Thus armed, SACROSCUM soon transcended musical means and become a philosophy for the two, which can be broken down thusly:
SACROSCUM can be music.
SACROSCUM can be a mirror.
SACROSCUM can be a judge.
SACROSCUM can be a knife.
SACROSCUM can be whatever you want.
But, ultimately, SACROSCUM is whatever the fuck we want it to be.
After some recording sessions in their rehearsal room, they created eight pieces of musick which were then released under the title of Stillbirth, courtesy of UNHOLY PROPHECIES in 2016, on cassette tape. Everything "do it yourself" from beginning to end, Stillbirth came from raw, primal aggression, setting down SACROSCUM's foundation for death, dedication, disgust, and what lies beyond all these. But now, with the imminent release of their debut album, Drugs & Death, SACROSCUM are primed for their most bountiful ejaculation of filth and hatred - the fullness of their cumming, as it were. Recorded at the band's rehearsal studio and mixed and mastered by Fabi Krapp at Ruins Rust Studios in southern Germany, Drugs & Death is yet another staunchly DIY affair, but this time, the band have dialed in their most destructive material to date, simply taking what once was, adding some unexpected elements and making it what once will always be: truly, DRUGS & DEATH.
Nine anti-anthems, 41 minutes of foulness, SACROSCUM never stop the madness, and heartily encourage you to finally drink yourself to death but with a smile on your face. "Do it..."
