Ward 6 is the coolest venue Tucson’s had in a hot minute. Only months old, its single, brown-tiled room, its walls covered in B-movie glory and DIY sound-proofing, has hosted a myriad of events and genres. Despite that variety, hardcore and metal are the currency of this space, and on
If you’re looking for the best searing, unplugged industrial metal of 2019, listen no further than Portland’s At the Heart of the World. This Oregonian duo unleashed their monstrous debut EP, Rotting Forms early last year, announcing their arrival into the realms of rusted, monolithic industrial with an uncommon vision.
It is impossible to give Disintegration a proper introduction without resorting to all manner of hyperbole. There’s the informational bits, that The Cure’s eighth album just kissed its twenties goodbye, much in the same way The Cure’s singer, lead guitarist and figurehead Robert Smith did when writing the album in
I’m unsure what others seek when choosing their favorite annual album, for those taken with such trivialities, that is. As far my tastes go, as one who savors hardcore punk confections, I tend to repetitiously consume what I find heaviest in caloric breakdowns and sweet earnestness. Basic genre tenets, really.
Desert Dweller Fest as far hardcore fests go, is a relatively new entity in the scene. Yet, despite its fledgling stature, what with 2018 being only its second year, the fest has already established itself as mecca for heavy music. Much of this music hails from Arizona itself, showcasing the
You don’t get much meaner than Languish. This four-piece death metal outfit has been pulverizing skulls since 2014, with its members hailing from other esteemed Arizona heavies Gatecreeper, North and Territory; Languish has been an entity of destined greatness since inception. Their debut album, 2015’s Extinction, was ten songs of