Occvlta—the booze-drenched, murdered-out vampires of Berlin—are punks playing straight-forward, unholy metal eschewing the ancient art of bullshitery. And they do not come in peace. Channeling the spirits of anti-heroes like Celtic Frost and Hell Hammer, they’ve bathed their sound in broken glass and bitterness. No noodling guitars. No songs about intergalactic love affairs. Just good old fashioned doses of dark, driving distortion, morbid lyrics and manic drumming for those who like their bangovers crippling and their beatings bloody. Soak your bible in whiskey and put that shit to the torch, you psychos. Occvlta is here to fuck you up.