The new Underoath album is the best record Linkin Park never released.
If you’re looking for a pull quote, there you go. I’ll serve it up to you on a silver platter. I posted this last night on Twitter and the responses I got ran the gamut. Much in the same way that I think responses to Erase Me will cover the spectrum of “Kick ass! Underoath is back and better than ever!” to “What the hell were they thinking? Where’s my xhardcorex?!” I have a hunch that, once the hype and dust settles down, this record will end up being the most divisive of their career. I’ve listened to it about four or five times so far, with another spin happening right now as I write this. Continue reading
“Sometimes it feels like a war for your soul. That you have to do these things for your soul and if you didn’t? Your soul is what would pay.” – Steve Von Till, vocalist & guitarist for Neurosis, as seen in the documentary, Blood, Sweat, and Vinyl. Continue reading
The Cave In family tree is a wondrous and many-splendored thing. These four men from Massachusetts have done enough for modern heavy music even if they had given us Cave In and Cave In alone. But due to the overflow of their talents and time, they’ve also blessed us with several off-shoots that, for the adventurous willing, are a blast to listen to in their own right: Clouds, Kid Kilowatt, King Duane Sunnapee, Mutoid Man, New Idea Society, The Octave Museum, Pet Genius, Zozobra, and Stephen Brodsky’s solo work (as well as broader connections to Converge, Doomriders, and Old Man Gloom). As a long-time fan, one of the things I’ve enjoyed most about all of these projects is the ability to break the Cave In kaleidoscope down into its various parts and see what fires the engines of each of the guys individually. Continue reading
As a kid growing up in the foothills of South Carolina, I didn’t spend much time at the coast. And when I did get to the ocean, it was primarily by way of the marshes in Savannah, GA or the beaches of St. Petersburg, FL, visiting family and friends. These natural geographical boundaries were smooth entryways into the Atlantic, a gentle transition into the vast expanse of the ocean. It wasn’t until I was a teenager that I got to experience a West Coast beach. I visited cousins who lived in Oregon and one day we took a drive along and stopped to see the Pacific. Continue reading
As Wo Fat unleashes Midnight Cometh, their fifth full-length album, I have a working thesis about their place in the metal world: Wo Fat is the AC/DC of stoner rock. Now before you react (positively or negatively), just go with me on this for a minute. Continue reading