Ulcerate possess a very unique sound. An ether creeping through a forest on a far away planet. A forest that would appear dead to those not equipped to see it's beauty. Life disguised as decay. Death's dreams, aurally incarnate. A rogue wave filled with anesthetized daggers knocks you into the most congenial coffin, and this is what you hear as you fade out with a smile.
There, I tried. All pretentiousness aside, this band kills. That guitar...wow. Heavy stuff. Brian Rossini
New Zealand technical death outfit Ulcerate have often been praised for their innovative genre approach—but six albums into their discography, there's even greater strength in their consistency. Bandcamp Album of the Day Dec 20, 2016