Orange Goblin – The Wolf Bites Back
As the Elder Gods of Metal die or retire, we need new legends to fill the void left in their sonic wake: Orange Goblin…
As the Elder Gods of Metal die or retire, we need new legends to fill the void left in their sonic wake: Orange Goblin…
It’s been about three and a half years since we last heard from Orange Goblin, but it’s good to have them back. Album number…
What nicer way can there be for spending the first ‘over 20-degree Celsius’ weekend of the year than at a rock festival with a…
I have a confession to make: I’m not a super-huge Clutch fan. Mind you, I think I’ve seen ‘em three of the last four…
In an ever-changing world, one in which the foundations upon which our reality stands are constantly shifting, one thing you can be sure of…
OK, it’s been a little while since I’ve done any blogging around here, but I wanted to put my year-end top 10 lists some place for posterity–and where people would actually read ’em. Lemme just say that 2014 was the craziest year in recent memory for me, and if I ever start making movies about my life, this’ll be where I begin. And hey, if nothing else, it’s bound to have a bitchin’ soundtrack…
I must say I quite enjoyed the Goblin’s last album when it came out, oh, some two-and-a-half years ago. I missed their headlining tour…
Hellbound Metal: ”
Hey there, Hellbound readers! We are a little behind in playlists, Sean has been too busy with work related things to update everything as much as he should, so here are two weeks worth of playlists.”
I forgot that our brave legislators only listen to bands like the Eagles and Supertramp. Cuz with their new amendments to the country’s labour laws, Stephen Harper and company are making it so that crusty classic rockers and pre-fabricated pop tarts could be the only artists to ever come to Canada…
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.