If I had to pick one genre of music that I can absolutely let my hair down to (when I had hair, anyway) it’s gotta be that sweet, sweet hardcore/thrash crossover. I’ve had some wild nights with this kind of music, usually ending with booze-soaked clothes, bruised body parts and

It doesn’t matter that you’re an agnostic or a believer of the band because Agnostic Front aren’t the type of guys that care about that. Particularly Roger Miret, who makes no apologies for who he was, even if he no longer abides by the same code as he did while

Yeah I know, we’re a little late to the party with this one, but give us a break. A lot bands need sick reviews written about their newest release so they can gain “clout” on the internet. In a perfect world, being a solid live band and touring would be

Life is like a circle pit; no matter how fast you go or how hard you slam, you will never actually go anywhere or do anything meaningful. It’s a sad reality and if you disagree, take a look around your house or apartment that hasn’t been cleaned in months. I’m

How can music this visceral, hostile and negating manage to put a grin on my face? It’s a phenomenon I can’t wrap my brain around. All I know is that it tends to happen most often when listening to to punk-indebted metal. Something about that crossover lends itself well to