Author: Gruesome Greg
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Cretus – Dux Mea Lux
Given the mainstream success of Ghost, it’s not surprising to see a wave of copycat acts beginning to rise like that drunk idiot who won’t sit down during a key at-bat of the ALCS. This particular trio checks all the boxes: masks, robes, melodic vocals and Satanic themes. They’ve even got a thinly-veiled promotional website…
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Satan’s Satyrs – Don’t Deliver Us
Stop me if you’ve heard this one before. “Retro, throwback, ’70s rock worshippers with occult-themed lyrics…” But wait, this isn’t just the same old song ‘n dance. For one thing, this Virginia outfit isn’t female-fronted, nor are they merely Electric Wizard clones… although they did open for the Wizard on its North American tour. Rather,…
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AMATEUR CONCERT PHOTOGRAPHY HOUR: YOB/Sons of OTIS @ Mod Club, November 1, 2015
I can’t even remember the last time I celebrated Halloween or Samhain or whatever, but stick two stoner/doom luminaries on stage on a Sunday night in November, and that’ll get me up off my ass faster than you can say “Too much bass, Batman!”
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Moloken – All That is Left to See
Grabbed the promo of this Swedish post-sludge outfit’s third album on a whim; can’t say I’m too familiar with Moloken, as it’s been four years since their last record, which I haven’t even heard. But hey, I can always use some post-sludge in my diet… at least in moderate doses. That being said, they don’t…
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Corrections House – Know How to Carry a Whip
I’ve been following the career of sludge-metal supergroup Corrections House – featuring Mike IX Williams, Scott Kelly, Sanford Parker, Bruce Lamont et al – since the beginning, and I’ve been intrigued every step of the way. After all, what exactly would one expect from an EHG/Neurosis mash-up served with a side of Yakuza? Their initial…
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AMATEUR CONCERT PHOTOGRAPHY HOUR: PENTAGRAM/Electric Citizen/Satan’s Satyrs @ Grog Shop, Cleveland, October 11, 2015
Pentagram was scheduled to come up here for NXNE in June, but got denied at the border. So when I heard they’d be playing within driving distance–on Canadian Thanksgiving, no less–I just had to scratch that itch, eh?




