Everything I admire about Turpentine Valley’s sound is distilled here and thrown forward with devastating force. The band’s trademark patience is front and centre with tension slowly coiling before those snarling, thunderous riffs finally crashing down and leaving you bruised. Even at their heaviest there’s something strangely celestial hanging in the air, on Veuel, a vast and haunting atmosphere that lifts the music beyond pure heaviness

When the heaviness comes rolling in, it arrives as a slow implosion rather than an outburst. It's menacing and very Turpentine Valley! The tone is dense and oppressive and totally addictive. It’s within this push and pull, between tenderness and sheer mass, that List finds its power