PureVolume

With a career as bumpy and scabrous as a lizards complexion, and a musical vision more confounding than a quagmire, Hamiltons infamous Bog Master have certainly lived up to their odd-ball moniker. Despite spells of inactivity, line-up changes, and unfortunate bestiality rumors the group continue to flout logic ( and human decency ) by remaining a vital force in the Hamilton music scene. The slough spawned heroes have been refining their brand of demented metal since 2004 and amassing a host of slavering fans along the way. With sonic elasticity and keen melodies they concoct melds of metallic urgency and carnivalesque mirth. And in romantic remembrance of the spectacle that rock performance once was, Bog master gleefully color stage shows with costumes, stunts, coarse sensuality and the general atmosphere of a looney bin. With new material emerging in cathartic gushes a follow up to 2005's "When the fruits of your labour rot upon the vine" is soon to rear it's ivy swaddled head. The obstacle toppling monstrosity lurches on engulfing all in its dreadful path. Begrimed bog master prowls once more and this time none shall be spared!!