It took a while for it to happen, but the weather here in Chicago finally reached the “endless gray and gloom” stage of winter, where every day feels exactly the same and there hasn’t been sunlight in what feels like months. During these periods, I like to lean into the kind of music that embraces that chilly, desolate mood the snow and slush bring, and, just in time, Melbourne’s Arbrynth have released their sophomore album A Place of Buried Light. The album perfectly encapsulates what a Chicago winter feels like: cold, dark but with a subtle hope for what’s next. Continue reading
When a band takes over five years between albums, expectations can and should run wild, especially if your previous album stunned critics with its idiosyncratic style and unrestrained creativity, yet at the same time remained criminally unnoticed. Do you return with updates to your formula and double-down on your artistic approach or do you dilute the complexity of said formula to achieve a flavor more palatable to the masses? With Immoto, Nero di Marte tackle this dilemma decisively with mesmerizing results that reverberate hauntingly. Continue reading
Is 2020 already crushing you with an overwhelming sense of doom and despair? An entire continent is on fire and an orange fascist is spinning up another war while planes full of innocent folk are shot out of the sky. So why not let Meridians by The Osedax bury you under the weight of an ocean as you sink into its sludgy embrace and post-metal soundscapes?
Receiving the Evcharist is our weekly feature where we pair choice albums with our favorite libations. Drink from the cup of heresy. This week’s offering: God Alone’s God Alone. and Fremont Brewing Company’s Dark Star Imperial Oatmeal Stout. Continue reading
I haven’t exactly been quiet about how much I love Hope Drone, and with Void Lustre garnering much praise, I jumped on the opportunity to pick their brains about the music’s themes (projected or otherwise), politics, and gear. With three excellent albums in a row, I had plenty to ask, and fair warning, there’s a bit of fan-boying in there too. Karl Hartwig and Chris Rowden graciously responded regardless, so head on past the fold to see what’s what. Continue reading