Sacred Bones Records
There is a deep tradition of heavy, slow, dirty music that has originated from Louisiana. From the legendary sludge acts, like EyeHateGod and Crowbar, to heavy rockers Down and all the way to more holistic approaches of Acid Bath, the scene has a distinct sound that makes it so enticing.
As I continue to spread the gospel of “darkness is as heavy as metal,” this sermon shall focus on an album of haunting ballads. These songs invoke the spirits of inner space rather than from beyond the grave. Hilary Woods is a songstress who floats in a dream world. This
Buffalo Bar is the venue as Cardiff welcomes New York’s Uniform for a second time on a particularly miserable May evening in the Welsh Capital. At this point locals are genuinely starting to question whether the winter will ever end… Tonight, we have a superbly balanced / mixed bill (from
Goddamn it, what year is it? Are Touch and Go, STT, WaxTrax, AmRep and Dischord still busting out the best records around? This new album just fucking catapulted me back to the early 90s when bands like Big Black, Unsane, Jesus Lizard, Skinny Puppy, Ministry, Shellac, and Butthole Surfers were
Better late than never – check out these rad photos of INSTITUTE from their unreal show that took place at the Black Lab in Vancouver. How would I describe the night? Fucking WAY BEYOND AWESOME – the vibe took me back to ’82. The homie Cera Robinson took these epic
Text and Photos by Robert Hanna Cult of Youth live at Highline Bar 1.22.2015 Touring in support of Final Days, their latest release on Sacred Bones Records, Brooklyn’s Cult of Youth emerged on stage through a mist of frankincense and enveloped in swirling visual projections by Seattle artist Kevin Blanquies.