There was a time when we divined the future out of tea leaves and coffee grounds (tasseomancy), a time when we ritualistically porked one another to achieve a greater sense of being (sex magick), a time when we stacked sticks and let them fall to try to find the right path (Rhabdomancy), and there was a time when we just said “fuck it!” and blasted some righteous occult metal tunes because the tea leaves told us not to fuck ourselves into oblivion while facing north. Oof!
Well, trusted metal folk the time for blasting the new Absu, titled Abzu, is now. It’s true we could (and probably should) get an earful of magickal advice from Absu’s drum/vocal sorcerer Proscriptor McGovern on the best methodology for transcendental flesh-on-flesh fun, but we’ll leave him alone. For now. We’ll just let the music walk the walk.
The Stream can be found over here.