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"The distortion powered sledgehammer is back in full form on “III”. For the uninitiated, Dopethrone play the classic kind of sludge. Evil as Satan himself, dripping blood and black bile, while it claws at your flesh from within a cloud of weed smoke and burning homes.
If anything “III” hits harder than “Dark Foil”. The riffs are monumental monsters of distortion and grime, the buzz of a thousand hornets inside an empty skull. These are riffs with presence, you don’t just hear them, you feel them reverberate down your bones. The louder you can listen to this album, the better, as the sound just improves each decibel you increase. While the riffs lead the charge, the crushing grooves provided by the drums and bass hold their own in generating these soul crushing sounds. Everything sounds on point, with everything mixed to perfection. Even with a bottom end so heavy it snaps necks like twigs, you never loose any of the other instruments in the melee. It’s even more impressive considering this is an entirely DIY effort. No bells and whistles here, these guys do work."

"Just like bluesman pioneer Robert Johnson, Dopethrone must’ve made a deal with the Devil to attain the supremely evil sound of its uninventively titled third album. The Montreal trio wallows in smoke, demons, death, the occult and enough psychotropic drugs to send both Hunter S. Thomspson and William Burroughs on one hell of a trip on these five songs, entrenching 37 heavy minutes with exploitation film samples, malevolent growls and gritty, slow-burning blues-infused metal grooves. There ain’t no such thing as too much headbanging with fast, addictive joints such as ‘’The Devil’s Dandruff’’ and the mighty ‘’Reverb Deep’’. Bow down before Dopethrone’s altar and be forever doomed. 4/5"

"Hold your bongs high!
Now bow down to the almighty DOPETHRONE,
whose new album III is a fucking blackened, resinated classic.
You will know when you hear this album that it was created by punks worshipping at the altar of Sabbath while reaching for the moon with the hands of Darkthrone. What’s a trip about this band is that, yes, they play doom, but there's something very uplifting about this record. I know that for a fact, because whenever I blast it for my 14-month-old daughter, she starts spazzing out and head banging."

"The fact that these guys are Weedeater’s and Electric Wizard’s hidden sons, is now a thing no one can ignore anymore. Dopethrone has a supernatural groove, a seductive devilish power combined to a chronic penchant to throw absinth on the flammes whenever they have the opportunity to do so. “III” arouses evil even more than its predecessor, and we would definitely delight ourselves with the least growl, the least cymbal impact, the least feedback produced by Vince and his friends. As always, we feel like we were invited to join a voodoo ritual by the Canadians, and that they would do anything possible to drag us out of the depressing conformity that is so characteristic of our modern world. DOPETHRONE is already supreme, now they’re about to become legendary…"

"Imagine if Eyehategod worshipped black metal and intravenously injected Electric Wizard‘s chunkiness. That’s what you can expect from Dopethrone‘s third offering III."

"Since Dopethrone’s first release in 2009, the band gives an excellent reason for metalheads and rockers to study, heretically, doom and sludge metal. On August, Dopethrone released ‘III’, a strong LP, totally giving lessons to all doom rockers all over the world about how the old-school sounds. Mixing groovy and evil riffs, songs are filled with blues-rooting guitar solos. The lyrics are mostly about drug use and inner darkness, performed greatly by the band’s vocalist and guitarist.
Groovier and more electric than ever, Dopethrone’s third album comes to be worshiped and to become a vital example for the newcomers."

"The riffs and vocals are as bleak as a bad acid trip.
But what a fucking ride. It's a ride you want to take over and over again.
They have released their best album to date with III. A 5 song and 36 minute bruising encounter going throw the dark world of that horrible thing called THE OCCULT and DRUGS. And to their credit, Dopethrone have released their most defining work to date. And another contender for album of the year."

"DOPETHRONE have a masters degree in the science of the riff and as expected the new album is full of hooks. III establishes them as one of the major players in the scene of classic Sludge. And when I speak of classic Sludge I mean textbook-classic Sludge. Fans of EYEHATEGOD, WEEDEATER or any southern Sludge band will have some really good reasons to be happy. There is nothing sweet, elegant, psychedelic, trippy, or “whatever” with this band. DOPETHRONE is all about jaw breaking aggressiveness and filth from start to finish."

"These Montreal fuzz-stranglers are the highest, darkest, and nastiest bastards to be putting their mark on the genre right now.
III is powerful, violent, evil, and brain-splitting heavy.
Signature Dopethrone, unequivocal doom."

"Who said that Sludge cannot have some of CATHEDRAL’s dancing grooves, of ELECTRIC WIZARD’s dynamics or ACID WITCH’s cinematic cultism? In this interesting blend you can also add some of WEEDEATER’s putrescence or BONGZILLA’s trip Southern-style and you got it: ladies and gentlemen, here is Montreal, Quebec’s pride, DOPETHRONE. The sore throaty vocals, the catchy heavy riffage and the crushing drums are enough to satisfy my old-school Sludge thirst that even the dirt of Mississippi could not quench."


released August 12, 2012

Recorded in April 2012 in Montreal by Thomas Polychuck.
Mastered in June 2012 by Jean-Baptiste Joubaud.
Music and lyrics composed by Vincent Houde.*
Album design and CD layout by Alexandre Thibault.
Logo and art direction by Vincent Houde.

Vince - Riff / Vocals
Vyk - Bass
Borman - Drums

*Lyrics on Storm Reefer by Justin Dunlop & Vincent Houde
*Back vocals on Cult Leader by Vyk.


This album is dedicated to Georges Farrese - R.I.P.



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Track Name: Hooked
Self Hate
You Found Out
You're all alone
It's you fault
When all high
Demonic Visions
Evil Eye

You Give In - You Follow ...Dope

Wrong Way
You Know You're Wrong
So What
Same Shit
Different Pile
You Said You Broke Free
What A Lie

You Give In - You Follow ...Dope

And You Run
You Run
Forever Cursed

Same Shit!!!
Track Name: Reverb Deep
Dopium Money
Stole Your Spirit
All For Nothing
But Endless Guilt

You Sleep
Where You Been Shitting
Down In Reverb Deep
Where You Been Hiding
Sweet Devil You'll Reap
What You Been Sowing
Down In Reverb Deep

You're Way Too Weak
The Demon Feeds
It's Way Too Late
There's No Escape
You're Fucked

You'll Weep
Where You Been Sleeping
Down In Reverb Deep
Where No One's Watching
The Great Eye Sees
Your Lies And Doings
Down In Reverb Deep
Track Name: Storm Reefer
All Night
Storm Reefer
Inhale - Release
Storm Reefer
Ignite - Repeat
Storm Reefer

Burning Against Strong Winds
Elevation... In Smoke
Old Lungs Get So Cold
Burning Colour
Echoes Choke
No One Wants To Dwell
But They Won't Go
Till It's Dead

Storm Reefer
Inhale - Release
Storm Reefer
Ignite - Repeat
Storm Reefer
Oh Lord... I Can't Breath

Burning Against Strong Winds
Elevation... In Smoke
Old Lungs Get So Fucking Cold
Burning Colour
Echoes Choke
No One Wants To Dwell
But They Won't Go
Till It's Dead
Track Name: Devil's Dandruff
Way Up... Left Out
Hell... Like You Don't Know
Pain... Until It Snows
Way Down... Passed Out

Still Awake - Never Sleep
Still Awake - Never Learn

The Devil's Dandruff

Way Up... Left Out

Still Awake - Never Sleep
Still Awake - Never Learn

The Devil's Dandruff
The Devil's Dandruff

Still Awake - Never Sleep
Still Awake - Never Learn
Track Name: Cult Leader
I... Ain't Got No Name
I'll... Get Rid Of Your Pain
They All Gonna Think
You've Gone Insane
You're way...
Way Down In My Game

- Till You Drop
My Kool-Aid's Messed Up
- You Won't Mind
You'll Die With A Smile
- You Won't Be Missed
You're Better Off Dead
- So Be It

Cult Leader

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