CANTO: Revocation, Amon Amarth, Municipal Waste, and More

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How long has it been? Over a week? Jesus, I’m sorry about that. Blame marathon training.

“Ein Bier… bitte.”
– cmb

CANTO: KYOTY, Rivers of Nihil, Portrayal of Guilt, and More

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No Canto tomorrow because I’ll be Ghosting.

“Ein Bier… bitte.”
– cmb

Nine* Circles ov…What “Didn’t” Make My 2018 End of Year List (But Could Have)

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* SPOILERS: it’s gonna be 20 albums…buckle your seat belts.

I told myself this year I was going to take it easy – do the Honorable Mentions, get the final list out, and put 2018 to rest.  On a global, national, and personal front the year’s been pretty much a disaster from the start, and the quicker I can put it in my rearview mirror the better.  But the more I tweaked and played with my end of year selections (thank you Trello for making that shit so easy) the more I realized that – like always – music was the thing that propped me up and made every setback if not better, at least tolerable.  And when the dust cleared from all the list building I found a huge excess of albums that didn’t make my lists but easily could have on another day.  Everything is interchangeable; we are not the people we were even a moment ago, and those experiences constantly inform our perspective on the world, metal albums included. Continue reading

The Nine Circles Playlist Vol. 38 (4.23.2018)

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I was down for the better part of yesterday with off and on fever and generally just felt like death warmed over. As you can guess, this morning has been tons of fun so far. And I can’t even manage a decent cup of coffee — TONS of fun. Anyway, we’ve got another good playlist of songs we collectively jammed last week. The pickings have been strong so there’s no shortage of great music lately and this week’s list reflects that. Don’t forget to subscribe to our YouTube channel here then hit the play button below. We’ll be seeing you here throughout the week. Continue reading