Disembodied Tyrant

I can't even begin to explain how amazing it was to hear Winter played live. Let's just put it this way: When a man loves another man...

Epic completely 🤘hell yea🤘

They went off!🤘 then they sold me a shirt.

I told my wife we were going to a political meeting—something about "mutual aid" and "collective liberation"—and she, being the goth-chic legend that she is, sighed dramatically but agreed to come along. She thought she was walking into a Marxist book club. What she actually walked into was Disembodied Tyrant unleashing an ungodly wall of sound that rattled the bones of capitalism itself. Within minutes, she went from politely confused to full-blown headbanging acolyte. The riffs? Filthy. The breakdowns? Spine-shattering. The vocals sounded like a demon union leader rising from the dirt to seize the means of production. Somewhere around the third song, she looked at me with wild eyes and said, “I think I get it now.” Revolutionary. The Majestic Theatre was the perfect cathedral for this sonic sermon. Brutal sound, beautiful chaos, and merch that could double as war propaganda. Highly recommend if you're into political deception, genre-transcending brutality, and converting your loved ones one blast beat at a time. ✊🔥🖤

Best time I saw them

Very good show, and greater band.