Siegen, Germany’s Wolves Carry My Name bring their own brand of crusty sludge metal that is pretty spellbinding. Their new album, Black Earth Tongue, is about 30-minutes worth of thunderous riff-work and head-banging fury. 

The album is the follow up to Amongst Ruins and Ashes (2012) and basically everything that needed some improving on the band’s overall sound has been, as well as the production—which has been significantly beefed-up. The vocals sound much better as well as the drums; both in production and in technicality. The drum composition is actually one of the standout things about this band for me in a big way.

One of my favourite things is how brilliantly titled everything is. It’s not easy to find bands in this realm of music that really throw everything they have into their titles. Although there aren’t lyrics on the Bandcamp, I would not be surprised if their lyrics were just as on par. 

Some of the songs on Black Earth Tongue take a minute to really come into their own but, in most cases, there is a consistent flow of heavy grooves that will keep you coming back.

While some of the songs can be a tad slow burning, feature guitar solos are blistering. The first big time standout track on the album is Six of Swords, with its colossal guitar work that will definitely ensure the album’s replay value. But the one track that really brought the album from pretty good to great is Wormwoods, which brings on an airy guitar line and then viciously sets the space it just created ablaze in a beautifully furious fashion. 

The closing track, an instrumental called Tamam Shud (roughly meaning ‘ended’ or ‘finished’ in Persian and may be a reference to a famous unsolved death case) is a pretty damn solid choice for ending this record—it borders on post-rock in some ways, but I consider that a compliment. 

Bottomline? This album made a fan out of me and I can easily say I would recommend this band and album to anyone who’s a fan of sludge.


Strange Fires is an eclectic, visually-oriented music blog. Written and curated by Colorado-based musician, writer and artist Doran Robischon for the past six years, this source draws from a mix of contrasting genres in the name of fluid exploration.