Labels: self released
Review by: Kunal Nandi
Crikey, pass the cottonbuds, I’ve got some filth to scrape out of my lugholes! Gowl is a Connecticut trio that have made a joyous little beauty of downtuned, super-heavy grindcore that is positively caked in shitty disgustingness. I will throw out (up?) a comparison to Australia’s Roskopp though Gowl are not as splatteriffic, but there’s still that demented, slightly loose chaotic feel that moves it away from Nasum territory to something much more human. The singer has a great low guttural roar too. Hell yes to this.