Razgruha – Circle of Bastards EP

Three intense minutes of old fashioned grindcore coming from the Bulgarian capital

razgruha circle of bastards

Artist: Razgruha

Title: Circle of Bastards

Release: Digital 

Year: 2015

Label: Self-Released

Sofia’s grindcore veterans Razgruha return with their latest offering—a blistering set of three old-school grindcore bangers that collectively clock in at just over three minutes. Short, sharp, and unrelenting, this is a ferocious ride that leaves no room for filler.

The cover artwork alone sets the tone: the Ukrainian heavyweight boxing legend Wladimir Klitschko delivering a devastating knockout punch to Bulgarian pride, embodied by the battered face of Kubrat Pulev. It’s a tongue-in-cheek yet pointed choice, mirroring the band’s unapologetically confrontational music. Like Klitschko’s punches, Razgruha’s grindcore assaults are precise, brutal, and leave a lasting impression.

Musically, Razgruha delivers exactly what you’d hope for—no-frills, old-school grindcore that hits with the force of a freight train. The blastbeats are relentless, the riffs are razor-sharp, and the raw, guttural vocals drive home their unyielding DIY ethos. The production is intentionally rough-’round-the-edges, capturing the essence of grindcore’s underground spirit while ensuring every chaotic element is clear enough to pummel you with full force.

Lyrically, Razgruha doesn’t hold back, delivering punching, socially aware messages with the same uncompromising intensity as their music. It’s a package that feels as much like a statement as it does a sonic experience.

If you’re a fan of no-nonsense grindcore with an old-school approach, this latest release from Razgruha is well worth your time. Clocking in at just over three minutes, it’s a quick but powerful burst of energy that reminds you why grindcore is such a force to be reckoned with. Play it loud and let it hit you square in the face.

we hate music
no labels
no contracts
no merchandise
fuck off and die
no scene
no trends
we don’t like you
we hate your music
we hate your kin
fuck the kids
fuck the scene
no fake unity
no webzines
no sponsors
no distribution
quit your bands

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