Good morning, it’s time to metal. Here’s some news you might have missed from the last few days:
Leading off, an amusing tidbit from the world of Napalm Death: apparently, the band’s Spotify streams have gone up more than 200% since frontman Barney Greenway appeared on a radio show teaching ex-Labour Party leader Ed Miliband how to scream. (Miliband still can’t scream.)
Good morning, it’s time to metal. Here’s some news you might have missed from yesterday:
Leading off, some horrible news from Internal Bleeding: drummer William Tolley died tragically while fighting a fire with the Fire Department of New York — his day job for nearly a decade and a half. Our thoughts are with his family, friends and colleagues. Rest in power, Bill.
Well, we’ve done it. There is only one more day remaining in 2015 and only one more list to get through (no spoilers this time). But before we get to that, we have one more band to feature before the end of the year. And that band would be The Desolate. After a busy year that included a new record titled The Great Departure, the death/thrashers out of Vancouver, Washington have come together to share their ten favorite albums with us… And you, of course. Continue reading →
Guys, 2015 was pretty rad, at least in terms of music (I’d also argue it was a watershed year in almost all creative and entertainment media I follow, but that’s a different discussion. Plus, I just had a really good year, in general).
The nine albums listed below earned their spots because they stuck with me all year for one reason or another. However, I wanted to give lip service to a few that ultimately didn’t make the top nine, but that still brought some great musical moments into my life. For instance, I have spent many a rainy night nodding to the cyberpunk synthwave of GosT’s Behemoth while riding the train home, feeling like a character in a William Gibson novel; I took long hikes in Oregon’s lower Willamette Valley to the sounds of Enslaved’s In Times and Misthyrming’s Söngvar elds og óreiðu; and I got to experience the sonic energy of Mutoid Man’s Bleeder (and Helium Head) live in its entirety, in what was probably my favorite show of 2015. These little moments are just a few in a year filled with them.
Anyway, enough nostalgic waxing from me. Here’s to hoping 2016 is as good of a year as 2015 (I’m looking at you Gorguts, Gojira, and Horrendous).