled exercise on the record. It’s powerful, collective, and brooding and sets the scene for the rest of our journey. “Centrifigul Disaster”, “Maelstrom”, with a stunt solo by Ryan Aubin, and “Castaway”, with a guest solo by Simon Talevski, continue with the foundation brought with “Temple”. Each moment moves at a snails paced instrumentation intertwined with an almost off balanced vocal style that’s, to me, like being trait deep within a blizzard screaming and continually moving to keep your heart going through arctic depths that can lead either to a dwindling life that ends with a frozen corpse. Or a life saving safe haven where you can continue living. But, that’s the strength of this record. No matter what it never stops kicking. It never tires of life’s miserable glory.

Richard Murray

POW! Magazine

I've been interested in music since a very young age. I was prone to ear infections when I was a baby and after long sessions with a doctor it was determined I would be deaf at a very early age from scar tissue. As a result my mother when play avant-garde music to me so I could hear a myriad of different sounds before that happened. Much to everyone's dismay, I could hear perfectly after the ear infections ended. But, my mom had inadvertently been put on a path of musical enlightenment. At 14 my 20 year old sister was attending Modest Mouse in Omaha, Nebraska with The Shins as an opener. I begged her to take me with her and she decided that would be my birthday present and took me. I was completely blown away by the experience. I wanted more and more of any live music I could find. But...living in Wellington, Kansas my options were a tad limited. I attended Weezer, Nine Inch Nails, Ladytron, Placebo shows but I was getting bored with everything mainstream. But everything changed when The Kills rolled through Kansas City. Seeing their dirty, smoke filled performance at The Midland Theater led me to look up more bizarre bands and further down the rabbit hole to finding newfound favorite such as Wolf Eyes and Slint. I began studying how exactly each genre made me feel. How each song sets a mood and tells a story. When I was about 26 I began writing for The Burning Beard. A doom, sludge, and heavy metal magazine based out of America and England and began my writing career. I met Dennis Gonzales at the 2014 Austin Psych Fest and we made a friendship centered around music. The next year we met again at the same festival and which led me to telling him about how I'd begun writing. He was interested to read my stuff and after a very short conversation he decided to let me on as a writing for POW! Magazine. Through his guidance my music spectrum as broadened significantly and I look forward to what I can hear in the future.