“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.
In which we take a Blind Guardian song far too literally.
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.
“In which we waste your time always searching for those blunder years.”
