This record is pretty unreal. A bunch of Boston hardcore dropouts (though don't assume their pedigree is less than solid) that decided to make some of the best traditional doom metal I've heard in at least a grip. Maybe even two grips. They most definitely worship at the Sabbathian altar though they are far from a strict Sabbath clone. They bring their own flavors to the stew. That metaphor kind of sucked. Oh well.