Photo : Witchrot on Bandcamp

Bands break up for all sorts of reasons, many of which are personal enough that the general public doesn’t need to know about them. It is, after all, nobody’s business if a few musicians no longer want to write or perform together because they can’t get along. That’s the sort of thing that can be kept private.

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Unless, of course, you’re Toronto metal band Witchrot. Witchrot isn’t worried about any of that shit and are here to tell you exactly why they will no longer be working together.

Screenshot : Witchrot on Facebook


Screenshot : Witchrot on Facebook

The Facebook post, which went up on Sunday, shows a smashed guitar marking a pile of snowy trash like a tombstone, cradled into Ontario liquor store bags in a perfect artistic statement about the end of a band. The text, though, makes everything much clearer , informing the reader that Witchrot is finished “due to the unfortunate reality of our guitarist fucking my girlfriend of almost 7 years ...”


A band member named Peter made the post, promising that, despite setbacks, he will “continue the band in another space and time” because “being ripe with hate the music is slowly flowing and without a doubt will become the most devastating, torturous music I have ever created.” He adds, as a coda: “Also our drummer died ...”

Whether any of this is true or not—and let’s hope the P.S. tribute to Witchrot’s late drummer isn’t—it’s still one of the most impressive odes to a band’s end ever seen. Still, Witchrot doesn’t want you concentrating too much on the attention-grabbing farewell note. A post from last night, likely made in reaction to break-up announcement’s traction, implores: “Focus on the music you fucks!”


Screenshot : Witchrot on Facebook

This is really hard to do, but, sure, the music: it’s pretty good! The recordings are a little too rough to appreciate the textures of the Sabbath-y riffs, but it’s solid stuff, psychedelic but grounded . Basically, it’s the sort of music you might like to go hear in a live setting if it wasn’t for the, um, extenuating circumstances making that impossible.


[via Consequence of Sound]



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