(((O))) Year: 2017
In the middle of October, I went to my hometown, Budapest in Hungary. It was a great opportunity to experience some recent local underground metal music. My Hungarian friend had prepped me with some tracks from Mirror, a new metal band on the scene. By …
In a year where psych seems to have taken something of a back-seat in terms of pushing out the boundaries, Plastic Crimewave Syndicate have set an entire fucking firework underneath the whole scene
I definitely think this album is a must for bassists and there’s certainly a lot of potential for the sound to expand in various ways but, as it stands this is a pretty compelling record and I’d say a successful experiment with the tired, de facto, nuclear band line-up.
Like all of Grist’s stuff, it’s dark ambient made in an awesome way. Using fractured small loops of (what sounds like to me) mantra recording stuff and random samples in a way that’s constantly shifting in terms of rhythm and harmony.
Pale Horseman should find fans who love this style of music and fans should find the band endearing for the simple fact that music like theirs is easy to enjoy.
Airbourne bound onto stage shortly following Brad Fiedel’s main theme from Terminator II . . . But as soon as the insanely catchy football-chant intro of ‘Ready to Rock’ strikes, and the crowd goes all World Cup on us, it’s clear there will be no time for dystopia or time travel paradoxes this evening, just mindless, upbeat hedonism.
The thing I like most about the band and especially about Bad Weeds Never Die, is the music is exciting, energetic, and fun, but retains metal heaviness. You kind of get it all, here, a one stop shop.
‘Lilith’ has everything that we love to hate about modern metal music, which is perfectly fine. The band has always been about challenging and with this groove-packed slab of metalcore they do just that.
Guido Segers caught up with Aleksey Evdokimov from Saint Petersburg in Russia, who wrote the latest bible on doom metal, called The Doom Metal Lexicanum.
Feels much like being thrown into an ever darkening room, where all the light slowly dissipates until there is only a voice calling out in the thick black darkness, desperate to express those unbearable clouding thoughts
This record gives you a taste of both bands. The classical sound of Barshasketh and then the militant pounding of Outre’s fury. It’s not the densest record and your listening pleasure shall be just under 17 minutes. After that, I assume you’ll have some more?
Dialects’s hugely accomplished Because Your Path Is Unlike Any Other establishes them as huge talents at the very forefront of the UK’s Math / Post Rock scene. With the album out last week, we caught up with Conor for a quick chat.
The sense of a special event is enhanced with ‘Moon Above, Sun Below’ . . . The Pale Communion track is one of the band’s most complex, and until this week, had never been performed live . . . the drum ‘n’ bass ‘n’ organ break is thrilling, and as the band crash in, one of Opeth’s most transcendent studio moments is electrifyingly recreated.
Spooky screams and metal so suspiciously serious it makes you wanna dance.
Death of Lovers can’t help but find beauty in the gnarled streets of North East Philly which, despite well known claims, ain’t always sunny.
With the psychedelic scene fighting to regain its underground status after a heady few years, Cull may well find themselves pushing at the forefront of the new crop of bands who are emerging
The return of the ex-Pistol Paul Cook led The Professionals is an enjoyable set of punk rock anthems, aided by the help of an impressive set of guitar playing friends and admirers.
Half an hour of driving psych grunge custom made for slamming in the tape deck of your rusting piece of crap hatchback, cranking the volume and daydreaming you’re actually Kowalski tearing out across the American desert in ‘Vanishing Point’.
URUK is a remarkable new musical endeavor by Massimo Pupillo (Zu, Triple Sun) and Thighpaulsandra (Coil). Their debut album will take you to dark and daring places – just as you’d expect of these joint forces. But even more, URUK is a challenging …
Obsidian Visions/Shadowed Lands blows in like a desert wind, complete with bruising skies and flashes of lightning. Tinges of psychedelia lurk at its edges, out in the shadow of the buttes, where hippy hermits still cling to their faded photographs of Grace Slick and Janis Joplin.
