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Wretched Blessing blistering Deftones Covers: A Blackened Hardcore Riot!

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Wretched Blessing releases intense Deftones covers

Alright, you goddamn headbangers and mosh pit maniacs! Chicago's own Wretched Blessing – the blackened hardcore duo that sounds like the apocalypse in audio form – just dropped a nuclear bomb of a release. Less than a year after their self-titled EP pulverized the scene, they're back with something completely unexpected: two absolutely savage Deftones covers. And trust me, these aren't your grandma's lullabies.

According to a recent report on idioteq.com, Kayhan Vaziri (guitar/vocals) and Rae Amitay (drums/vocals) – the twisted masterminds behind this sonic assault – unleashed their versions of "Elite" and "My Own Summer (Shove It)" on March 3rd. Recorded with Adrian Kobziar in the Windy City and mixed/mastered by Pete Grossmann (Immortal Bird, Weekend Nachos, Frail Body), these tracks are a brutal testament to their lifelong love for Deftones, filtered through a lens of pure, unadulterated rage.

Now, I know what you're thinking: "Covers? Really?"

But these aren't some watered-down karaoke renditions. Wretched Blessing took these Deftones classics and injected them with a lethal dose of blackened hardcore venom. They didn't just reinterpret the songs; they fucking weaponized them. The raw, stripped-down nature of their setup – just guitar, vocals, and drums – inherently reshapes the sound, making it even more intense and visceral. As Vaziri himself puts it, they "stuck pretty close to the original while adding our own bit of flavor." But that "bit of flavor" is enough to turn these tracks into something truly monstrous.

Amitay's drumming, in particular, is a revelation. She didn't just phone it in; she dissected Abe Cunningham's every move, absorbing the nuances and adding her own signature blast beats and chaotic fills. "Sometimes familiarity breeds contempt, but going over these songs so intently made me appreciate them even more," she admits. The result is a performance that's both respectful and utterly devastating.

But the Deftones covers are just a temporary fix for our insatiable hunger for new Wretched Blessing material. The band is already hard at work on their next EP, collaborating with Pete Grossmann once again. And if their debut EP is any indication, this new release is going to be an absolute game-changer. Their previous work was a scathing indictment of cronyism, antifascism, and colonialism, delivered with the force of a goddamn freight train. Tracks like "Anathematic" and "Pseudoascension" were sonic manifestos, wielding fury as a weapon against societal rot.

So, what can we expect from the new EP?

According to the band, it'll have similarities to their first release, but they're also pushing the boundaries even further. "Things are blackened, deathy, hardcore-oriented, and there's a good deal of post-metal and genre-melty stuff happening." In other words, prepare for a sonic maelstrom that will challenge your perceptions of what heavy music can be. Wretched Blessing isn't just a band; they're a goddamn force of nature. And they're just getting started. So, crank up those Deftones covers, prepare your eardrums for the coming onslaught, and get ready to witness the rise of one of the most exciting and uncompromising bands in the underground metal scene. This is Wretched Blessing, and they're here to tear your fucking world apart!


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