Smoke curls from a lit cigarette, set against the ashtray. Heightening the smell of perfume wafting throughout the room. It’s not unpleasant – you are familiar with the scent, after all – but there’s something else with Love Exchange Failure from White Ward. Something coppery, tied to the perfume, almost beckoning the curious to take a closer look. And you do, on pure impulse, because there’s something so compelling about how this scene is set that you can’t seem to articulate. That coppery smell turns out to be blood, and the trail it leads to your own dead body on the floor. It can’t be; after all, you are alive. Coming closer, you notice the intricate markings on the body, ones that you don’t see on your own. The marks look self-inflicted, as if your dead doppelgänger had scratched itself to bits, and you can’t help your fascination of the details. They swirl around the body’s forearm, making a slow rise to the shoulders. They look delicate, but you can see they were dug deep in the flesh. You wake up from visions of your dead body and the marks down your arms, making sure that you don’t have them yourself, and then shake your head, wondering what kind of internalization was going through your mind while you slept. Continue reading →
It’s about 8 hours before this post is supposed to publish, and I’m only just now getting started. I’m also one day removed from a five-shift-in-six-days hell stretch at work, each night of which felt like a full moon was having a little full moon baby in front of our eyes. What’s all this mean?
Well, for starters, I’m juuuust about out of fucks to give about post introduction content. Secondly, you’ll only be getting quips about five albums this week. Though, that’s not entirely down to work fatigue. There were a buttload of albums coming out this week, but oddly, not that many ridiculous covers. So, let’s take what’s been given to us and roll with it!
Everything is a madhouse right now. Which is maybe part of the reason I straight up forgot to write up this post last week. Thanks to Josh for covering me. But I’m back, and ready to share more of the good stuff we’ve been listening to on another glorious Saturday morning. We’ve got new tunes from Hope Drone, Coffins, White Ward, The Great Old Ones, Russian Circles, as well as a smattering of some of the best songs from other releases from this year and beyond. There’s even a few electro-pop songs thrown in there by a certain band that I personally feel got a raw treatment from the 2edgy4u hardcore crowd this week. Just my opinion though.
There’s plenty in here for every taste, so grab a seat and your headphones and let’s get down to business.
You might have noticed brother Vincent is away on some business. He’s off fighting demon hordes and stealing souls…I kid, I kid. But there’s no doubt that when he returns, he’ll be regaling us with all the killer beer he’s had and all the earsplitting metal he listened to whilst slaying the road. Anyway, it’s SATURDAY folks – we made it! If you missed anything here this week, go back and catch up. For now though, we’ve got another good playlist of tunes to help make the weekend better and you know what to do. Right? Surely by now you do? I mean, 73 editions of this thing… you got this. Now, GO.
Another trip around the sun, another stellar year for metal, with a wealth of riveting riffage, pulverizing beats, blood-curdling growls and blazing tremolos. Verily, this is an era of abundance, where it is impossible to stay on top of the deluge of top-shelf metal released every week. Best of all, quality seems to go hand in hand with quantity. If there ever was an antithesis to the contemporary temptation for instant gratification and disposability, every album I included in my mid-year stocktaking exercise ended up on my end-of-year list, having continued to impress and astonish me as time went by, testament to the spectacular songwriting, boundless creativity and killer riff delivery of the bands that conjured up these stunning works of art. And just when I thought things could not get any better, both seasoned veterans and hungry newcomers arrived, bearing gifts of seismic impact. I hope the following releases enrich your life, even if only with a fraction of the effect they had on me. Now, dig in! Continue reading →