Lurching from doom to sludge to punk to drone and into spiritual styles, Batpiss produce a rigid and unyielding cataclysm of dirge rock. You may have heard the dulcet tones of Batpiss's 2012 debut self-titled cassette or 2013 LP Nuclear Winter. Both were blasted across your local community radio station, and Nuclear Winter quickly shifted two pressings while the band toured the shit out of Indonesia and Australia and welcomed a fresh son to the family.
Recorded over five days at Melbourne's Cellar Sessions studios and produced by Max Ducker, Biomass delves deeper lyrically into the darker nuances of human existence; daily life experienced on the street, personal and domestic issues, demonic revelations and supersonic dreamscape.
Sonically, the LP steps away from the raw directness of previous recordings, whilst retaining the succinct three-piece aural punishment that Batpiss have got so many props for. Biomass is disinterested in dying a quick, clean death or playing to any perceived standard; it simply captures a band willing to explore the parameters of heaviness, emotion, story-telling, and power within its 3 sided pain-cage.
