Eleven's self-titled debut arrives as a bruising statement of intent from Austria's doom and black metal underground, a record that refuses easy categorization while reveling in the collision of grinding riffs and tremolo-picked darkness. Released on Napalm in 2019, (0) captures the band at a crucial moment—harnessing the glacial weight of funeral doom alongside black metal's corrosive atmosphere and raw urgency. The four extended compositions sprawl across the vinyl with an almost meditative heaviness, each track a journey through abyssal soundscapes where distortion becomes texture and patient dissonance breeds genuine dread. This is music that privileges immersion over impact, building its power through sustained, hypnotic pressure rather than theatrical grandstanding. For listeners drawn to the experimental margins where extreme metal subgenres blur and reform, Eleven's (0) offers something genuinely unsettling—a record that sounds like the product of a band working entirely on their own terms, indifferent to commercial consideration.