DISCLAIMER: I’m not really sure this counts as a “review”; I’ve only had Northern Chaos Gods since Friday, which isn’t nearly enough time to fully assess it. Rather, let’s just call this a “brain-dump” — a summation of some things I’ve been pondering about both the album itself and what it means more broadly: for Immortal and beyond. So, here you go. Continue reading →
Good morning, it’s time to metal. Here’s some news you might have missed from yesterday:
Let’s lead off with something that should make our Literati Overlord quite happy: Peter Tagtgren’s industrial project Pain has announced its first-ever North American tour. However, it’s not a very big one — just nine dates in all, supporting Orphaned Land.
I have been following the work of Peter Tägtgren for several years now, specifically in terms of Hypocrisy and the impressive line up of albums he’s produced. It wasn’t until a few years ago that I stepped away from the death metal that defined his career (at least to my awareness) and welcomed the electronic/industrial-based Pain into my library. While industrial metal is something I rarely find myself appreciating, there was something about the Pain approach that took to me. It was something catchy — as one may expect — but also offered a serious enough tonality to hold interest and avoid coming across as shallow or superficial. With Pain’s latest album, Coming Home, we get a dose of what has defined the Pain project over the years with subtle differences that allow it to distinguish itself. Continue reading →
After the last few weeks of sipping summer beers and listening to ‘lighter’ metal, I’ve decided to pull a u-turn and get aggressive this week. I’ve been flying non-stop all week due to some extensive projects outside this blog and I’m more of less relaying on everything to keep my energy up (and my aggression up). So, with that in mind, I’ve decided to couple the legendary — yet often neglected — Swedish death metal outfit known as Hypocrisy with a small scale distillery in the local area called Smoky Quartz. So I guess it’s time for that introductory thing I do. The Metal: Hypocrisy: A Taste Of Extreme Divinity. The Booze: Smoky Quartz Distillery’s Bourbon Whiskey. Continue reading →
“There lies a beauty behind forbidden wooden doors. A beauty so rare and pure, it would make human eyes bleed and burn… She killed herself in the fall… I am the unmaker, I bring death to the beautiful dawn. With pillor, cold, and a legion of dying angels… I killed myself in the spring…”