Chicago blackened death grinders Immortal Bird will be doing an upcoming US tour. They will be doing songs off of their new album Empress/Abscess, out in late June. The album was tracked by Pete Grossman (Weekend Nachos, Harm’s Way, Dead In The Dirt) at Bricktop Recording in Chicago, Illinois earlier this year and mixed and mastered by Colin Marston (Gorguts, Krallice, Nader Sadek, Atheist, Origin etc.) at Menegroth, The Thousand Caves in Queens, New York. Empress/Abscess includes a guest appearance by John Hoffman of Weekend Nachos and finds former drummer/vocalist, Rae Amitay, trading in her drum stool for a full-time position at the mic with longtime live drummer, Garry Naples (Novembers Doom) taking her place.
Immortal Bird 2015 Western Migration Tour:
Apr 27: Diamond Pub – Louisville, KY
Apr 28: Turn One – Nashville, TN
Apr 29: Vino’s – Little Rock, AR
Apr 30: Ozzie Rabbit Lodge – Fort Worth, TX
May 02: Lost Well – Austin, TX
May 03: Nesta – San Antonio, TX
May 04: Sandbox – El Paso, TX
May 05: Flagstaff Brewing Company – Flagstaff, AZ
May 06: Yucca Tap Room – Tempe, AZ
May 07: The Hub – Colton, CA
May 09: All Star Lanes – Los Angeles, CA
May 10: Moonlight Lounge – Albuquerque, NM
May 11: Flux Capacitor – Colorado Springs, CO
May 12: The Bourbon – Lincoln, NE (w/ Inter Arma, Yautja)
May 13: Hexagon – Minneapolis, MN
May 14: The Wisco – Madison, WI
Empress/Abscess Track Listing:
01: Neoplastic
02: Saprophyte
03: The Sycophant
04: To A Watery Grave
05: And Send Fire
Earlier this year Atlanta’s Dead In The Dirt dropped a sonic maelstrom of grinding mayhem and emotional catharsis with their album, The Blind Hole (Southern Lord). Ghost Cult’s Matt Hinch posed some questions to band mouthpiece Blake Connally about the band, the album and life in general. He was only too happy dig in.
Oh my dark lord, what just happened? 25 minutes ago the world made sense. Now all I know is pain. I feel everything yet I feel nothing. My body is broken. My body is weak. My mind feels distorted. But something flows within me stimulating every fiber of my being. I feel surrounded by darkness. Something burns with euphoric clarity. Am I even breathing? I can’t move. Am I trapped or am I free? It’s becoming clearer. I’ve been assaulted. Violated. Forgotten. My skin is coarse. And cold. I am alone. I feel…I feel…Dead In The Dirt.