Capturing both the dismal outlook of spreading social decay and the more intimate dread of psychological decomposition, the relatability of Rot’s horror-stories is the root of their power. Meth and The Children Are Cattle aren’t dark fantasy and they’re all the nastier for it. Collaborating with contemporaries in South East heavyweights Black Groove and Scottish avant-garde industrialists Mrs Frighthouse – on the nightmarishly ambient Deserts Are Glass – only increases the sense that we’re all slipping into this cesspit together.
Unfurling like the closing theme of some dystopian movie with a cruelly unhappy ending, the epic title-track offers neither respite nor any glimmer of light on the horizon. Instead, it’s blistering proof of Believe In Nothing’s unflinching gaze and willingness to interrogate the world we live in, right to its bitter end.
Verdict: 3/5
For fans of: Full Of Hell, The Body, Thou
Rot is out now via Church Road