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The piss and vinegar of L7, the snarl of Kitty, the trippiness of Kylesa, and the brutality of a runaway train packed full of dynamite and peanut butter. Washington quartet Mercy Brown’s debut, self-titled LP is flat-out beastly. Teetering between sludgy riffs, punk rock attitude, shattering death metal, and psychedelic prog tendencies, this record really took me by surprise. The vitriol that pours from vocalist Sera Hatchett’s lungs inject so much personality into the already top-notch performance’s of her bandmates. Whether she’s crooning clean vocals or bellowing death growls, this girl is crushing someone’s skull into the ground while doing so.
Between memorable songwriting and diverse, engaging songs this is a record I wholly recommend you give your attention to and toss some couch change to. Give it a listen and let me know what you thunk. Enjoy!! Peace Love and Metal!!!!!!
It all makes sense… we’re capable of beauty.
Through sounds which make one cringe. The dogs only hear us now.
For the first time tears came to my eyes while I was listening.
Noise brings so many things… make my tingling skin freeze.
I’m positive that nearly every metal fan, especially the lovers of the more extreme spectrum of the genre, have heard this before. “But with all that noisy growling and screaming, how do you understand what they’re ‘air quotes’ singing?” To which we usually reply along the lines of something like “You get used to it.” or “It’s like learning an accent.” Yet regardless of how we break it down or try to explain it they just look at you with their head slightly cocked like a confused puppy and then you usually just give up and go about your day. Read the rest of this entry →
Picture if you will a scene where an army of Dr. Dooms wielding Swords of Doom +2 agility are battling a horde of Thulsa Dooms brandishing Bastard Axes of Doom +1 charisma atop Mt. Doom for the right to doom the doomed Earth and it’s doomed inhabitants. That is pretty much the way it is when spinning the Vænir, the new record from Swedish doomsters Monolord.
Sounding like a mix of Yob, Pallbearer, and good ol’ Candlemass this record is relentless in its approach to doom. The sludgy tones mixed with mammoth riffs will probably make this one of the most crushing doom records I will hear this year. I particularly like the reverb-y vocals which add in heavy psychedelic elements.
If you like your doom metal filthy and thicker than frozen peanut butter do yourself a favor and grab this beast. You won’t be disappointed, Scouts Honor. Enjoy!!! Peace Love and Metal!!!!
What exactly is ‘nature metal’? I don’t know, it’s just a label I slap on stuff that has heavy themes of nature either in the lyrics or music itself. Often it turns out to be some kind of trippy black metal band, but I don’t just restrict it to that. Today being Earth Day and all I thought I’d post about some albums I really enjoy from this ‘genre’ as it is one of my favorite subgenres of metal.
Since I like Bandcamp a lot as well and thick everyone should be buying from there, I am restricting this post to records that are available there as well as streamable in full so you guys can give them as listen. Also, one record per band and stuff that is somewhat modern. If you have any ‘nature metal’ albums you’d like to recommend to me, please, I’d love to hear about it in the comments! Enjoy!! Peace Love and Metal!!!
Here’s a fun one for you guys. Parts sword swinging, beer swilling folk metal, nut crunching death and black metal, parts Opeth-ian prog dynamics, and parts shatteringly beautiful nature metal. Pretty much, for me, everything this record does check off on my unwritten list of this that make me love a record.
I really don’t have much to say other than I just wanted to make you all aware of this kick-ass batch of tunes. Great songwriting that is brutal, beautiful, and above all, absolutely fun to listen to over and over again. Well worth the 7 clams. Fans of Opeth, Ensiferum, Turisas, and Eluvetie should not skip this one. Don’t think, trust me, buy it!!!!!
Give it a spin and let us know what you thought.
Label: Nuclear Blast
Release Date: 6 March 2015
Length: 54 minutes
Genre: Extreme prog/Viking/black metal
Studio Albums: 11 previous
Location: Bergen, Norway
Italy is known for many things: Food, culture, food, friendly people, food, women, food, wine, food, fashion, food, beautiful seas and landscapes, and food. If you happen to be a fan of cinema, Italy also has got you covered there, especially if you happen to be a fan of the horror genre. From Dario Argento and Joe D’Amato to Lucio Fulci and Mario Bava you could almost say that gore and suspense were practically invented on the Big Boot. Italy is also home of two of the most controversial horror/suspense flicks ever made (Cannibal Holocaust and Salò: 120 Days of Sodom, neither are safe for life). If you have ever seen the Fulci classic Zombi (or known as Zombi 2 and Zombie Flesh Eaters in some places, same movie, it’s confusing, roll with it) you no doubt remember one of the finest scenes in horror movie history, Zombie vs. Shark in a battle to the death. What makes that scene so special goes beyond its ridiculousness and it’s shot straight-faced. It creates this unique dynamic of art house, horror, and comedy that modern Zomedy directors could only wish to achieve. With this particular approach to horror/suspense it’s always amazed me that metal bands rarely channel this particular sect of horror, especially given its massive influence on the genre that maybe too many metal bands take their inspiration from. Enter Japan’s Sigh, a band that has not even once followed anything close to ‘normal’ or ‘conventional’, and their new record Graveward.
It’s rare that something can execute being so violently melancholic and at the same time life-affirming and uplifting. Last time I can think I’ve had those feels hit me this hard simultaneously was when I first saw the first ten minutes of the Pixar film ‘Up’. It’s quite the enigma of emotional cocktails. Ghost Bath masterfully pulls at heartstrings with the aptly titled Moonlover. Whirlwinds of chaotic black metal peppered with lush soundscapes of post-rock all meld together to create this unique, indescribable sound of heart-wrenching beauty. It’s just something that has to be heard to be understood.
And with that, I’ll leave this post short and let you all have at it. If you fancy bands such as Deafheaven than this is mandatory listening. All others, do give this masterpiece a shot. Be prepared for some feels. Let us know what you think! Peace Love and Metal!!!!!
On Liturgy’s Bandcamp page for this album there is a solitary (for now) user review which says “Haven’t decided yet, if this is total crap or genius :-) Favorite track: Follow.” That pretty much sums up my thoughts on the latest from Liturgy.
Firstly, The Ark Work is totally nowhere close to what I was expecting as a follow-up to the hipster black metal darling (and I honestly do mean that in a complimentary way), Aesthetica. I mean, Hunter Hunt-Hendrix stoically raps over a MIDI chiptunes blaring black metal tremolo riffs. There’s fanfare horn sections, techno beats, ambiance, and a noticeable lack of black metal rasps (which are replaced with this kind of grunge era brooding singing/mumbling). Very little of what I loved about the black metal aspects of Liturgy made it over to this record, and yet this record is 110% Liturgy. Pretentious, experimental, ‘transcendental’. Yet, each time I give it a spin I ask myself, what the fuck am I listening to?
And somehow, I keep putting it on. It engages me every time. There is something absolutely genius in the confounding directions each song takes. The confusion is both infuriating and relaxing. Some of the performances are absolute shit, namely the vocals, but I’ll be damned if I didn’t say everything all fits together perfectly. It’s kind of like Steve Buscemi, a beautiful train wreck.
I think I lean more towards the opinion of genius on this one, but the cat’s still in the bag. I don’t know. I’m confused. Maybe it needs a more spins. But why do I continue to fucking listen to this album?
Let me know what you think of this mindfuck down in the comments. Enjoy! Peace Love and Metal!!!!
A couple of years past one of our readers suggested I give a listen to C.V.I. by Royal Thunder and pretty much right after the first spin I was absolutely in love with it. It is unlike anything I had heard. It encompasses the attitude of metal, the psychedelic tendencies of prog, the soul of blues rock, and the heart of Americana folk. Yet, if one were to pin it to one or a mix of those genres, it just wouldn’t fit in too well. It just sits there on its own doing its own thing. Now the Georgian quartet are here with a sophomore release to one of my favorite modern records and it does not disappoint. In fact, it quite surpasses any expectations I had.
As with C.V.I., a big driving force throughout the entirety of Crooked Doors lies within the singular voice of Mlny Parsonz. Exuding soul, emotion, and gravitas on every single note her bluesy vocals float effortlessly through whatever color or mood her band mates throw at her. Whether the personifying that snarl of grunge on ‘Time Machine’ or channeling her inner-Billie Holiday on ‘The Bear’ Americana suite, she will find a way tug at your heartstrings in some shape or form. And her lyrics just amplify the passion put into the singing.
Royal Thunder is a band and not the Mlny Parsonz show however, and with such a notable voice like hers, you better believe the rest of the crew are no slouches. There’s no superfluous solos, crushing rhythms, or show stealing riffs going on the record. What the real talent here is how all four member work together to lift the other up and create interesting and concise songs. On ‘Ear on the Fool’ a bright sounding ominous riff weaves through a serpentine rhythm creating this delightfully dizzying effect while the vocals keep the twisty turbulence in check. On ‘Forget You’ the doom metal riffing feels right at home with rock and roll vocals and on ‘The Line’ the fuzzy guitar tone melds perfectly with the Mars Volta-like passages of proggy psychedelia. There’s even a rather unique take on the ballad with ‘The Line’ delivering a grungy/country concoction. The record is filled with endless moments of one complimenting the other, and not only is it engaging but also makes repeat listens that much more enjoyable. This is a band that really feeds off of each other and it’s a pleasure to listen to.
Starting with a bang and ending on a solemn and uplifting note, Crooked Doors is a complete package. Whether you’re a fan of metal, rock, blues, prog, folktechbabbledethsludge-coorz, if you dig on simply damn great music this is a must listen. Not wanting depreciate their outstanding debut, this album is the outcome of hard work and honing a craft. There wasn’t a single moment I found my attention meandering from the music which is a testament to the strong songwriting and performances throughout its hour-long run time. The highest of recommendations. Peace love and metal!!! 5/5