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Doomsday – S/T

24 Oct
Doomsday Band Nachtmystium

Goat’s head stew Sir?

Fancy getting pummeled into paste by some scabrous death-crust? Me too! Fancy that…

Doomsday pound away at you like a horny drunkard until you give in, squeal and enjoy it.

Then and only then, when you are slavering for more, do they finally let up and, having deflowered you, show you their atmospheric skillzzz.

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Black Breath and Victims: Live in London, UK

23 May
Black Breath - Death Metal Punk

Black Breath in the process of staving in my skull. I’m clearly no photographer but hey, it’s an original pic so cut me some slack bitch!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

He stumbled from the shadows, blinking, rubbing his eyes. They were red-rimmed with black hammocks slung beneath them like scars of lost time.

Shambling into the light, the hunched figure muttered and twitched as he repeatedly jamming his fingers in his ears. This involuntary rummaging dislodged flakes of dried blood that fell like rusty snowflakes only to catch in his stubble.

The freshly-showered and laundered commuter crowd parted easily around him as if subconsciously aware of the foreign body in its midst, slipping him through with nothing but a few sideways glances to hinder him. 

Those close enough to hear the murmuring from his cracked lips could make out the simple mantra, “Black Breath, fucking hell”, repeated again and again.

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Black Breath – Mother Abyss

5 Mar

OK, so I am about a billion years late with this but there’s a new Black Breath album teaser floating about called Mother Abyss.

Press play and you can hear for yourself but if you can’t be arsed, here is an approximation of the decimation in puny verbiage.

  • Revving motorbike engine thrash riffs.
  • More pounding and dense than before.
  • Less crust, more thrash
  • Their trademark groove is less obvious
  • The infectious flourishes haven’t been entirely sheared off though
  • A particularly impressive sustained screams brings the song to a climax.
  • It’s definitely decent but doesn’t hold a candle to anything off Razor to Oblivion or Heavy Breathing.

Enough with the bullet points already.

The new Black Breath album Sentenced to Life drops on Southern Lord on March 27 and is engineered by King Midas of guitar tone himself Kurt Ballou.

They best not let me down or I might give them a bit of a dirty look at their April 2 gig. Yeah, that’ll show ’em.

Kylesa, Black Breath and Victims Live in London

9 Feb
kylesa

Laura Pleasants, that is all gentlemen, that is all...

Wooooh yeah, motherfuckeys! I’ve just bought tickets to Kylesa for later this month and Black Breath and Victims in April. I think my head might just explode at the sheer awesomeness I am in for.

Kylesa are playing with KEN Mode, who should be pretty decent if last year’s Venerable is any indication, at theO2 Academy Islington on February 23rd. There are still tickets left if you want them. Only 11 squid plus a ridiculous booking fee of almost four English pounds.

Black Breath and Victims are set to obliterate Camden’s Underworld on April 2 for a cheeky £12. I keep pinching myself that the two bands are on the same bill. As Shakespeare once said, FUCK YEAH!

Here is some classic Kylesa to remind you how fantastic they are:

More D-beat Sir? Victims

26 Jan
Victims Hardcore Punk D-beat A Dissident

Come on, give us a cuddle. Please?

It may be old news that I remain obsessed with Trap Them’s Darker Handcraft as the latest manifestation of my deep and visceral appreciation of the chunkier permutations of hardcore, crust and metal.

But I don’t want to completely suck the marrow from that record just yet so I’m prowling the streets for a similar fix of fierce metallic hardcore.

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Top 10 Albums 2011

24 Dec

Speed demons or sweet feelings. The great gamut of music boiled down to that binary definition for most of 2011.

Music had only two roles: to put fire in my belly or smooth my furrowed brow.

I’m not cut out for new fatherhood, even second time around. My synapses need more help than ever to fire and my cranium is forever creaking, aching.

This list – my top 10 albums of 2011 – reflects this.

No black metal, no doom. Neither hip-hop, post-metal nor bass fuckery. Just various blends of death metal, crust and hardcore, preferably with that heartstarting Sunlight tone, or the polar opposite: the pastoral, the dreamy.

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