Little Dutch doom-death band Doomcult have been lurking around for 10 years, releasing three albums that haven’t earned them a large slice of mainstream notoriety. Starting life as the solo project of one J.G. Arts, Doomcult has been a vehicle for expressing J.G.’s adoration for the classic Peaceville-era sound made famous by My Dying Bride, Anathema, and Paradise Lost. Early albums played out like a love letter to the 90s Gothic-doom sound, with long, meandering compositions wallowing in chronic sadboi dysfunction. Fourth release, Sacrifice All Life, finds J.G. still running the show, but this time he brought in a vocalist to help round out the sound. The overall sonic blueprint has also been tweaked to incorporate more aggressive tempos and a greater death metal element to anger up the doomy musings. This makes for an interesting collection of tunes with a surprising amount of in-your-face heaviness and extremity.
Opener “Necromancer” wastes no time waking the dead with big, burly riffs. It feels more like High on Fire or Orange Goblin in spirit than classic doom-death, and the Peaceville-loving days seem a million miles away at first. Soon, roof-rattling leads that cleave closer to death metal ride roughshod as new vocalist Rens van Herp (or possibly J.G.) delivers booming death gurgles while someone (J.G., I assume) offers clean, thrash-like shouts. It’s quite effective, and those mid-tempo dino-riffs are impossible to resist or ignore. This is some satisfyingly heavy, forceful noise. I especially like how similar the clean vocals are to Bob Mayo of Wargasm. “Consciousness” cleaves closer to the early Peaceville days with mournful, depressive harmonies laying Gothic flowers on the gravesite as large, ugly death roars dominate the field. The aggressive elements soon resurface, and the dual-vocal attack pays dividends once again. The spikes in tempo keep the nearly 7 minutes moving and grooving, and there are interesting ideas sprinkled throughout the corpse broth.
The real acid test comes with the 15-minute album centerpiece “Sacrifice.” At times, the music reminds of classic Candlemass, and at others it invokes the raw, early days of Paradise Lost and Cathedral. It’s a study in how to hold a listener’s attention over a long period via slick songcraft. Tempos shift at key moments to break things up and keep you on your toes, and time becomes meaningless. Some segments are scuzzy death-doom, others read classic epic doom, and a few isolated bits stink of funeral doom and even stoner booty-shaking. All this is accomplished with very simplistic riff patterns and very little in the way of decorative harmonies. You reach the halfway point before you know it, and the ebb and flow carry you along effortlessly. I’ve seen far better-known and respected bands tank on songs this long, so it’s a wonder how well Doomcult pull it off. They even uncork blastbeats toward the finale, finally unchaining the guitar to noodle and spew. It’s a aural geyser of cathartic release. The goods keep flowing with the caveman-simplistic, but hooky riff-rolling of “Barbed Wire,” and “All Shall Fall,” which nods to Novembers Doom and Cemetery as well as olde Paradise Lost while delivering a massive truckload of prime riff beef to your doorstep. Could I do without the album closing with a re-recording of a song off their debut? Sure, but it provides a nice comparison point for where the band started and where they are now. Does the album feel long at 57 minutes? Not really. I assumed it was a 45-minute platter and was quite surprised when I saw the actual length. That’s a feather in their cap to be sure.
With J.G. handling almost all the guitar work, all other instruments, as well as the songwriting, lyrics, and backing vocals, this is his baby, and he deserves the lion’s share of credit for how effective and listenable Sacrifice All Life ends up. Sure, the shouted cleans are one-dimensional and don’t always work as well as they could, but that’s a minor niggle in the wake of the things that do work. The riffs make this album seethe and bubble with energy, and there’s way more fire and fury here than any doom-death platter should be allotted. If it’s Rens van Herp doing the death roars, kudos to him, as they’re massive, raw, and primal, giving the material all the heaviness it needs. The real star of the show is the songwriting, which manages to use fairly simple, stripped-down music to make long-form compositions pop and sizzle. Not an easy task, but Doomcult do it well.
Sacrifice All Life is another easy-to-miss release you likely won’t hear much about, but it definitely deserves attention. It isn’t doom-death, and it isn’t death-doom, but it sits somewhere in that inky blackness between the genres, and it packs a big wallop. I’ve been spinning it over and over and keep finding new things to appreciate. I’m now investigating their back catalog and studying up on this little Cult that could. You should too. Be a joiner!
Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 6 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Meuse Music
Websites: doomcult1.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/doomcultmetal | instagram.com/doomcultband
Releases Worldwide: July 17th, 2026
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