Muert in their own words:
Muert came to this world by the convened corpses, Ebola (voices/guitars) & Guayota (drums). Muert is the violent sound of the end, fresh & mature mortuory metal in his most hostile essence, inspired in the complete death. The bestial funeral of life, it’s fanaticism to the cemeteries. Attraction for the graves, it’s the necropolis authority. The abominable destiny and the blackest of the emptyness. Muert is requiem, the last sound, the black hole of humans, there hasn’t been and won’t be anything equal.
Muert is the dirt under your finger nails, Muert is Sonic insanity, Muert reeks of corpses because they fuck them. Ugly Blackness with nekro-inspired old school thrash riffs, no room for melody or emotions... to the death, that’s Muert!
supported by 45 fans who also own “Ye Canariae Abezan”
An icy cold wind blows over the Bay. Nasty USBM with riffs that degenerate into dissonance on occasion. That's meant as a commendation, not a complaint. If memory serves, this was my introduction to TT and what a great introduction it is! Hayduke X