Metal maniacs, rejoice! I am proud to present to you: APTERA; signed via Ripple Music, hailing from the glory of Germany, performing Doom/Sludge/Stoner Metal, on their debut album, entitled: "You Can't Bury What Still Burns" (released June 17h, 2022). Since formation in 2019; the quartet from various countries have only released an EP entitled: "Aptera" (released September 13th, 2019), and their debut full-length studio album entitled: "You Can't Bury What Still Burns" in their discography so far of which I am introduced to. 8 tracks ranging around 40:41; APTERA arrange an intricately designed formula on some heavy-hitting Doom/Sludge/Stoner Metal developments.

Opening up with this rampantly rompy groove-bomb harmony; "Voice Of Thunder" distills a chiseling foundation in blistering barrage frenzies in flamboyant melody & reverberating rumbles that tremble with riveting rhythm amongst an amplified adrenaline in boisterously bouncy hooks that thunder with punchy weight. This progressively technical remedy ramifies with vehement versatility on utilizing zestful thuds, sturdy tightness & sulfurous chugs from guitar/vocalist Michela Albizzati. Vibrantly potent tones slay with doom injected sludginess, where slow meatiness forges a hasty conundrum in striking pursuit and hazy distortion. Showcasing some nimble substance & organic persistence, rapidly swift solidity surges with speedy gallops amongst a hybrid experimentation in dexterously dynamic momentum that's rather vigorous. "Selkies" manifests with more gnarly crunchiness while steamrolling with piercing slabs of rollicking maelstrom stability, synergising with a dark element in implementing ravenous yet monolithic tempo and a fierce firepower ability in bulldozing walls with berserking chunks of profusely robust trembles that will roll heads in a banging daze of ruthless but distinct calamity.

The vocals supply with throaty raspiness & uproarious soars that shouts with yelling gutturals and grumbling growls, bellowing intensely like a barking beast hungry for flesh blooded bone. High-pitched bestiality fabricates a bleeding but blasphemous shroud that unearths some spellbinding patterns of ominously jarring animosity, intertwined with this thumpy bass audibility from Celia Paul who venomously unravels with flickering flair amongst a rambunctiously stompy vivacity on rawly rough rigor. "Mercury" smears with smoky stoner rifts while piledriving smacks from hammering drummer Sara Neidorf batters her set with steely precision & revolving snares of scouring wallops that pummel with pounding integrity. "Unbearable Stain" adds a catchy but bludgeoning fervor while mythical majesty morphs with this atmospheric contrast in desolate but droning synthetic that makes for a distinguished buoyancy for immersive sake, while concretely gritty pandemonium unleashes some viciously salubrious volatility which makes for good but steady ruggedness within an exuberant elegance in measurable material greatly.

A flexible fundamental in radically wicked bombardments creates a foreboding fervor on savagely sinister songwriting musicianship, where this prowess of strong triggers quakes with groundbreaking kicks and malignant laceration that meticulously towers with sonically seamless twin attacks from 2nd guitarist Renata Helm. "Cosmosis" rips with unruly virtuosity on quintessential mayhem & some blackened clouds of foggy mist merged vapor, where smoggy cavities envelope a mystifying musical clarity. An intriguing fusion of this transforms with some thrashy velocity & stampeding rampages for good measure, as "Days Of Void" subjugates speakers with symbolic retribution & poignant instrumental expertise. A throttling sensation riffs with stagnant yet mellifluous euphony, detailing a diligent emancipation in cathartic but archaic archetype in enriching oozes of ruinated residue.

The penultimate banger "When The Police Murder" materialises with an imaginative background on total warfare that leads to nuclear mischief, think of ongoing gangs intruding on their parade just for brutal sport while the extreme aggression never wants to end - instrumentally chiming with resounding resonantes on monstrous sounds that will beef bodies and muscles with wondrous thrill. Overall concluding "You Can't Bury What Still Burns" with the finale epic: "Nephenthes"; a long 8 minute ritual of cavernous grunginess and beatdown masquerades, this momentous yet magnificent smear of tremoring perseverance marvelously provides some justifiable attributes in the subgenres at best play, while the bottom line compels me to say that APTERA delivered a hefty but enjoyably entertaining experience that surely deserves discovering. Worthy of spinning & re-playing a good couple of times, do check it out should you fancy a healthy dose in Doom/Sludge/Stoner Metal wizardry.