I may be jinxing myself, but it’s possible we’re heading into the warmer weather early. Even if we’re not, my brain yearns for it, and with it the tight, melodic kind of rock that UK trio Habu bring to the table on “Whirlwind,” the leading track off their forthcoming album Distant Thunder. I’ve made no secret of my love for the trio format, and the way the band combine to show off a potent combination of musical chops and tight songwriting craft recall the way Counterparts-era Rush could carve a swath of righteous melody without sacrificing some rigorous riffage. Nine Circles is proud to premiere the video, which will hook itself into your ear for the foreseeable future. Continue reading
Years before I had heard a single note it was the logo, the way the letters seemed scratched in flesh, sinister crosses embedded in the “N” and “M” signifying something I wasn’t prepared to listen to…yet. By the time I finally opened up to the grand progenitors of grind, Napalm Death, it was during their post-2000 resurgence, and my purchase of their compilation Noise for Music’s Sake led me down a rabbit hole of the most exquisite display of passionate anger and rage this side of the universe. Between 6-second bursts of grind, impeccable artwork, and some of the most biting social commentary ever put to paper, the arrival of a new EP and a new full length on the horizon makes this a perfect time to dedicate a Nine Circles ov... to one of the best bands to ever carry the tag of “extreme” in their music.
Let’s do this. Continue reading
I’m the resident goat guy ’round these parts, so it was my solemn duty to check out any album with the horned beast featured so prominently in the title. Alas, I only see six, and not 666 goats actually carrying (though pulling would be more accurate) said chariot, but despair not, because Bütcher make no pretensions of math being their strong suit. Their trump card is metal, and 666 Goats Carry My Chariot is an almost ridiculous blast of old school thrash and speed: full of bombast, screams and leads that will melt your face and drive you away to dismal cold.
Even though the current logo reminds me of a burning in hellfire Stryper. Continue reading
Even if you don’t know Midnight, even if you haven’t been on that depraved and sadistically gleeful ride to the edges of metal excess, just take a look at the band pic that accompanies this review. Then listen to the first song off Rebirth By Blasphemy, which couldn’t be more perfectly titled but will be discussed below the break.
If you’re not on board at this point, nothing can save you. Take your goat and go home. We’re here to rage. Continue reading
There’s a time to laugh, and a time to cry. There’s a time to stretch the boundaries of metal, and there’s a time to stay the course. There’s a time to get grandiose and expansive in a review, and there’s a time to just sit back and admit that To Fathom The Master’s Grand Design, the latest from Danish purveyors of blackened filth Horned Almighty is breaking no new ground, but remains deftly executed and full of evil, evil chops that will raise hairs on the backs of folks who live for gloating, leering metal burnt black. Continue reading