Ah, yes, summer: the weather is starting to get hot, days are longer, and irritability is the name of the game. As we approach the hot summer months, it’s almost a blessing to find that there are other countries approaching the arduous winter months. To this end, I have to give Chile props: there is something in its weather that leads to the yearning and romanticism of sadness and melancholy. Whether it is because of our corta venas nature or a sign of the times, we all have heeded the call of the void, but refuse to submit to it. It’s in this feeling and temporal space where Rise To The Sky presents their fifth album, Every Day, A Funeral, straddling the line between tension and levity.Continue reading
Receiving the Evcharist is our weekly feature where I don’t just talk about a new metal album, I also consume and talk about alcohol! Sometimes they pair up nicely, sometime they don’t. My cup of heresy runneth over this week with: Foreverglade from Worm and Ukiyo from Breakaway Beerworks.Continue reading
Hey all. It’s Jon, freshly cast out from the land of the employed, and finally ready to stare into the doom that awaits us. Drink from the cup of heresy. This week’s offering: Immersion, the latest from Primitive Man and my first attempt using the Brewer’s Best Scottish Ale Homebrew Recipe Kit.
There’s a fine line between the intricacies and atmospheric leanings of doom and the fast, riff-like insistence of death metal that few bands seen to walk these days. While Swallow The Sun comes to mind in regards to bands that represent the death-doom handle, some don’t come close to that comparison. Many, in fact, seem to lean into the tropes of one genre or another, leading to a sonic mess that weighs on the listener for the wrong reasons. However, that doesn’t seem to be the case with Soliloquium, a band whose album, Things We Leave Behind, not only walks that fine line of death-doom but also seems to embody it through its rather bleak and poignant lyrics. Continue reading
Good morning, you wicked and divine souls. Through the magic of WordPress admin rights it only looks like Josh is putting up this week’s Initial Descent. But in truth it is I, Old Scratch, the Devil himself who has taken over the reins of this post to give you the latest upcoming releases. Don’t worry: Josh is bound and gagged in the corner with a dozen botflies to keep him company…
Carnal Forge has risen from my depths to vomit forth Gun To Mouth Salvation, their first blast of evil thrash since 2007. Oh, it is a delicious slice of metal pie! Do your appetites skewer more…foul? Then prepare yourselves for Of Worms, a cemetery slab of death doom from Seattle’s Foul bleeding forth on cassette from Caligari Records. But maybe the death doom doesn’t move you? You prefer your metal with more noise and static, the better to hear the voices I implant in your head? Well, Sofy Major have returned from their black mass rituals to take a total dump on you with their new album…uh…Total Dump. Seriously, I have been playing this to the investment bankers and hedge fund managers we keep in the Fifth Circle of Hell and it elicits the most exquisite screams of agony. Finally, when I need a little rest and relaxing from all the torture and crossroad bargains I like to cozy up with the latest post-metal goodness from Mono, whose latest Nowhere Now Here lets a little light into this dark and dreary home.
Ah, the botflies have buried their demonic larvae into Josh’s skin. Read on while I tend to my new children… Continue reading