SARCÓFAGO

SARCÓFAGO: THE ROTTING ANTICHRIST OF THE SCOURGE

Forget tasteful nostalgia. Sarcófago’s name is back above the stage and the intent is exactly what it should be: desecration at volume. Gerald “Incubus” Minelli is dragging the old filth out again with a set built from the records that made Sarcófago untouchable to generations of black, death and war-metal maniacs.

You can expect that trademark Sarcófago noise returned to the loud and disgusting conditions it belongs in: sweat, feedback, ugly riffs, blastbeats and a room full of unchained bestial degenerates.S

upport comes from Dāmim, London’s long-running blackened death-metal deviants, bringing their own strain of intricate and visceral hostility to the bill.

IF YOU ARE A FALSE DON’T ENTRY