Over 40 years of metal’s biological urge (and a hefty lack of restraint) has resulted in some incomprehensibly large catalogs. No one should have to listen to anywhere from 13 to 15 [Luca Turilli’s] Rhapsody [of Fire] albums just to get caught up for a new release. So each week (as required and/or able), we’re offering a selection of prime(r)(er) cuts to get you up to speed. Without further ado, welcome to My Dying Bride’s Primer of Sadness.
The primers return for 2020, now with 100% more Eye of Providence. Eye, matey.
“From their grisly origins in goregrind to their current set of genre-defying extreme albums, Cattle Decapitation have always been both provocative and purposeful. While crusading against the meat industry, animal testing, environmental destruction or transphobia, Travis Ryan’s stomach-turning lyrics often take to extremes of irony to turn abstract, far-away injustice into a personal danger. But the band climbed a long way to the top of their current soapbox.” Shake, cattle and roll.
“Friends. (Wa)romans. Kvltrymen. I’ve come to bury In Flames, not to praise them.” Fvkking Fvnerals, man.
The weekly staff playlist and a Blind Guardian primer? Oh snap, this is a good week!
In which we go apeshit.
In which we marry the utmost extremities of the metal spectrum in an wholly unholy situation. Prepare your neck brace.
An Alcest primer and and a random picks playlist? What more could you ask for on a Sunday? Nothing. You can ask for nothing more.
In which we enjoy the pitter-patter of huge man feet.
If you’ve never boarded the Opeth train, then you are in for a treat. As the band releases its 13th (thirteenth!!) full length record on the 27th of September from Moderbolaget/Nuclear Blast, it’s a good time to look back at the things they have done and to appreciate the genuinely unique scope of Opeth’s singular career.
