Nov17

No Return – The Curse Within Review

No Return – The Curse Within Review

“My first plunge on that trip occurred somewhere late 2003, almost half a lifetime ago. It was the release of Dance of Death by Iron Maiden, though I had been primed by popular bands such as Rammstein and System of a Down, and my father’s extensive classic rock collection before that. Soon I found myself rocking out to the unprecedented brutality of Children of Bodom and Norther, diving headfirst into the world of melodic death metal. Listening to No Return, I am transported back to those halcyon days, despite never hearing the French band before picking The Curse Within from the promo bin.” History-core for dummies.

Godflesh – Post Self Review

Godflesh – Post Self Review

“Many fans breathed a sigh of relief when A World Only Lit by Fire sounded like a cleaner Streetcleaner , and so did I to a certain extent, however part of me wanted Godflesh to channel the softness of Hymns, the atmospherics of Jesu, and the electronic denseness of JK Flesh into their unforgiving sound. When Godflesh announced that Post Self would embody a lot of different sounds, I was both intrigued and concerned.” Post notes.

Under the Church – Supernatural Punishment Review

Under the Church – Supernatural Punishment Review

“‘Pils’ is great for indulging rather heavily; it’s not too alcoholic, so you can just have it as background for hours and feel great. On the other hand, ‘bier’ is to be savored, enjoyed with great company and conversation, and not quaffed whatsoever but cherished, with every note of the flavor just being so right. One beer is fun, but tastes rather mass produced; it has its purpose, but certainly isn’t an extremely memorable thing (excepting the incredible cult following of CaraPils, the best-worst Belgian beer to ever exist). The other is worth the time, money, and attention; in other words, it’s simply worth savoring. Under the Church is a Swe-death band that’s essentially “pils” beer in musical form and Supernatural Punishment definitely goes down easy.” Beer and Swedeath – the start to many a regrettable evening.

Cloak – To Venomous Depths Review

Cloak – To Venomous Depths Review

“I like myself a good homage, but Atlanta, Georgia upstarts Cloak are a bit of a weird one. Admittedly, I’m being presumptuous by calling them an homage act but, man, does their debut album ever recall memories of Tribulation’s two-years-young The Children of the Night, and the fact that the band’s first demo dropped six months after that album’s release doesn’t help my suspicions.” Trials and Tribulations.

No Amnesty – Psychopathy Review

No Amnesty – Psychopathy Review

“If you ever wanted to hear nineteen-eighty-pick-a-year aped by some little shits who never lived through Cliff Burton-‘tallica, 2017 delivered in spades. Barcelona’s young bucks No Amnesty should have been getting their braces off at 15, not hitting the stage. Now older, wiser, and still ineligible for a beer in the US, the world is their öyster.” Thrash knows no age of consent.

Ketha – Zero Hours Starlight Review

Ketha – Zero Hours Starlight Review

“It takes something else to make music that, even if it has obvious roots, seems to have been produced entirely out of these normal cycles. Such was the case with #​!​%​16​.​7, the last release from Krakow’s oddball djent group Ketha. It had everything you’d never expect; grind-length grooves, a horn section, and even that Casio patch that’s just a dude grunting. Zero Hours Starlight is a wholly more conventional effort, but it still refuses easy categorization.” There’s a mole in my pigeonhole!

Over The Voids – Over The Voids Review

Over The Voids – Over The Voids Review

“In my stint with Angry Metal Guy, I’ve encountered not one, but two overly congested forms of black metal. I’ve either encountered black metal that goes beyond its initial consume-by date, or I’ve been bombarded by one-man basement metal, with the latter only impressing me here and there. So when I get a 4-song, 34-minute album with two of the songs dipping below the 7-minute mark, let’s just say the hairs on my neck and back shoot up straighter than those on Don King’s head.” Basement king or cellar fail?

Auðn – Farvegir Fyrndar Review

Auðn – Farvegir Fyrndar Review

“Hveragerði’s Auðn constructed themselves a respectable following with their self-titled debut back in 2014, blending bits of Primordial’s folkier approach to their music. With Farvegir Fyrndar, the five-piece aims to broaden their scope, simultaneously crafting a denser atmosphere while retaining their ferocity when the situation demands.” Black Ice(land) strikes again.