Old Corpse Road – ‘Tis Witching Hour…As Spectres We Haunt This Kingdom’
Hellbound Metal: The best new British band since The Meads of Asphodel, I can give no higher praise!
Hellbound Metal: The best new British band since The Meads of Asphodel, I can give no higher praise!
Hellbound Metal: In any case, they might have flown under the radar for some time, but this album proves that if you sleep on this Indy outfit, well, payback is a bitch. 😉
Hellbound Metal: “As Clutch tore into a blistering rendition of “Crucial Velocity” off of this year’s excellent album Earth Rocker, the crowd began its metamorphosis into one singular entity; a living, breathing cyclone of energy. For the next 90 minutes Neil commanded the stage like a preacher gone mad, pointing his fingers wildly in the air while delivering lines about who stole his rock and roll in a sermon-like fashion.”
Live review by Renee Trotier, concert photos by Albert Mansour.
Hellbound Metal: If listeners were uncertain of what to expect from Rob Zombie now, seven years after his music began to struggle and movies clearly began to take up more of his time,the singer spells out what they’re going to get pretty clearly from the moment “Teenage Nosferatu Pussy” explodes to open Venomous Rat Regeneration Vendor, his fifth album.
A new album is always a welcome sight from this longstanding Maryland doom trio
Dragged Down a Dead End Path does exactly as the title suggests. Call of the Void drags the listener, kicking and screaming, toward a gruesome end in a shallow, lonely grave they had to dig themselves.
Tune in on 102.7fm in Thunder Bay or world wide at www.luradio.ca Blowing Up The Lakehead Playlist For April 22nd, 2013 11-11:30 Woods of…
On April 15th, Absu visited Toronto once more with local guests Sylvus and Empyrean Plague. Here is a recap of the evening; photos and words by Danielle Griscti
This is a great record to listen to loud over your speakers or even better, on vinyl with your headphones on.
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!