For many, many years Neurosis have been synonymous with words like transcendent, intense and beautiful, epitomising musical evolution in every way with a solid line-up for all these years that, when together, always create something truly awe-inspiring. It’s been five years since Neurosis released a record but their presence has never once faltered. These six luminaries have burrowed a hole in the consciousness of heavy music and taken up residence for the foreseeable future, such is the impact of their emotionally, and even at times physically, taxing music. In 2012, with album number ten, Neurosis emerge with Honor Found in Decay and prove once again what a relevant and utterly vital band they are.
“Widowmaker” is UK’s blackened death doom terrorists Dragged into Sunlight latest effort. Three years have passed since, the well received and stupendous, “Hatred for Mankind”. If in “Hatred for Mankind”, the band vomited all of their hatred towards the human race, here in “Widowmaker” things have turned out a little bit different.
Originally crafted in 2010, Dragged Into Sunlight started to work with producer Tom Dring in what should be this “Widowmaker” trilogy that also features an unnamed member of UK atmospheric metal band Bossk. Said that i guess we can considered “Widowmaker” as a concept album, based on three acts, simply called “Part I”, Part II” and Part III”. All three tracks last around 12 to 14 minutes approximately, but personally, I think the whole audition experience results much better if we face it, and listen to it, as a one track only. Facing it as a 40 minute monolithic track, the whole sonic atmosphere brought here by D.I.S shall be achieved in a more intense way. No interruptions, no space to breathe. Just head dive into it.
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Bone Dance has already been making quite a name for themselves thanks to their brand of dark and technical metalcore that brings to mind the glory days of when genre greats such as Botch and Coalesce were actively touring/laying waste to the nation. The 10 tracks on this LP are by far the band’s finest moment to date, as it has them honing their furious assault to perfection. From the opening lyric “It’s your turn to become nothing” vocalist Morgan Mechling’s commanding low end growl is the perfect companion to the chaotic and technical guitarwork, and an outstanding recording ensures that these songs sound as menacing and massive as they undoubtfully do live. Midway through the record the band throws in a curveball in the form of “White Guilt”, one of the few slow burners that starts off with an excellent atmospheric intro that serves as one of the albums finest moments.It’s a standout moment in an album filled with them, with each of the songs containing no shortage of memorable moments. By the time the closing track “Feral” ends on one of the albums heaviest sections, you will find yourself fully ensnared and ready to hit the repeat button. It’s rare that a band can make a subgenre known for having many imitators and few trendsetters come through a sound that is both passionate, organic and wholly sincere.
Full review and tour dates after the jump!
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Wow, chalk this up as my favorite local release from my neck of the woods this year. Devalued are a hardcore band from Miami, Florida, who play a ridiculous blend of styles that can have them switching from a breakneck blast of powerviolence into a crusty d-beat section, only to have them arrive at crushing southern-style sludge that would make bands like Eyehategod and Weedeater proud. These 10 songs are straight up ragers from front to back, and it is apparent that the band isn’t concerned with sticking to a particular style at all times, which is not a problem when they are nailing every single sound they come upon. The recording is a highlight as well, loud and polished while still retaining the raw vibe befitting of the music. Although the band clearly takes their craft seriously, it’s nice to see a tongue in cheek sense of humor pop in on tracks such as “Mandark” a heavy instrumental jam that contains an entertaining clip of the iconic character’s (if you are an old school nerd like me at least and grew up watching the cartoon network show Dexter’s Laboratory) incredibly annoying/hilarious laugh. Moreover then that, the straight energy, passion and viciousness that seeps through these songs shows a band that is obviously more then ready to turn heads. Fans of dark and heavy metallic hardcore would be doing themselves a huge favor by proceeding to the bandcamp link below where you can stream the entire album/download the songs for 5 bucks if you please. You can also check the link below to purchase the tape from also local Florida upstart Arctic Night Records, and I would recommend that fully as the tape does come with a download code as well!
I never knew that one song could cause so much ruckus inside a skull. Yet again, this is the new tune from NOLA outlaw sludge demons EYEHATEGOD entitled “New Orleans Is The New Vietnam,” out now on A389 Recordings and available in limited quantities in the CVLT Record Store. This is their first new composition in a long time. That being said, these sonic hooligans bring the audio agony that only they know how to, with tons of sinister groove. On this 7″ EYEHATEGOD shows that the battle scars of life fuel their creative spirit. This band carries the blues of NOLA on their back, and you can hear the hard times and good times in every fucking note. In the music I hear Mike and Jimmy having a conversation back and forth about the doomsday that is about to occur. EYEHATEGOD has made another song that could be bad for cops’ health, because I know when I hear “New Orleans Is The New Vietnam,” I want to give a huge middle finger to authority! Even my 15 month old daughter knows what time it is, because when she hears the tune she spazzes out. After listening to this 4 minute burst of filth, I want EYEHATEGOD to stop whatever they are doing and get into the fucking studio to record their new album NOW!
Sometimes two bands were just made to put out a split, sharing a musical kinship that makes them fit together like a glove. Such is the case with the potent split LP from Sweden’s, still relatively fresh faced, In the Hearts of Emperors and Russian atmospheric sludge band Reka. Each side of this slab of wax has something interesting to say, although in a short space of time allotted.
In the Hearts of Emperors made their presence felt last year with their debut release in the form of a split LP with the mighty Downfall of Gaia. Despite being an impressive release, they were kind of (and unsurprisingly in many regards) overshadowed by Downfall of Gaia. That said, their ambitious, but equally downtrodden and melancholic, sludgy doomed out hardcore was a sound to behold as it hinted to possible wonders to come.
Towers of guitars loom overhead while discordant screeched vocals swoon in and out at various intervals for In the Hearts of Emperors’ three submissions for that split, with intriguing spoken word passages in between, damning the state of humanity, society and the world as a whole. It’s a theme that appears to be the focal point of this band, as it’s shown in spades here. A three part tale entitled Dreams of Hope and Loneliness opens with a similar vibe that we closed on last time. When the wash of heavy guitars come thundering in, the atmosphere is altogether jarring and really grabs the listener by the throat.
The band tread a line between the brooding and outwardly aggressive. One moment they’ll be trekking through heaving sludgy riffs that move at a gingerly pace only for the possessed vocals to forcefully drag the air into even more harrowing realms. This is totally combated by part II though, a lush melodic instrumental to begin that recalls Parhelia, albeit loosely, which soon seeps into another spoken word sample, complemented by barren acoustic guitars, to close part III. This is a band that needs to get a full-length out pronto; they’re clearly itching to unleash something truly majestic.
Life is good, especially when I get the opportunity to turn the world on to so many sick fucking bands! Today I want the universe to get extra hyped on Iowa City’s WAX MOTH, and their EP entitled Spiracle. These humans are on some robo d-beat shit that will have you spazzing out like you drank ten gallons of ghetto lemonade! WAX MOTH are able to combine the rancid fury of Anti-Cimex with the whiskey dirge of LeechMilk, and blend it into their own beyond radical sound. Trust me, when you have their song “Drones” blasting out of your speakers, you will say to yourself, unholy fuck! WAX MOTH is crazier than Satan huffing glue! The thing about these warriors of demented sludge is they can fucking play the hell out of their instruments. Which brings me to their songwriting skills WAX MOTH’s compositions have multiple layers of hate that will have you transfixed. The vocal delivery of the singer is almost soul in a very odd way, meaning that you feel his pain down to your core. WAX MOTH use feedback and distortion as audio doorways that will lead you past the ugly things we encounter on the daily. Also, the lyrical content deals with the warped human condition created by the corrupt powers that be on this earth. WAX MOTH is a band that deserves not only to be heard, but also to be championed. If there are any other webzines, bands or music weirdos reading this, make sure to spread the word about WAX MOTH! Spiracle is brand new sound of epicness!
One look at the artwork that adorns the cover of Year Naught Doom immediately conveys a feeling or hopelessness and impending doom. The eerie cover is taken from an Edgar Allan Poe collection volume and couldn’t be more fitting for the wretched death doom found within Ireland’s On Pain of Death’s first full-length. Much like the pace of their crawling, sickly doom, Year Naught Doom has been a long time in gestation. The Mayo doom ensemble first made their vibrations with their demo in 2008, garnering some well-deserved attention, but it was merely the sound of a band that had much more to express and unfortunately it’s taken much longer than anticipated, a wait that has seen an EP discarded but their live presence honed into a tightly executed exercise in melancholy and despair.
A couple of weeks ago, I took it back to 1982 with some of my Santa Monica homies and jumped on the bus on our way to Hollyweird. The point of this heavy smoke-filled journey was to witness the mayhem of EYEHATEGOD at Los Globos. Damn, these warriors of debauchery did not fucking disappoint at all! The room was thick with angst and the heavy baselines bounced off the walls into our eardrums. Mike stalked the stage like an outlaw, with menace from deep below hell. EYEHATEGOD straight tore the roof off of the motherfucker. What made the night even more killer was that our comrade in photography, Adam Murray, was on hand to capture this whole sick and twisted reality on film. I saw him sacrifice his body and skull for these photos you are about to see. So after the jump, fuck getting dopesick, check out this night of monolithic dirge!
Damn, I keep getting hit in the head with sonic bricks coated in aggression! Or maybe it’s the sound of the new BONE DANCE record. This intense piece of wax is coming out via Melotov Records on October 6th, but the pre-orders start on Sept. 18th. If you are reading this, that means you are in the place where an exclusive stream of the BONE DANCE song “The Skinny” is taking place, below! Make sure to check out the band’s website for all of their touring info for the month of October!