I can go on about the dreaded second album slump like many writers have done before me, however, let me be direct by assuaging any worry one may have regarding Pallbearer’s second full-length, Foundations of Burden, by saying that Pallbearer have proved once more that they are the read deal,
Code Orange returns, though not as kids, but rather as a furious, new entity with its older, familiar parts grafted on seamlessly. 2012’s Love is Love/Return to Dust was explosive and strange, a strong debut from a band whose sound has no immediate peers. That album was easily segmented, each
As has been proven for decades now, California’s Bay Area has given rise to a host of black metal bands, among them Weakling, Leviathan and Deafheaven. From Weakling’s vast, meandering sound to Leviathan’s nail-biting dirges to Deafheaven’s genre-blending, the eccentricities that sprout forth from San Franciscan soil appears to be
Funeral Chic are among a spring of blackened punk bands, splintering and reshaping black metal’s more caustic sounds into the tangible furor of hardcore and crust punk. Funeral Chic’s brand is monolithic, their five-song EP casting shadows that creep towards the horizon like a malevolent grasp. Opening track, “Good Fucking
Replete with all of the qualities befitting a blackened death metal crusty hybrid, Germany’s Serpent Eater lays waste with their Hyena EP. A throat-severing piece comprising six songs, Hyena bares its teeth, glistening in fluid melody and red grime. An impressive listen to behold. “Ebola” is an immediate conjurer of
Black Monolith opens like the gates of Hell. On this, their first proper release, this Oakland, CA outfit bludgeons the listener over the head following the snarling, death-like silence of the intro. “Void” opens with all the lo-fi fury it can muster, with screams snapping behind a wall of haze.