About

In 1996 I had a dream. A dream to rule the world with an iron fist. While that dream has yet to be achieved, I have transformed my simple Cannibal Corpse fan site (Teufel’s Tomb Of The Mutilated) into one of the longest-running extreme music sites today. Teufel’s Tomb features album reviews, news and interviews by a crack team of brutally honest and often fucking hilarious writers who share a single goal; to tell you what music is worth listening to and to mock you for having shitty taste in metal.

While many sites have sprung up offering “objective” critiques of metal albums that are little more than slight re-writing of the band’s biography, we at Teufel’s Tomb are opinionated assholes who feel the need to call a bad album a horrific piece of shit that could cause instant swelling of the anus and bleeding of the rectum. It’s using this writing style that we’ve angered many an internet warrior who shook their fist in anger and mashed their fat fingers angrily on the keyboard denouncing our childish antics and we, in turn, have humiliated them publicly through the publication of their e-mails in our famous hate mail section. We are narrow-minded pricks and proud of it!

While we are renown for our caustic wit and venomous writing, we do pride ourselves on being knowledgeable elitist nerds with a passion for music we love and a desire to continue promoting the bands we feel worthy of praising and damning those who are over hyped and overrated. We are arrogant, we are sometimes controversial, but most importantly… uhh… hmm… I don’t know where I’m going with this.

The bottom line is we know what we like and we know what we hate and we are unapologetic for our opinions and whether reading our words offends or angers you, either way, we’re impressed you can read and congratulate you on having at least one basic skill.

In 2008 we’ve expanded our audience beyond the realm of metal so we can continue ranting and raving about all kinds of shit that entertain us when we aren’t wandering around growling into our clenched fist and raising the horns. Hopefully you like the slight change in direction, if not, I’m sure you’ll send an angry e-mail typed in all caps with terrible grammar to tell me what a bunch of fucking douchebags we are.