New York has a long and storied history of hardcore and groove inflected metal. So long in fact that we could go on for days and not even touch half of it. Fear Is Dead is not a new band but they’ve come a long way since their more melodic rendition of NY’s backbone. The band has lightly penciled in a new album slated for summer of this year but will be releasing a teaser single, “Assimilation,” later this month that showcases their path towards a more aggressive and straight to the point approach. Ahead of this single release we asked the band our set of Profile questions to get the backstory so head below to see how it went down. While you’re reading, enjoy the embed of 2018’s Omnicidal and keep an eye on their Bandcamp page for “Assimilation.” Continue reading
After five long years Vomit Fist just released Omnicide and it seriously challenges the basis for genre tagging in the sense that they’ve taken the blackened grindcore from their debut, Forgive But Avenge, and molded it into a forward thinking art form. It’s wild, reckless abandon one second and jazzy exploration the next but even that explanation is selling its many successes short. Then there’s the fantastic lyrical narrative here that continues the story from the debut and the words themselves which are, again, their own art form. To put it another way, there’s so much to unpack with this album that a few sincere listens just won’t cut it, it deserves some serious time and attention to truly capture everything the band has to offer. So, head below for the details.
Outside it was snowing, the flakes covering the sidewalks more than enough of a visual indicator it was cold enough Saturday night to freeze liquid; there was no need for me to be cool. Which was good: I don’t go to live shows too often, and when I do it’s not to pose in my hippest, as-casual-as-possible-yet-in-the-making outfit (I did wear a Vattnet shirt, but its coolness was negated by an Eddie Bauer vest) standing dispassionate and aloof to the side pretending to casually assess the crowd, the sound, the ambience of the gathering. Nope. I’m there to close my eyes, swing my head and boogie/shuffle/dance like a dork as I geek out to the power of live music. There’s no room for posturing once the tsunami of sound hits the crowd, and I was, as ever, determined to lose my fool mind and enter Dork Mode™ as Khemmis, along with Crypt Sermon and Sanhedrin hit the venerable St. Vitus Bar in Brooklyn for a night of occult doom rock majesty. Continue reading