Whew. What a way to start the most metal month. Sit down, sign the waiver, and prepare to get sonically beat on for the next thousand words or so.
Welcome back to your friendly metal Costco everyone, now with 50% less staph infections and double the old-man fights. Please enjoy your shopping experience and come again soon.
While doom has been in some sort of self-imposed stasis for much of the summer, the lumbering horde returns today with a hammer-wielding vengeance spearheaded by new records from (spoiler alert) Windhand, My Dying Bride, Tyranny, and more. Before we get there, however, we do have one order of business to attend to…
Everyone still cool with this whole barreling-indefinitely-on-into-the-endless-void thing? OK, great. Then let’s get on with it.
Welcome to fall release season, everyone. Just when you thought things couldn’t possibly get any crazier, we went and turned this roving carnival into a full-blown asylum. You can check out anytime you like, but you can never leave.
Between global economic collapse, whispers of war in Korea, and other assorted chaos and destruction, this week began like it might just be the last. And although it now looks we will live to see another one, below lies a fitting soundtrack to apocalypse, should you want to keep one on hand. Plug in and […]
Alright. Here we go. This One Goes To Eleven is officially back from the August dead, and just in time too, with one of the craziest metal weeks of the year waiting in the wings. Grab those headphones, credit cards, and PBRs and let’s get down to business.
Alright everyone, settle in and savor this one, because not only is there a Costco-sized of new sonic insanity on tap, but it’s also the last you’re going to get for a fortnight on account of my upcoming “summer vacation” (if you want call a long weekend in Cooperstown such a thing). Apologies in advance […]
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.