With riffs and lyrics as bleak and crushing as a Michigan winter, Blackened Doom outfit Temple of the Fuzz Witch bring a unique take on the genre. The Detroit three piece blend multiple styles and influences into a sound completely their own.

Four-piece stoner doom innovators Hashtronaut launched into orbit from their Denver-based Mission Control in the summer of 2020, fueled by inspiration from a hazy string of jam sessions during the darkest days of the pandemic. Seizing the opportunity to play live the minute they could, it only took a few gigs before they’d solidified their reputation as trailblazers in the scene, and the rest was history. With a distinct sonic identity that channels classics from Black Sabbath and Thin Lizzy to mainstays of the modern canon like Windhand and High On Fire — as well as their own collective love of the sweetest leaf of all, vintage gear, and walls of speaker cabinets — Hashtronaut’s galactic tones have spread to the farthest corners of the universe, earning them a diverse and growing fanbase both on and off this planet in short time. Keeping momentum at an all time high after releasing an EP and sharing the stage with legends like Pallbearer, High On Fire, and Bongzilla, Hashtronaut are preparing for their biggest year yet. With that said, their first LP, “No Return”, was released on 3/22/24 to high acclaim, hitting #3 on Doom Charts. As well, a slew of tour and festival dates are planned for the imminent future. There’s never been a better time to experience Hashtronaut’s colossal riffs and driving rhythms in the flesh, and get immersed into an intoxicating and pummeling journey through time and space.

Lexington, KY is known for strong drink and fast horses. After listening to Crop, you'll agree it should also be known for doom! A Four piece onslaught that is both party and pain in equal measure. Crop is deliberately honest in their identity. Soulfully rasped vocals scratch at familiar woes adrift in music that's thick as (black) tar. A sonic onslaught that is describable with only one word, heavy. The ship is sinking, the lifeboats are rotten, and there's sharks in the water. Might as well have a drink. Crop is party music for the damned.

We are Shaun, Jason and Tom. We are TRAGIC TIMES.