Following the holiday and post-holiday illness-related hiatus, we are back with the first TOGTE of the new and mundanely terrifying year. As always, we will be covering new records, local shows, and other assorted headlines from across the metal-verse, so strap in and prepare for self-implosion.
There’s a few ways to go with this. We could talk about catharsis and how the world (or what’s left of it) needs metal’s emotional purge now more than ever. I could also climb up on the old high horse and bitch about the lack of it I’ve seen on the lists of music media pillars who espouse diversity, equality, and objectivity up until the point their UVs fall off and the section editors are sent out to pasture.
Anddddd we’re back. Apologies for the Thanksgiving-related departure last week, but what’s the point of all this goat-slaying satanic black metal without a nuclear family and a tiny hometown to terrify with it?
With the beginning of America’s potential end behind us and Thanksgiving looming ahead, we are in need of a prescription-grade coping mechanism today. Thankfully the metal-verse is dishing out exactly that, beginning with their biggest name…
Welcome to the apocalypse, America. Here’s your fucking soundtrack.
With October lumbering in the rear view like Leatherface with a chainsaw, we now turn our metallic attentions somewhat ambivalently toward the holiday season, where list-mas lurks just a few weeks off. Before we get there, however, we have a ton of ground to cover, so let’s get to it.
And so the countdown to Halloween begins. Next week we will bring you all the corresponding insanity—both GWAR and Skeletonwitch will be in Brooklyn, for one—but for now here’s a little something to whet that everlasting bloodthirst.