Growing up and living in Brooklyn has its merits. Beyond the pizza and bagels, the accessibility to music – whether live, at record shops or simply through the people you meet – has been something I try to take full advantage of. This year’s been pretty exciting and I was

Body Hammer, as the name suggests and alludes, is a musical project that’s looking for the perfect synthesis between man and machine. Ryan Page, the man behind Body Hammer, has morphed the band from a hyper-speed automaton into a droney junkyard of dark ambitions and mechanical terrors. Befitting of a Tsukamoto or Lynch

Punk Survival hits like a truck full of glass that’s being driven by someone mixing uppers with booze, blasting Venom and the whole thing is probably full of piss jugs. What that translates to is loud, LOUD, L-O-U-D, punk that’s steeped in thrashy heavy metal guitar riffs, solos and leads, incomprehensible vocals

The opening salvo of “Nothing” announces Column of Heaven’s album Precipice with a bulldozer crunch, furious drums and the only decipherable lyrics cutting through, saying “nothing” over and over again. The offset, the surprise, the negative energy and the ferocity are what make this band; and it’s exceptional this time around.

Heathen, due out March 25th through Gilead Media (with vinyl being handled domestically by vocalist Bryan Funck’s own Howling Mind Records and internationally by Vendetta Records) is Thou‘s densest work yet. If you’re familiar with the band, then Heathen won’t surprise you immediately, but that doesn’t mean it’s not a surprising