The beginning is the end. Literally, in this case. I started this post with the entries for my list a few weeks ago, wrote my 1,000 word review (sorry) on my Album of the Year and concluding paragraph right before Christmas, and now here I am in the vaporous ether before the new year pondering the introduction.
And there are no words left.
I’ve wrangled with the why, trying to make sense of the music I consume and what it says, and I hit a point where trying to find an answer was…pointless. Not because it’s unimportant to know, but in the last two years the rest of the world became so much harder to deal with, life became so much harder to deal with, something in my brain went into emergency mode and just shut down the logic circuits, sending one single message over and over again:
Wait…so the guy who only wrote a total of 10 freakin’ reviews this year thinks he has any weight when it comes to a mid-year report? Well, uh…I guess that’s why I put the “heavily qualified” in the title of this post?
But seriously, I’ll be the first to admit that metal hasn’t really been my #1 go-to when it comes to music lately, but like everything else, what you see on the Internet never tells you the whole story. I haven’t been writing nearly as much about the genre lately, but I have been listening. Listening, and refining. Finding the things that really resonate despite the press and the push of PR, or what the pundits tell you on the 1,001 other sites out there scrambling for clicks. And what I’ve discovered is that more and more I’m coming to the sounds that drew me to the genre: thrash riffs, lots of melody, and tasty solos. So yeah: expect some old school bands putting out great records more than 30 years into their existence here. And maybe a few newer bands as well.
Is that qualified enough for ya? Then let’s dig in.
Another week down and another ahead of us. One foot in front of the other sort of thing. Walk of life. Whatever. The time changed, finally, and I’m stoked to get my days back. And, of course, I’m constantly daydreaming about sand and salt that will be in my future. Moving on, new metal time so let’s do it; we’ve got some serious atmospheric black metal from Perennial Isolation that sounds exactly as cold as its album cover (this is a very good thing), a slab of old school death metal from Celestial Sanctuary, some post-black metal with a message from Decline of The I, and an album I genre termed as ‘raucous’ from ’68 because it’s rock, metal, bluesy, but most of all it’s a DAMN GOOD TIME. And right now, we all need a damn good time. Right? Right! All that and much more awaits in the lengthy list below so hop to it and load up.