It’s a slower week here at the metal lake house, so grab your finest pair of black cut-offs, double bass kick back, and enjoy the late 3rd quarter calm before the 4th quarter storm. Oh, and if you’re thirsty, the beer is in the fridge, as always.
With the dog days looming and a fistful of rad releases in wait, let’s forego the pleasantries this week in lieu of sheer, cold-hearted efficiency. Something tells me I won’t hear too many complaints about that when all is said and done, anyway.
Welcome to the very first Friday installment of This One Goes To Eleven, everyone. Semi-mandated by the new Global Release Day, proceedings have moved to an altogether badder and boozier time slot, so join me in saying TGI-motherfucking-F for the first and, mercifully, final time.
In desperate need of a remedy for you holiday-weekend-hangover hangover? Well, you’re in luck, because today’s edition comes with a double-dose of bludgeoning, blackened relief. Marking the music industry’s semi-standardized move from a Tuesday to Friday release slate, this week drags both the final batch of traditional releases (RIP) and the first Friday rollout with […]
Happy early Independence Day, everyone. If you’re looking for a fireworks factory worth of new metal to help get you from here to wherever it is you’ll be watching Randy Quaid fly a fighter jet into the g-spot of an alien space station this weekend, then we have just what you need. Crack something domestic […]
After a brief deviation from the script last week, This One Goes To Eleven returns to regularly scheduled programming today with yet another batch of soul-crushing, life-affirming heavy. Needless to say, don’t touch that dial.
While it might be hard to believe, we are now halfway through the year, and in our crusty, charred corner of the music journalism world that means one thing and one thing only: It’s time to start brandishing premature, list-based proclamations like a street oracle does his cardboard countdown to the coming rapture. Sure, in […]
A slow(er) release week and some post-birthday malaise have conspired to streamline proceedings today, but with a legitimate metal AOTY contender waiting in the wings, trust that you won’t be left wanting.
Happy Cinco De Mayo everyone. Nothing says despair like a frozen raspberry lime-a-rita, so pour one of those puppies and join us as we clank through a bone pile of new releases, face-melting shows, and crazy headlines until there’s nothing left.
Last Sunday “Japan Nite” made its stop at Brooklyn’s Knitting Factory, presenting a hodgepodge of rising sun styles. Below are two examples from polar opposites of the musical spectrum. A snippet of Starmarie‘s J-Pop bubblegum and the full set of gravity defying Vampillia. Starmarie at the Knitting Factory Vampillia at the Knitting Factory