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MARROWBONE
s/t CS



01. Black Box
02. The House I Live In
03. That Keeps Me Here
04. The Chase, The Sweat, The Fear
05. Omega
06. Loadbearer
07. These Hands
08. Severed
09. Tapeworm

Marrowbone is a 3 piece heavy experimental post punk band from Dublin. Music does weird shit at the intersection of dark, metal-tinged bass lines, jumpy basement rock, and caterwauling vocals. A clattering seance in the weirdo woods for anyone with wounds to lick, heads to bang, arses to shake, or fascist systems to give their two fingers to.



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Released December 19th, 2025.

Limited to 50 tapes.

Recorded at Last Light by Shaun.
Art by Slime Lines.
Mastered by Jack at Enormous Door.



Reviews

Marrowbone of Dublin first shared their debut demo three years ago; new versions of its three songs feature, alongside six more, on a self-titled cassette album released by Tapes Of Wrath. Without whom I might have bypassed this entirely, or assumed ‘Marrowbone’ was (as the name sounds like) a band of old fellows who consider Fleetwood Mac to have ended when Peter Green left. Hardly! They are in fact a trio of DIY punx playing wickedly clanging/driving gothic anarcho gear with hints of noise rock and post hardcore, and my near-total lack of background knowledge has only piqued my interest further.
Marrowbone deliver punk orthodoxy to a point, with stirring powerchord-y hooks at songs’ cores often as not, but those cores are garlanded with structurally strange segments and jarring time changes, to say nothing of vocalist Meyler’s perma-anguished siren call vocal. They also chuck in bits which don’t fit the archetype, like the ‘90s Dischord band’ style wheedling guitar on ‘The Chase, The Sweat, The Fear’ and the almost Balkan-sounding guitar melody on ‘These Hands’. In terms of recent releases (that I happened to be mad for), I reckon people who liked Sublux and Leucotome’s debut tapes would also like Marrowbone’s, but there’s some Fugazi and Drive Like Jehu in there too to make everything less routine, and also better.
- The Quietus