Exhumed, Possessed and Malevolent Creation each plays parts in the formation of Florida based Gruesome. When former and active members of said bands formed Gruesome modeling the sound after death metal forefathers Death, expectations were reasonably high. Less than half a decade in they’ve released one full length with the upcoming June 1 Relapse release of Twisted Prayers. A slamming sophomore s...[Read More]
Imagine the scene in The Shawshank Redemption when Andy plays the record over the PA system as the ladies sing about something so beautiful it couldn’t be put in words. Sera Timms has put words to the music though it’s almost a distant background accompaniment. Like a distant alluring voice in the mist or a hypnotic, subliminal call in a dream. Black Mare is Los Angeles based Timms’ solo endeavor ...[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]
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]
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]
Sounding like the nuts, bolts and inner circularity of a new machine being slammed, sewn, welded and stitched together with the rapid-fire care of an assembly line creation, Immortal Bird brings its new debut full length out from the dark automated corner into the spotlight. It’s a definite noisemaker from its creators with parts incorporated from death and black metal. It’s technical and brutal c...[Read More]