I’m going to shut up and let the music do the talking this week, there’s a little nostalgia sprinkled among some releases fresh off the block.
Spring has sprung, and while that may not seem very metal, consider that MDF is less than a month away, allergies are hell, and the ridiculous summer release slate is just getting fired up. So yeah, take your winter and shove it.
If any of you were lucky enough to get to Roadburn or Decibel’s inaugural Metal & Beer festival, I hope your hangovers are progressing nicely. For everyone else, well, here’s a little something to ease the pain.
So yeah, we celebrate Good Friday a little different around these parts. Sorry Mom, but thanks for the jelly beans anyway.
Alright, you’re busy, I’m busy, and we both know the drill by now. Fuck the line check, let’s get to it.
After last week’s brief improv, we are back on the (blast) beat today with all the metal records, shows, and hi-jinx you could ever hope to stomach. Grab that ipecac, make some room, and get ready to gorge.
While a little thin on big-name blog fodder, the underground is on absolute fire this week, so grab that headlamp and let’s begin our descent.
I’m just barely resisting a cheesy Oscars-theme this week, so let’s get to it before I give in to the carrion call of the kitch.
Guys, I think we might have fucked up. For years we metalheads have fantasized about hell on earth. From the goat altars of satanic black metal to the fire-licked peaks of every tech-death album cover ever, we imagined an underworld ascended—a dark fantasy dragged into the light. Now that we are living it on a […]
Alright Lars, count us in [click, click, click, stumble, click].