Unholy Divers: Eyehategod


It’s been over a year, but welcome to the second edition of Unholy Divers, a sort-of new series where we immerse ourselves in the discographies of bands we should be more familiar with, but for whatever reasons, just aren’t.

To quickly re-state the purpose here: there’s only a finite amount of time we have for our existence, but a quick glance at Metal Archives shows the number of bands to nigh infinite.   Hell, it seems the amount of genres they don’t cover is just as large (sorry, all things that end in –core).

We all have our blind spots, it’s just some are more glaring than others.

Unholy Divers is our attempt to close the gaps. Each column will take a deep dive (*rimshot*) into a different band’s catalogue with the aim of giving ourselves a better sense of what the cool kids have been talking about all this time.  

So without further ado, let’s go down South and wade into the sludge of… Continue reading

Throwback Thursday: Eyehategod’s “Dopesick” Turns 20!

Eyehategod-DopesickHaving already established themselves as NOLA’s chief purveyors of decadence and drug-addled desperation, Eyehategod could only get better with time after their first two full-lengths, In the Name of Suffering and Take As Needed for Pain. Their bluesy but challenging brand of feedback-soaked, punk-informed sludge metal was unlike anything else in metal at the time, and it’s my opinion that we have Mike Williams & co to thank for the sustained popularity in all things sludgy. Their third full-length, Dopesick, is arguably the high point of EHG’s career, and more than that, a watershed collection of songs for the sludge metal scene that revolutionized the union of hardcore and metal.  Continue reading

The Nine Circles ov…Eyehategod


For this Nine Circles ov…list, I wanted to highlight one of my favorite bands of all time: New Orleans sludge masters Eyehategod. Formed in 1988, the band truly sit on the throne of the downtrodden and down-tuned, with a storied past involving drugs, prison, hurricanes, countless side projects and, sadly, a fallen brother, in original drummer Joey Lacaze (RIP). Somehow, some way, the band never truly finds itself down for the count, and with their last year’s self-titled full length, they further proved they don’t give a rip about anything except being the most vicious sludge troop on the planet. Continue reading