Hawkwind will not be playing the Mod Club tomorrow, and if you read between the lines, it’s pretty clear who the band is blaming for this postponement.
Hellbound Metal: ”
From start to finish Fatality flat out rip on Psychonaut. One can practically taste the sweat being flung from the flying hair of band and fans alike. Catchy as hell riffs and oh-hell-yeah solos get thrown around like nobody’s business.”
Hellbound Metal: “Hey, I know they’re pretty much preaching to the choir at this point; I’ve been worshiping at the Church of Misery for quite some time now. That said, for fans of fuzz-heavy doom, I repeat: this is better than the new Black Sabbath.”
By Gruesome Greg I don’t deny that I’m not as plugged-in to the local scene as I used to be, so if it takes…
Hellbound Metal: “Alas, while part of me is still pining for the s/t, I’m digging this new direction as well.”
Anyways, warming the unseasonably cold wastelands of Toronto tonight is a terrific touring package featuring Torche, KEN Mode and Lo-Pan. It feels like I haven’t seen Torche in a long time, but turns out I last caught ’em last summer when they toured with COC…
“By this point in the night the press of bodies on the main floor was damn near suffocating. Coupled with the intense heat, it was a sweaty affair indeed. Hair flying and riffs flying faster, Cannibal Corpse set a blistering pace for their 90+ minute, 20 song set.”
Matt Hinch reviews the May 31st Toronto stop of the Decibel Magazine Tour, featuring Cannibal Corpse, Napalm Death, Immolation and Beyond Creation. Cannibal Corpse photos by Adam Wills
While early June promises to be punishing, it’s worth noting for those who are stuck in the city this long weekend that Oxbow is playing Toronto tonight. For the first time. Ever.
First thing I thought when I woke up this morning was “Hey, it’s Record Store Day!” No, not Hitler’s Birthday, the Columbine Massacre Anniversary, the day Black Sabbath tickets go on sale (I got mine on Thursday via presale–33rd row floors) or even that day when everybody gathers in a park to smoke pot. Apparently, purchasing vinyl is now more important to me than smoking marijuana. I think I’m becoming a square, maaaaan!
Harangue has delivered a concise EP filled with a sense of controlled anarchy. The energy level flogs the listener into submission and begs for repeated spins. It’s also that energy that’s sure to make their live performance a bruising affair. Battle not with moshers?