With 20 years experience in the music scene, originator Dominic St. Charles brings the world, his next dark folk metal vision with Urn. Cradled in its new home in the clutches of Dark Moon Records via Dark Moon Productions. Inspired by and compared to Opeth, Nighwish and Finntroll among others, they have recorded a record bent in the classical elements of folk metal with hints of paganism. ...[Read More]
Friday September 4th, whether you were a local walking to the show or had to drive a little bit, mother-nature poured her temper out all over Ohio. Whether you got drenched in rain, hammered with hail or blown away by wind, the early Cincinnati concert crowd braved the elements to get a good spot front and center for the night’s entertainment. The punk and pretty (for the most part) Babe Ra...[Read More]
The bio-mechanical symphony of an iron bound discarded graveyard slowly bent, molded into new form and life could be described as the sounds laid down on Montreal noise busters Big Brave’s Au De La. The five songs give feelings of blow torches, drills, grinders and hammers instead of the guitars and drums that create the gut-churning assembly sounds engraved within. Souls of a new machine dug up,...[Read More]
A fierce, honor bound war-code is sung, fought and settled through the blood stains of generations within the twelve new songs of St. Demonius. Ronny Hemlin sings and shrieks his way to the battlefield. His voice shrills and peaks carrying the strength and power of reinforced armor with shield in hand. You can smell the blacksmith’s hot iron shaping the steel and the fresh pre-battle morning air b...[Read More]
Remember being a kid and staring down a dark, underground tunnel dared to walk in? The rejuvenated Los Angeles stoner/doom metal band Behold! The Monolith will remind or tell you what you might’ve heard if you went in far enough, turned and couldn’t see daylight. The creators and innovators of atmospheric anxiety will self-release Architects of the Void September 29th via Clawhammer PR. Following ...[Read More]
Wooden Stake rise from their dusty cultic resting place of death and doom armed with their second full-length torch lit, midnight offering from Razorback Records, A Feast Of Virgin Souls. Ten dark opuses of growling, singing and chanting bloodlust that creep down the corridor with a bony white hand sticking out from the black robe, offering dark clandestine invites. The alluring, seductive spoken/...[Read More]
New Jersey’s Lyken 21 continue to change, evolve and warp their music transforming the sounds of Dream Theater and Judas Priest with a subtle lipstick kiss of 80’s glam and a touch of Euro metal flavor. They sound as blood thirsty about their music as their desire to play tunes started in the New Jersey underground but keep in touch with the mainstream. With lyrics about space ...[Read More]
Murder F.M. take great pride and delight in taking your favorite childhood stories, turning them into loud, ruckus anthems and hymns of emotional loss, mental decay and the thrills of the carnival carnivore eating your innocence away. Born in the southern heat of Dallas, TX and run on Lone Star State pride. Murder FM is the result of pent up youth, waiting to explode and rebel with grenade ...[Read More]
The southern fried Wailin’ Storms of the century was originally molded from the heat of Corpus Christi, Texas then migrated to Durham, North Carolina. With a whisky poured mind altering mix of country punk. With nods and shots of swamp gas, the beasts are conjured up through the dark Elvis wail of guitarist Justin Storms. Classic country rock and rigor mortis gone bad as drummer Mark Oates, bassis...[Read More]
At times during the Menagerie Elizabeth Heaton’s voice could be as fragile as stained glass, as despaired and pain stricken as a grieving widow and as widely poetic as a vocal savant. Yet there is great storytelling in her depressed lungs. Her exhales could wrap your heart and throat into a knot of pain, awe or pleasure. The band is a combination of acid rock fusion, gothic elements, classic piano...[Read More]
“Desintegracion” goes on ethereal journeys from cosmic seas of instrumentation to the heavenly cosmos, with trippy, but not drug related mixes of 70’s space age effects with a 60’s psychedelic exploration. Atavismo hail from Algeciras, Spain and could be considered a walking, playing science experiment in sound structure and musical shifts. Whether rocking out like space aces or bringing out the m...[Read More]
What if Max Cavalera fronted a post-apocalyptic Deicide? From start to finish Ruins, is an unstoppable, unbreakable panic attack on the ear that might answer that question. Torture chamber drums beating down harder and faster than your average hate wielding enemy. Sharp, unrelenting guitars that smash overhead without apologies or apathy until you hear them in your nightmares and bass that adds th...[Read More]