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MAUSOLEUM

BORN OUT OF THE WORSHIP OF THE PRIMORDIAL GODS OF DEATH METAL...

MAUSOLEUM

Rob Yench – Bass, Backup Vocals
Craig Stiles – Guitars, Lead Vocals
Chris Demydenko – Drums, Backup Vocals
Adam Kegg – Guitars, Backup Vocals

During the dark, sultry days of August of 2001, a new living dead nightmare arose from the already zombie-cursed hinterland of western Pennsylvania that George A. Romero had made utterly infamous in the abhorrent, grue-dripping annals of horror cinema in 1968. It was then that, amidst the almost post-apocalyptic atmosphere of Johnstown – that dreary and now rust-devoured “Furnace of Hell” of years past, which had fulfilled 19th-century America’s ravening hunger for steel – was begotten the filthy and foetid monstrosity that is … MAUSOLEUM.

The horror of MAUSOLEUM has risen from the tomb once again !

Those savage and stripped-down death cults like DEATH, NECROPHAGIA, ENTOMBED, OBITUARY, and, of corpse, AUTOPSY, and raised upon a steady, and steadily unwholesome, diet of Horror in any and all of its appalling incarnations, from novels and comics to films, in particular, gut-munching zombie chunkblowers, MAUSOLEUM exists simply to vomit forth hideous death-reeking sickness into the very face of the stale and sterile “technical death metal” drivel of today. The macabre death-rattling morbidity that is scraped off their mortician’s slab, with its loathsome gore-shrieking vocals, its doomful cacophony of down-tuned guitars, and its barbarous drum bludgeoning, is a disdainful anachronism: a throwback to those fiendish days of yore when death metal was new and noisome and nasty

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