Artists: MUNT, Writhing, Resin Tomb, Tumour
Venue: The Bendi, Melbourne, Australia (Woiwurrung country)
Date: 25th October 2025

Review by: Ulffe
Photos by: Ben Eldström

The Bendi floor was packed and Tumour punished it, sonically and physically.
Their frontman was chaos in motion. In a moment, he crouched low to the stage floor, belting out ghastly vocals then suddenly springing up to slam the air with fists of rage. He was conducting a storm. His vocals were guttural, ripping and were tearing through eardrums. By contrast, when he spoke between songs to address the punters and introduce the music, it was almost gentle, hard to catch over the hum. That contrast hit hard.

Blue light blanketed the stage, adding a cold intensity to their brutal, headbanging, and groove soaked death metal.

I dug any section with ascending tremolo leads on top of heavy chugging palm muted death metal groove. The leads cut through the mix like a scalpel to skin, while feedback and harmonics swirled around a bass that never stopped pulsating to the rhythm of a heart attack. Reece from Diploid drums in this band- so you know to expect a tight and punishing performance.

I was quickly disappointed to hear they had only two songs left. I was so into what they were bringing tonight. I certainly didn’t appreciate this band enough when I last saw them open for Convulsing at the Bendi, but tonight they were unrelenting and I’m keen to see them again. As I reminisce on the night I’m listening to Flesh Prison from their 2022 EP which is fucking solid.

Resin Tomb

I haven’t seen Resin Tomb since 2022 – they came all the way down from QLD and didn’t waste a second. Their vocalist was in the pit before the first note hit, pacing like a predator, violent and magnetic. He locked eyes with the crowd like he was ready to throw down, then turning to face the band, absorbing cues, feeding off their energy. At one point he paused to embrace someone he knew, then snapped back into menace. He never touched the stage. It was immersive, unhinged, and I fucking love Resin Tomb.

Musically, they’re fascinating. Every instrument had room to breathe, but none took it easy. Dissonant riffs twisted through the air while the drums alternated between accentuating chaos and pulling back to let the strings claw through. Shared vocal duties by guitarist added dynamic layers. Brutal, and well-polished. Their set bled from one section to the next, no pauses, just relentless flow.
By the time their set came to a close I was gutted. Resin Tomb are raw, real, and absolutely worth the damage.

Listen to Cerebral Purgatory from early 2024, it’s savage and I’m hoping it will tide me over til their next show.

Writhing

Writhing’s performance was a solid demonstration of modern death metal. Classic brutality laced with progressive elements. Their vocalist sounded like a chainsaw chewing gravel, tearing through the mix with savage precision. Tempo shifts kept the crowd off balance, swinging from high-speed assaults to dragging, hellish riffing. Descending guitar lines pull you into the abyss, while harmonics sliced through the shadows. Cymbal taps teased tempo transitions. Adam (also of Voidfall) was a beast behind the kit. Tight, persistent, and punishing.

I moved around the room and the bass followed me like a curse, thumping through my chest. At one point, they dropped a track they hadn’t played in 3-4 years- I didn’t catch the name but it was some of the rawest, most chaotic or the night. Hopefully it returns to the setlist.

Another band I last saw in 2022 for the album launch of their latest release, 2022’s Of Earth & Flesh (which holds up solid). It’s brutal, dynamic and expansive. It’s a heavy hitting record… Live, they’re even heavier.

Writhing drag you down into the cold pits of the underworld, and you’ll thank them for it.

MUNT

Munt closed out the night with a set that packed overdose in the best way. After a strong opener, they thanked the crowd for sticking around late, then launched into an assault of blackened death grind chaos. They opened like a barrage of hammers to the face with The Vengeful March from 2023’s Pain Ouroboros, followed by Children of Delirium.

Munt’s guitars churn with dissonant black/grind tempos and thick riffs. Bass, a constant snarl anchoring the tempo shifts. Drumming detonates in savage bursts and blasts collapse into grooving breakdowns. Mothlord’s guttural vocals and textures provide a dense and punishing wall of disorder.

One of their guitarists announced a new track, barely a week old. The vocalist drenched under the lights, joked about needing to take his jacket off before unleashing hell. They refused to start until the crowd took a couple of steps forward, once we obliged they hit back at us with energy equating to a crate of Red Bulls.
Lords of Excess might be the name of that new track. It’s something yet to be officially announced, but it ripped. Check their socials soon. There was even a brief guest vocal spot from Resin Tomb’s vocalist that added extra venom.

The band bantered about ‘positivity’ after thanking the bands, bar staff and punters, but the music stayed savage.
They played the final track off Pain Ouroboros, which would have been a crushing finale. As they closed, and after some crowd persuasion, they succumbed. “Fuck it”, one more. A brand-new, unreleased track never heard before was performed. It started with filthy bass, then dropped into slow, chugging devastation. Demonic vocals sealed it.