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Molosser
Molosser
Gutter Prince Cabal
To Be Released: May 11th, 2026

Rating: 8.5/10

“The name and the cover artwork, no doubt, portray the sound of the band in a totally voiceless manner. Looking at the image, you know what happens next. There is no guesswork, no theatrical presentation, no flair, no fun. It’s a knife-to-the-stomach level of seriousness that teems with martial discipline and hyperaggressive tendencies.“

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1 – Strychnine Hill
2 – Ogre Column
3 – Vengeance Manifest
4 – Indomitable Force
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New Zealand is home to a dense concentration of intense extreme metal bands, ranging from absolute sonic warfare to high-precision technical death metal. The range of sound encompasses the primitive club-wielding barbaric assault of more confrontational and chaotic acts like Diocletian and Heresiarch all the way to the torrential storm of scalpel-sharp riffing through acts like Blindfolded and Led to the Woods and Ulcerate. For a nation of only 5.2 million people, the scene is more lively, more violent, and more active than many other substantially larger nations. Regardless of the band, the national identity in terms of sound is one that offers zero compromise, no shelter, and an endless rain of nuclear bombs.

Enter Molosser. There is not much known about this New Zealand five-piece death metal act, there is no history attached to the band, it is, at this time, a faceless terror. Their self-titled debut EP is a stark 18 minutes, consisting of four songs, released May 11th, 2026, through Gutter Prince Cabal. Being compared to acts like Caveman Cult and Diocletian should immediately interest anybody who worships the anthropophagic frenzy of primitive, yet highly efficient, death metal.

The name of the band and the EP, coupled with the artwork, should lead people into directly understanding what they’re going to be listening to. A Molosser is the ancestor of the modern Mastiff. A canine whose great size, strength, and ferocity would see it let loose in battle by the Greeks, the Romans, and the Spanish Conquistadors. A pack of these beasts could disrupt opposing calvary, inflict psychological terror, and remain athletic enough to move with a standing army across great distances. It was a terror in close quarters and exceptional over rough terrain where horses typically couldn’t navigate, an unarmored, underprepared individual would not want to be on the receiving end of one of these animals.

The name and the cover artwork, no doubt, portray the sound of the band in a totally voiceless manner. Looking at the image, you know what happens next. There is no guesswork, no theatrical presentation, no flair, no fun. It’s a knife-to-the-stomach level of seriousness that teems with martial discipline and hyperaggressive tendencies.

‘Strychnine Hill’ is stripped-down attack of hammer-blasts, deep downbeats, and fierce riff phrasing. It pulses with barbarousness, scathing, morphing into various phrases of mid-tempo primitive death metal. The song tears into a tremolo run braced with machine-gun blasting, a shift in tempo offering contrast and chaos. Towards the end of the song, buried deep in the fog of war, is a hint of melody off the guitars, faint, but animated.

A stark change of pace starts the commanding ‘Ogre Column,’ a massive onslaught of grinding riff structures and atomic drumming. “War metal” is such a broad, encompassing term that covers a colossal amount of auditorial ground, but Molosser capture the essence in an almost pure state. It is one thing to write about war, death, combat, but to convey it properly through layers of sound is something of exceptional creative skill and talent. ‘Ogre Column’ radiates dark destructive power, there is a slight element of groove, a slight element of deliberate structuring, in an otherwise militaristic display of simplified riff phrases and rhythm-centric drumming. The band moves tempos in a manner that induces a sense of turmoil.

The short spasming chaos of ‘Vengeance Manifest’ burns and flares for a short duration – less than three minutes – a compact visceral assault. Whammy bar screams wail like horrified spirits overtop staccato palm-muted chord stabs. The song builds from a slower intro phrase into a storm of blasting and back into a more idle state until its death.

‘Indomitable Force’ is a slow crawl through trench hell. Pure putrid doom death. The atmosphere reeks of primitive density and methodical composing, creating a structured chaos. The early phrases consist of sparse clean guitar, morphing into chord shapes and progressions that ring for what feels like an eternity once the distortion kicks in. The slow war march of the drums stays consistent, merging with simplistic riff structures, creating a pulsing strobe of down-tuned meaty tonality.

 There is a physicality to this style of death metal. Earbuds, small speakers, headphones, that’s okay, but it’s robbing you of the sheer body, dynamics, and presence throughout the EP. Large speaker systems will have that added punch off the heavily embellished downbeats and the beautiful bass drum presence that turns white hot during segments of blasting.

Production mimics what is conventional for this particular strain of death metal. Deep, bassy, and refined. Not articulate, not sterile, but not sloppy, disjointed, or raw. It is a modern interpretation of the old-school war-themed death metal acts of New Zealand and beyond. The guitars are crystal clear with a full body and demanding presence, drums pound with martial rhythm and pace, bass is sonically saturating, and the vocals are an indecipherable guttural vomit of the most militant caliber, balanced yet pronounced in the mix.

Molosser provide an intriguing contribution to the violent death metal architecture of their native homeland, producing an effort that will certainly spread its poisonous message to locales around this shitty planet. Violent, barbaric, and primitive, a mold-breaking effort that doesn’t overstay its welcome, a great example of a release worth spinning several times in a row.

Fans of Diocletian, Heresiarch, Primitive Warfare, Death Worship, and the ilk, are put on notice.

Label: Gutter Prince Cabal
Band: Molosser

AJK