12th May 2025
Behölder – In the Temple of the Tyrant – Album Review
They brought me the record in a brown paper sleeve, as if smuggling contraband into the crypt. Acolyte Jacob said…
They brought me the record in a brown paper sleeve, as if smuggling contraband into the crypt. Acolyte Jacob said…
They called it a performance. I call it an unprovoked assault. The night Gary Moore took the stage at the…
Brake Loose bounded into the music community with their Debut EP ‘Frenetic’, with a sound torn from the heart of…
Hard-hitting Toronto Band TUMBLE head into the psychedelic heavy rock scene; you see them strip away old layers of this…
My hand shakes as I type! The Spirit cautioned my heart—truly He did—yet weakness claimed me when that slithering whisper…
This album didn’t seduce me. It seized me. One second I’m sipping lukewarm coffee—thinking about emails, laundry, the usual tedium—and…
I’ve ridden through dust storms that peeled the skin clean off a man’s bones, but I’ve never heard anything like…
I didn’t listen to Mind Games — I relapsed into it. Psykosis doesn’t just play thrash — they unzip it,…
There is a room in your head you boarded shut years ago. You know the one — wallpapered in jawbone…
Somewhere beneath the enamel grin of reality, where time slips on wet floor tiles and language forgets its shoes, Abyss…
Canadian metal outfit named Refiner Drops a 2-track EP (single, who knows) called Mistake—it’s either a bold or accurate title.…
It started with a vibration in my teeth. A low-frequency murmur, like the motors in the floor beneath Block 10.…
Häxan, the all-female rock trio hailing from the grit and glamour of the city, are back with a vengeance and…
There is a sickness in this record. A fever behind the eyes. Kaminski Kinetic doesn’t so much begin as it…
Blessed be the torment. This isn’t music—it’s a fever dream administered through intravenous barbed wire. A record that doesn’t slap…
From the misty glens and windswept shores of a forgotten realm emerges “Eluveitie,” a Folk, Celtic death metal band whose…
In the places where light avoids lingering, Sunday Mourning by The Gospel found me. Not placed, not discovered—it arrived. Slipped into…
People always put artists, specifically musicians, into genre pigeonholes and to be fair, it’s understandable. You can try to distinguish…
At last, an ensemble whose name reflects their function: sonic insurgents disguised as funk musicians. Fifty years ago, WAR released…
I came into possession of this disc in a manner I’d rather not detail. A man approached me near the…
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