Every year I come up with a list of albums, and every year I have trouble trying to firmly rank them. Also, doesn’t everyone just scroll to the end to see what the best album is? I know I do. So here’s my list where the first entries are the best, and it gets decidedly fuzzier after that. But one thing is certain, every album on this list is one of the best albums of the year. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.
(ed: Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, or just happy Wednesday, whatever. Consider this a break from the family deal where there’s too many bags of torn gift wrap and cousin Eddie is playing banjo on your last nerve. Enjoy Charles’ picks and check all these out seeing as you’ve got all those gift cards and/or extra cash burning a hole in that pocket.)
This month’s Third Circle is all about energy. You’ll need it to suffer through the holidays, and suffer you will, because that’s always how it goes. So here’s just over an hour of November’s primo Bandcamp finds.
Welcome again, ye chosen few, to another edition of the Nine Circles weekly mixtape. There are a ton of good songs represented here by our almost full-house amount of contributions, so there’s bound to be something down there that will catch your ear. Grab a cup of something strong dive in.
You might get one more of these this week, you might not. Isn’t it great living in mystery?
Can we please start with the hilarity that is this Eyehategod poster? And the subsequent hilarity of the comments in the post by “Snowflake Senator” Jason Rapert? I mean honestly, if he ate fewer babies this probably wouldn’t even be an issue…
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 →