Rotgut are back with a new booze-fueled offering of sonic fury!

Seattle-based black n' thrash n' rollers ROTGUT are back with a new booze-fueled offering of sonic fury. Mere months following the release of their debut EP, 24 oz Cantrip, ROTGUT returns with 8 oz. Cantrip.

The band comments on their newest 4-song dose of debauchery, "Before ROTGUT was formed, we still wrote music in our concrete, lightless hell. Raw, dogged, but not yet Rotgut. Four tracks that kick-started the oeuvre. We’re bringing them out of the dark so they can rot in the light of day."

Stream the band's debut, 24 oz CANTRIP on Spotify, Apple Music and Bandcamp. The EP is also available as a limited-edition VHS style cassette. 

Born fully formed, screaming, and covered in goo out of the dumpster behind DaVinci's pizza on Merrick Road, a horned figure scrambled blindly through piles of empty paint cans, ceramic vases, and angry cats in order to move undetected. He found refuge in a musty old cellar. After pulling his foot loose from the bucket he had stepped in, he closed the heavy steel doors
behind him. 
 
Wiping the thick blanket of dust off a 30-rack of Genesee Specialty Cream Ale, he schemed. He was cursed with the knowledge of an incantation: a spell that would bring Nyarlathotep, the Crawling Chaos, into this world. He wrestled with the thought while crushing and tossing another empty can. The ritual required great rigor and perfect focus, but he was exacting.

He chanted. He chanted and chanted. The ceiling groaned and cracked. Polyvinyl dust plumed and swirled before vanishing into imperceptible motes. He drew sorcerous glyphs in the air with two fingers outstretched. The walls trembled with a sickening low rumble. Bracing his hands firm against his ersatz altar — a Playskool Mighty My Size Table and Chair Set — he ignored the throbbing in his head and steadied himself.

A spiraling portal ripped into reality. Out spilled two bumbling homunculi, fully formed, screaming, and covered in goo. This wasn't right! The pair stumbled and scratched their way through the cellar, bleating, squawking, and tearing through nearby cases of Natty Daddy like vultures to carrion. He pondered for what seemed like hours over the pyramid of discarded beer cans and the now-empty bottle of Old Grand Dad he had chanced upon halfway through. What could have gone wrong?
 
The cellar burst open. Darkening the door was a group of hulking, hazmat-suited figures. At once, the three slickened homunculi grappled one another in a long and futile struggle to get on their feet. They shouted in a panic if they were "being detained" until they were eventually tased into unconsciousness.
 
For fans of: Ghoul, Witchery, The Haunted, Gwar, Converge, The Crown, Midnight

BIO:
Assembled against their will by a faceless shadow organization in the Winter of 2024, Rotgut was bound by a great purpose: to form an extreme metal band, inspired by crust punk, rock ’n’ roll, and classic schlock to shred wanton across the greater US and parts beyond.

Stream / Buy / Download the album on Bandcamp

ROTGUT is:

FD - Guitar and Vocals
C19 - Guitar and Vocals
AX - Bass and Vocals
El CC - Drums

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