4.7.08

Suicidal Tendencies - Self-Titled

by Cosmo Lee

Tomorrow's a big day for metal anniversaries. Overkill's Under the Influence and Slayer's South of Heaven both turn 20, and Suicidal Tendencies' self-titled debut turns 25. Now, Suicidal Tendencies isn't a metal record. Other than a few metal-ish leads, it's hardcore punk. It's also Suicidal Tendencies at their most vicious - and fun. They weren't weighed down yet by a subconscious, radio concerns, or experimentation with metal and funk; they were just snotty punks going for it. The video for "Institutionalized," where Mike Muir looks like he's 15, is one of the great treasures of the '80s. (That's Slayer's Tom Araya pushing Muir at 0:35.) Between it, Black Flag, Repo Man, and Dogtown and Z-Boys, I have this warped image of '80s SoCal as a beachfront heaven of punk shows filled with dudes in plaid and skaters doing that old-school, horizontal, hand-on-the-ground style. Happy 25th to one of the most awesomely juvenile albums ever.

Institutionalized
I Saw Your Mommy

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3.7.08

How to survive Dude Fest as a dudette

Photo by Jess Blumensheid

Our own Jess Blumensheid has written a feature for Venus Zine entitled "How to survive Dude Fest as a dudette". The latest Dude Fest had an unbelievably awesome lineup, including Torche, Kylesa, Coliseum, Fight Amp, The Gates of Slumber, Pig Destroyer, Insect Warfare, Howl, and Graf Orlock, among many others. As advertised, Fest participants skewed heavily towards XY chromosomes. Jess' guide to survival as an XX is a glimpse into what might happen if Glamour covered metal - but knew what they were talking about.

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2.7.08

Pharaoh - Be Gone

by Cosmo Lee

Pharaoh's new record Be Gone is streaming in full on label Cruz Del Sur's MySpace until July 5. I soaked up the whole thing in one sitting. It deserves the accolades it's getting. I'm not normally a fan of power metal, but this record goes down smoothly - guitars, drums, the vocals of Tim Aymar (who sang for Chuck Schuldiner's Control Denied). A t-shirt scan above reveals Aymar saluting Death (natch), drummer Chris Black plugging his rock 'n' roll band Superchrist, and guitarist Matt Johnsen unexpectedly supporting Danish indie prog act Mew. Mew are a must-hear, with an awesomely helium-voiced singer in the '70s AOR tradition (Supertramp, Kansas, etc.). Johnsen's bio states that his heavy metal mantra is "Don't just listen to metal, but don't stop listening to metal!" Amen.

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Relapse
The End

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1.7.08

Project: Failing Flesh - The Conjoined

by Cosmo Lee

Project: Failing Flesh's main selling point is probably vocalist Eric Forrest, formerly of Voivod. His time in Voivod is highly underrated; the band lost the nuance it had with original vocalist Snake, but it became heavy as hell. After Voivod, Forrest formed his own cyber-thrash outfit, E-Force. He also linked up with brothers Tim and Kevin Gutierrez, of Vienna, VA, to form Project: Failing Flesh. More accurately, the brothers emailed Forrest out of the blue, and he agreed to contribute vocals after hearing their material.

Through the Broken Lens
Regenerate

Forrest's yells and occasional singing are sturdy enough, but the brothers Gutierrez are the real stars of The Conjoined (Burning Star, 2007). They wrote all the music and played all the instruments, except for some keyboards, trumpets, and cello. The record is some of the freshest metal I've heard in ages. Meshuggah, Voivod, Godflesh, black metal, industrial electronics, and general weirdness intertwine seamlessly; a lot of neurons are firing here. One never knows what's around the corner, but it's usually a pleasant surprise. Such unpredictability reminds me of Mike Patton, but none of his projects have been this heavy or substantial.

I recently had a discussion with live4metal.com's Dave Schalek about the state of metal today, and we generally agreed that the major subgenres of metal (death, black, thrash, etc.) have run their course creatively. Metal hasn't had any major paradigm shifts since black metal in the '90s; trends since then have been more faddish than innovative. The concept of "hybrid vigor" greatly appeals to me (interracial marriages, mixed-breed animals, etc.), and I believe the way forward with metal is hybridization à la Project: Failing Flesh.

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The End
Burning Star
Amazon (MP3)

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30.6.08

Voivod - Dimension Hatröss

by Cosmo Lee

Last weekend marked the 20th anniversary of Voivod's Dimension Hatröss. The core of Voivod's golden era trilogy, it bridged Killing Technology's departure from prior Motörhead worship and Nothingface's prog polish. The record remains revelatory today. That's because it's elusive; it hits you and runs away at the same time. So much metal feels like an end game: head for death as fast and hard as possible. Voivod did that early on, but then they started poking and prodding and turning things inside out. By Dimension Hatröss, the band had twisted thrash into strange, futuristic forms. (Perhaps it was a spiritual forebear of Meshuggah.) Denis "Piggy" D'Amour (RIP) was recognizable within a few notes, a distinction few guitarists ever reach. Other things were going on here, particularly conceptually with regard to the band's Voivod mascot - see this interview - but for me, this is where Piggy found his six-string voice.

Tribal Convictions
Macrosolutions to Megaproblems

The Dimension Hatröss demos are available here.

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27.6.08

Interview: Dave Adelson, 20 Buck Spin

by Jess Blumensheid

Dave Adelson is the man behind one of doom metal's most gracious labels, 20 Buck Spin. It was born in 2005 with SPIN001, the re-released Supereclipse by Black Boned Angel. From day one, Adelson's life became the label that began as a mixtape of his favorite bands. Adelson bonds comfortably with acts like The Obsessed, Grey Daturas, Coffins, and Graves At Sea, lowering the divide between business partners and close friends. What arose as a love for extreme music now flourishes as a small yet thriving label that continuously gives back to the metal community. With the label's advancing success and his recent purchase of the Olympia, WA record store Phantom City Records, Adelson has been able to pay the bills by doing what he does best: being a true metalhead. We talked with Adelson via email to cap off 20 Buck Spin week.

[Stream 20 Buck Spin's online mixtape]

What are your criteria when selecting bands for 20 Buck Spin?

The only real criteria there's ever been is music that's heavy and/or dark. It also has to be something that I want to listen to repeatedly. Lately there has been stuff I want to release that I don't feel is necessarily appropriate for 20 Buck Spin, and for that reason I'm "spinning" off another label soon. 20 Buck Spin will remain a diverse label that will always have its foundation in metal, even if some of the releases seem to deviate from that label to some extent. 20 Buck Spin is my personal mixtape for whoever cares to listen.

Explain the risks for those interested in starting their own record label.

Well, I suppose the risk you take is losing a lot of money and embarrassing yourself by supporting music that sucks. One kind of leads to the other. Figure out ahead of time what you really want to achieve. Are you doing it to help out friends? Then maybe making money isn't so important. I want to make enough money to keep putting out more records and pay the label's bills. If you can do that, you're running a successful label in my mind. My goal is just to put out good music in a quality looking package.

What is the Business 101 on making connections with bands like Coffins? What causes a band to spark the thought that they'd do justice for your label?

If you think a band is killer and want to do something with them, literally just ask them. That's how I hooked up with Coffins. My friend Mauz gave me their first album, I thought it ruled and I just emailed [Coffins frontman/guitarist] Uchino about maybe doing something and he was into it. I suppose depending on the band it may matter how "established" your label is and what bands you've worked with previously. I worship Darkthrone and Throbbing Gristle, but it's not likely either would consider doing a record on 20 Buck Spin if I asked them.

As for what makes bands think they got the goods to be on 20 Buck Spin, I'm sure they just look at the roster and previous releases, and based on that determine whether or not their band might be to my liking. Actually, sometimes I don't know if bands really pay attention to that, either. I need to put up some kind of disclaimer, I think. I get hit up by a lot of shitty solo projects that have a demo after three months of existence that they deem worthy of me releasing. Probably not gonna happen, lads. If a band thinks I might like them because they play in a similar style to The Endless Blockade, for example, then it follows that they should be as good or better then the Blockade are because I'm already working with them and I don't need two. I already got the best.


Logo by Arik Roper

What's the prized lesson you've learned by running 20 Buck Spin?

Maybe not something I've learned, but something I always believed that has been reaffirmed doing the label is that in the music biz the best way to have lasting relationships with bands, or anyone else involved for that matter, is to treat them honestly and treat them as friends. A band/label relationship needs to be looked at as an equal partnership in my mind, and I don't want to work with bands who don't understand that. The label is not "bigger" or more important than the band, and vice versa. We need each other to achieve the goals we're working towards.

Why is maintaining a small-label mentality so important for 20 Buck Spin?

I've thought a lot about whether I want the label to become some kind of bigger entity like the major metal labels, and I just don't know. I'm pretty happy with the way things are right now. It seems like with the bigger labels, only a very small fraction of the ten albums they release every month are any good. A lot of it is downright embarrassing. Maybe I'm just a snob, but smaller labels always seem to be doing a better job with more sincerity, more fairness to the bands, and finding cool new bands. Having a bunch of employees just seems like a hassle, too. I'm kind of a control freak about the label. The best labels around, like Tank Crimes, Nuclear War Now, Life Is Abuse, and Prank are all one- or two-man ops.

What monetary hurdles do you face with the label?

Man, in my personal life I'm just a working class dad livin' paycheck to paycheck, and the label pretty much works the same way, if that makes any sense. As soon as cash comes in, it goes back out for something else. If I can snag a few bucks to help pay the rent or my phone bill, it's been a good month. Also, if there ever is a surplus of dough, that just means I can release one more record this year than I thought I could (since I'm always committed to more than I can actually afford). In other words, just like life, it's a constant struggle. But I'd much rather live this way doin' something I love and scraping by than live comfortably by slaving away in a cubicle doing meaningless shit for The Man.


Black Boned Angel - Superclipse
SPIN001

With Black Boned Angel's reissue Supereclipse in 2005, 20 Buck Spin rose up from the ground. What motivated you to give light to this release along with your own record label?

At that time, that album was kind of the embodiment of a lot of different shit I liked about music. It was utterly heavy but on the experimental side, for sure. I knew if I did a label I wanted to represent both facets, and Supereclipse, being only released as a really limited CD-R, was just asking for a wider release. So, like I said before about contacting people, I just emailed Campbell [Kneale, mastermind behind Black Boned Angel and Birchville Cat Motel] outta the blue, and he was into it. It helped that the bonus track he gave me was about 15 minutes long and the most crushing of the three.

I'd been working at Alternative Tentacles at that time for about six months and felt that a lot of connections I had made and knowledge I had gained through that job would help me get my own label off the ground, and it certainly did help in the early stages. But working for other labels has always had creative restrictions (after all, it's someone else's baby). So 20 Buck Spin was just my way of taking total control of a label in every way in exactly the way I wanted it to be done. No outside influence.

What are your goals for the label?

My goal has always just been to release records and bands I really like and would want to listen to a lot. And I do listen to all the shit I put out constantly. I am intimately familiar with every album I've released. I really just don't want to contribute to the glut of shit records being released all the time, and I hope that the label is not perceived that way. I'd be horrified if I was adding to the landfill of terrible garbage you generally see advertised in the magazines. Seems like people like the records I've been releasing, but it's hard to know how it's really perceived.

The other goal is just to make enough cash to keep putting out more records without losing my ass over it. I can't really afford to lose money in my life, so if the label ever gets that way, I'll just fold it. But at this point it's paying for itself, so in that regard, goal attained.

For their first US tour ever, Coffins were introduced to America via the Maryland Deathfest, with you as their tour guide. What compelled you to drive them all over the East Coast?

Well, luckily I didn't have to drive them all over. The first leg of the tour they were driven around by The Endless Blockade and their awesome driver Christina. So I gotta give credit where it's due. Andrew Nolan, Blockade bass player and lead academic, plotted the course of the tour and booked the shows (with the exception of Deathfest) and coordinated a lot of that. I met up with the band around Pittsburgh, and from there I was Coffins driver, guide, mouthpiece, and spiritual guru. I did facilitate connecting the two bands, as well as getting the Deathfest to bring 'em over. It was a lot of work to make it all happen, but it was more than worth it for me to see two of my favorite bands play together. And witnessing Coffins at Deathfest, the culmination of a lot of work for a lot of people, and seeing the crowd reaction (I was watching from the side of the stage) made it all worthwhile. Bringing a band all the way from Japan to play and the fact that it all went down OK was for me a definite highlight in the label history so far. I'm working on getting them back over to the West Coast, my homeland, in the spring of '09.


Coffins/The Endless Blockade
Tour Poster 2008

How has your battle with cancer cultivated the label?

Cancer fucked up my life in ways I can't even begin to explain here. The year it was all going down was the first year of the label, 2005, and that was the main reason I only got two records out that year. My friend Mauz who does Life Is Abuse had to physically assemble and ship out all the Graves At Sea/Asunder LP's for me because I was pretty much bedridden when it came out. Most of 2006 I spent recovering and getting used to my altered way of life, and also there was a lot of other personal upheaval that year, so getting six records out was pretty miraculous. 2007 again was characterized by enough personal problems that I felt like it somewhat affected the label. I felt I could have done better. Now I've moved out of the Bay Area and left behind a lot of bad memories and feel a lot more at ease up here in Cascadia. In a sense, I feel that 2008 might be the first year of 20 Buck Spin operating at full capacity. So I'm hoping I can get through it without any more bullshit going down. If it wasn't for bad luck I wouldn't have no luck at all.

What was life like before you gave birth to 20 Buck Spin?

Life pre-20 Buck Spin was still a lot of involvement with music. I worked at Necropolis Records in the early part of the century, and in the late 20th century I did a 'zine called Short Wave Warfare. Before that, I did a metal radio show at my high school radio station in Concord, CA. So I've been involved with this shit in one way or another for a long time. For most of that time, since I was 20, I've also had a daughter who is really way more important to me than any of this other stuff.

What's your daughter's response to your involvement in the metal community as well as the music you listen to?

Thus far my daughter has little interest in metal - at 10 years old. I haven't pushed it on her 'cause I feel like when parents try too hard to get their kids into what they're into, the kids just reject it during their teen years. So she hears it, it's around, but she's never expected to like it or participate. Living in Olympia now, it's a good place for a girl to be into music. It's very female-friendly here. I think she'll really like the punk rock house shows that are such a big part of the Olympia music scene. I took her to a few shows at [924] Gilman Street when I was still living in the East Bay, and she enjoyed the social atmosphere of it. My daughter doesn't live in Oly yet, she's still in the Bay Area, but visits often and will probably move here in the near future. So, whatever she ends up being into is cool with me - kids need to be allowed to develop their own interests, not inherit their parents'. She loves Miley Cyrus right now, but I've managed to get her interested in stuff like Johnny Cash, Lush (she really loves "Ladykillers" and "Single Girl" [from 1996's Lovelife]), and Kimya Dawson. She's a really happy kid, and doesn't understand why metal dudes are always screaming about shit.

What do you wish to see happen with the label in the next five years?

I want it to grow in a way that allows me to work with more established bands I admire and respect, in addition to still trying to find a lot of newer, worthy bands. Dream bands to work with would be Darkthrone, Bohren Und Der Club Of Gore, Philip Jeck, Nurse With Wound, Eyehategod, Jack Rose, Daniel Higgs, Amps For Christ, and Corrupted among many others. I really just want to keep it relevant. It seems like after a certain amount of years, almost every label, with very few exceptions, seems to lose the ability to put out good records (I'm speaking mainly of metal labels here), even if they are bigger now then they were. In fact, it seems like that growth is directly related to the decline in good records. So, I hope I can avoid that pitfall. If it's starting to feel shitty, I really don't think I'll have a problem putting the whole thing to bed.

I just bought a record store in Olympia called Phantom City Records. So in addition to the label, I'll be concentrating on that for a while as well. It's something I always wanted to do. Despite the shitty climate for selling music these days, I feel like I can make it work to the extent that it pays for itself and maybe even pays me a little. Mostly I just want to have fun with it, just like the label.

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26.6.08

Coffins - Buried Death

by Cosmo Lee

Since 1996, Tokyo's Coffins have honed an instantly recognizable blend of death and doom metal. Other bands have similar girth and fuzz, but few have such command over momentum. One gets the image of a massive mecha machine building up a head of steam. Commonly cited reference points include Autopsy, Winter, and Hellhammer (including copious Tom G. Warrior "Ooh!"s), though I like Coffins most when they shift into a sort of one and half gear between death and doom. It's a simple oompah that's so primal and right. "Altars in Gore" is basically the "Peter Gunn" theme as a hammering two-step. "Under the Stench" begins with Godflesh's Godzilla stop-motion stomp, then lumbers into an inexorable AT-AT Walker trudge. Chris Moyen, responsible for Coffins' other lids, outdoes himself with a graveyard that contains a canny tombstone reference: "Mary Westmacott, 1890-1976." That's Agatha Christie - well-played. Both the CD and LP come in gatefold packaging; the latter includes a poster, with the first 200 mailorder copies adding a patch and stickers. 20 Buck Spin really stepped it up a notch here.

Altars in Gore
Under the Stench

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25.6.08

The Endless Blockade - Primitive

by Jess Blumensheid

The day The Endless Blockade aren't pissed, there will be no god. (Ed. note: Or there might be one.) They live up to their name by instilling extreme wrath for human trash, wasteful lifestyles, and the fear of god in every release. Such hostility allows The Endless Blockade to enclose themselves with music elitism, pretentiousness, and isolationism. But taking hostility to such an extent is potentially counterproductive by inviting others to share the same distaste for humankind and love for powerful music.

Irrationalism Uberalles
Thick Skin, Transparent Blood
Perfection

Primitive (20 Buck Spin, 2008) explodes in severely acidic rage. The album slabs together a mash of coarse power violence, splintering harsh noise, and commanding power electronics. The Endless Blockade evoke the loathsomeness of Man Is the Bastard and the throbbing fast-slow-fast construction of Crossed Out. In particular, the rasping blastbeats and rapid riffs in "Irrationalism Uberalles" share similarities with those of Crossed Out's "Crown of Thorns."

With Scott Hull's mixing touch, Primitive breathes just enough. "Thick Skin, Transparent Blood" slows things down, opening with tasty, lumbering chords. Taps on the snare warn of imminent attack; guitars then spew their guts through projectile vomiting. Such wrath mirrors the Nietzsche quote in the liner notes:

All idealists imagine that the causes they serve are significantly better than the other causes in the world; they do not want to believe that if their cause is to flourish at all, it needs exactly the same foul smelling manure that all other human undertakings require.

The band lectures similarly in "Perfection" and "Do Not Resuscitate." In the former, deafening static accompanies snippets of religious discourse. Amid violent power electronics, the song hisses, "Man understands divinity like a dog understands electricity." Such words truly bring home The Endless Blockade's discontent with our ignorance.

Buy:
The End
20 Buck Spin

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24.6.08

Vargr - Northern Black Supremacy

by Cosmo Lee

One of Buddhism's most famous koans is "If you meet the Buddha, kill him." It seems counterintuitive, but it makes sense in Buddhism, which posits that the Buddha nature is inside all of us. In Buddhism, the way to enlightenment is to eliminate all desire. (Of course, this raises the paradox of the desire to eliminate desire as an impediment to enlightenment. Many texts already discuss Buddhism's paradox of desire, so I'll let that issue lie as not fatal to this discussion.) The Buddha in the road would be an external, and thus false, embodiment of the Buddha nature. In other words, we should not desire to find internal truth in external manifestations of it.

Mord
Bring Forth the Ways of Old

That nothing external should be one's master is a powerful assertion. (Again, never mind the logical contradiction that a command to disregard authority acts like one itself.) It negates patriotism, religion, hierarchy, and the like. It also squares with certain notions of individualism offered under the guise of Satanism (which would properly then not be called Satanism, a term under the Judeo-Christian framework). And, more pertinently, it applies to metal.

Vargr is the black metal project of Henrik "Lord Nordvargr" Björkk, of legendary death industrial (or black industrial or industrial noise or whatever you want to call it) outfit Mz.412, whose Burning the Temple of God used a certain photo of a burning church as its cover two years before Michael Moynihan and Didrik Søderlind's book Lords of Chaos did. The project's catchphrase is "True Black Nekronoise Metal," which is ludicrous, as a misspelled, made-up name with so many adjectives can hardly be "true" to anything. Indeed, the artwork invokes so many black metal/Satanic cliches - 666, upside-down crosses, pentagram, Baphomet head - that it seems like a put-on.

Yet Northern Black Supremacy (20 Buck Spin, 2007) is "true black metal" precisely by not being "true black metal." If "true black metal," whatever that is, is transgressive and individualistic, then hewing to finite notions of it betrays its very essence. Here, Lord Nordvargr goes through black metal motions - minor chords, howling rasps, lo-fi production. But he can't keep his true self/selves contained. Jet engine noise pours out of his Mz.412 side; more subdued dark ambience spills from his Nordvargr guise (see last year's fine The Betrayal of Light on tUMULt). Vocal snippets float throughout like a shortwave radio scanning a killer's psyche. "Bring Forth the Ways of Old" isn't "black metal" in the conventional sense; it's a noise workout. But the way its flames sear the edges of the frequency spectrum feels exactly like black metal's best.

Buy:
The End
20 Buck Spin

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23.6.08

Humanfly - II

This week is 20 Buck Spin week at Invisible Oranges. The Olympia-via-Bay Area label/distro is Dave Adelson, who has curated an impressive discography starting with SPIN001 in 2005, a reissue of Black Boned Angel's debut EP, on up to the crushing new record from Coffins (SPIN020). From doom to black metal to flat-out weirdness, 20 Buck Spin stands for handpicked quality. This week, we'll cover the label's latest offerings, as well as talk to the man himself.


by Cosmo Lee

The UK's Humanfly are really a '70s psych/prog band who got trapped in the '00s and decided to make the most of it. Thus, they update psychedelic tones and spacy synths with heavy riffs and beautifully robust production. Lazy comparisons will lump them in with the NeurIsis sound, but while the band embodies elements of that aesthetic, "slow and melodic" is the extent of it. The main fault of NeurIsis bands today is that they confuse balancing light and dark with mining a mediocre middle. All too often such bands muck about between pretty and heavy, not really exploring either.

Nenhuns Deuses Nenhuns Mestres

Humanfly aren't so. Their light and dark extend upwards and downwards; the high end sparkles with spiraling melodies, and the low end doesn't skimp on heaviness, though it's more hardcore-gone-sludge than metal. Such use of the full frequency spectrum recalls the mighty Year of No Light, though Humanfly are more expansive. Unlike many other bands, when they wax psychedelic, Humanfly aren't merely biding time until the next loud part. They let synths whoosh and build skyward with wide-eyed innocence; when they threaten to float into oblivion - only then do they drop the hammer. Unlike calculatingly loud-soft-loud NeurIsis clones, Humanfly still turn corners to see where they'll lead.

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20 Buck Spin
Humanfly MySpace

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20.6.08

Grand Magus - Iron Will

by Cosmo Lee

Some records are so metal that one has no choice but to genuflect before them. Iron Will (Rise Above, 2008) is one such record. Janne Christoffersson is the vocalist for Spiritual Beggars, the retro rock project of Arch Enemy guitarist Michael Amott. In Grand Magus, Christoffersson sings and slings a mean axe himself. In fact, he's got some of the best riffs in the biz. Lumbering doom, Viking pageantry, traditional metal - the guy can do it all. Iron Will could have come out 20 years ago, and it would still hold up today. This kind of metal doesn't go out of style, especially with songs this strong. Try not to bang your head to "Iron Will" - it's impossible. When Christoffersson booms, LIKE THE OAR STRIKES THE WATER, damned if I don't want to head for the nearest longboat pronto. One can practically smell the leather tanning. Beowulf metal doesn't get much better than this.

Like the Oar Strikes the Water
Iron Will

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Rise Above (CD)
Rise Above (vinyl)

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19.6.08

Nachtmystium - Assassins: Black Meddle Pt. 1

by Jess Blumensheid

Nachtmystium's demise isn't near, but they should embrace the time they have left. After signing with major label Century Media, intuitive bands work on the ticking clock that measures the downfall toward mediocrity. Usually, scraggly production is the first thing to go - The Haunted is a prime example. Here, Century Media strips away the hissing recording that complements black metal's signature hum. This, along with changing vocals, pulls Nachtmystium far away from their true Darkthrone-seasoned flavor.

Assassins (excerpt)
Seasick Part 2 (excerpt)

Evidence of this appears in the second track of Assassins: Black Meddle Pt. I. "Assassins" first strikes with a barrage of fluent blastbeat, blistering riff, and Blake Judd's familiar Nachtmystium/Twilight rasp. But then comes a putrid chorus that brushes off all of the band's black metal foliage. In homoerotic camaraderie, the men of Nachtmystium bark, "We feel nothing / And are nothing / Traveling leaches / Rejecting weakness / We stand alone." With these layman lyrics and repetitive riffs, "Assassins" is the longest Nachtmystium song ever. They trick us in the "Seasick" three-song series with atmospheric interludes that juice Assassins into a tangy citrus. Then the sap turns sour with "Seasick (Part 2: Oceanborne)." The track exemplifies Assassin's weak approach to Nachtmystium's once fierce abomination. After a gentle riff reminiscent of Earth’s ambient psychedelia, a soaring saxophone leaps in, cluttering Assassins with reeking sewage. This shit is rank!

Regardless of what path Nachtmystium take, their old material will always do them justice. Eulogy IV and Instinct: Decay voyage deep into the depths of black death. Their beastly delivery in these releases shells out magnificent, lo-fi fuzz that echoes hauntingly in menacing chambers. This stuff runs thick in my blood, a feeling not easily lost. But such darkness is missing in Assassins. I hope it isn’t the beginning of an end, as it's barely worthy of an invisible orange.

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Amazon (MP3)
Century Media

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18.6.08

Alice Cooper - Trash

by Cosmo Lee

Yesterday's post made me revisit Alice Cooper's Trash (Epic, 1989) for the first time in over 15 years. It was the first tape I ever bought for the sole purpose of shocking my mother with the cover. (It worked. I also remember feeling that the inside artwork in Appetite for Destruction had crossed some sort of line.) Funny how tastes change - in retrospect, this record seems hardly edgy at all. Basically, it's '80s cock rock tinged with Cooper's trademark camp horror, sort of a hair metal version of King Diamond.

House of Fire
Bed of Nails

Two things stand about this record, though. First are the awful, awful lyrics, which I can't imagine anyone singing with a straight face. "Pull my trigger / I get bigger / Then I'm lots of fun / I'm your gun"??? This makes Licensed to Ill look like Ulysses. Second is the fact that Trash was an album by committee. The songwriting co-credits are numerous - Joan Jett on "House of Fire" (which had an incredibly hot video, at least to 12 year-old me), Jon Bon Jovi and Richie Sambora, and Diane Warren on "Bed of Nails," which surprises me because she's a woman, yet is responsible for lines like "I'll lay you down and when all else fails / I'll drive you like a hammer on a bed of nails." Maybe it's the songwriting equivalent of a Harlequin romance novel.

Other than Cooper himself, the main party to blame/credit for Trash is Desmond Child, who co-wrote 9 of the album's 10 songs. Maybe that's why they have so many tricky moves that only professional songwriters can do. "House of Fire" is essentially one continuous gearshift key change. The chorus of "Bed of Nails" sounds like that of Bon Jovi's "You Give Love a Bad Name," which makes sense, since he co-wrote that hit, as well as a gazillion others. Look at his discography - it's jaw-dropping. The guy did some of Aerosmith's and Bon Jovi's biggest hits, KISS' "I Was Made for Lovin' You," Ricky Martin's "Livin' la Vida Loca," and Sisqó's "Thong Song"? Pure genius.

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17.6.08

Metal dance remixes

by Cosmo Lee

The music at my gym is mostly horrible Hi-NRG dance fare. I have made multiple complaints, to little avail. As a result, I have probably been subjected to more dance versions of pop songs than any other human alive, including "Total Eclipse of the Heart," Johnny Cash's "Ring of Fire," Skee-Lo's "I Wish," Extreme's "More Than Words," and Celine Dion's song from The Titanic. Screw waterboarding and Deicide - as torture, this stuff would be infinitely more effective.

Poison (Alice Cooper)
Poison (Groove Coverage)

Nothing, however, could have prepared me for the most surreal remix of all (by a German group called Groove Coverage (a name which doesn't even make sense - it sounds like a football defensive scheme)). The moment is firmly etched in my mind. I was on the stair machine. Second one from the left. Doing the stairs. Doing the stairs. Over the speakers I hear, "Your cruel...device...your blood...like ice..." NOOOOOOOOOOOO. No effing way. Alice Cooper got a dance remix??? I nearly fell off the stair machine.

Even worse is the dance version of Ozzy Osbourne's "Crazy Train," by Gyr-8 Productions (yet another terrible name). Whenever I hear those arpeggiated synths at 0:19, a small part of me dies. Incredibly, this remix gets even worse. First come some "Macarena" synths. Then it goes into two different Italo house piano themes, dragging Randy Rhoads' riff along like a vestigial appendage. It's truly repulsive - which is why I can't stop listening to it. Goddamn, does it make me laugh. I can't see anyone ever dancing to it or even listening to it seriously. Maybe it's showed up in an aerobics class or two.

Crazy Train (Ozzy Osbourne)
Crazy Train (Gyr-8 Productions)

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16.6.08

Machinery - The Passing

by Cosmo Lee

I've lost much interest in Swedish melodic death metal, because of both changing tastes and stagnation/oversaturation of the music. While good melodeath records still come out (Dark Tranquillity are still thriving, while Omnium Gatherum and Mors Principium Est are enjoyable new blood), the style increasingly seems limited and conservative to me. I suppose that "style" and "limitations" are flip sides of the same coin.

I Divine
Decide My Pain

Stockholm's Machinery don't break new ground in the style. But they bring a sense of drama and ambition I haven't felt from melodeath in a while. I'm surprised how much I like The Passing (Regain, 2008), since it has so many elements I don't like: melodeath riffs, melodic singing, keyboards. The riffs are sturdy enough, however, and the leads are ripping. Both benefit from Jonas Kjellgren's (Scar Symmetry) punchy production, which preserves clarity in picking even at high speeds. The singing utilizes both growling and singing, but the latter is more of a grand Viking style instead of simple good cop/bad cop mechanics; some of the vocal patterns and melodies also recall Nevemore. As for keyboards, they tastefully act as textural color rather than a sonic crutch.

Most importantly, Machinery write actual songs. These jams stick in the head. "I Divine" is a memorable indictment of Christianity: "Why does he keep on fighting / Why does he believe in god/ I can't believe his crying / Crying for the love of god." "Decide My Pain" deploys a similarly catchy chorus. This record's got hooks, it's got scope, and on its first spin, it made me sit down and hear it straight through. I can't remember the last time a record did that!

Buy:
Regain
Relapse

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13.6.08

RIP K.Angylus, The Angelic Process

Word has been trickling out - K.Angylus, of the husband-and-wife duo The Angelic Process, passed away in late April. No official cause of death has been announced. The final Angelic Process record was the mammoth Weighing Souls With Sand, which ironically was about coping with a spouse's death. Last year, Angylus suffered a hand injury which rendered him unable to play music, and The Angelic Process went on hold indefinitely in October.

Million Year Summer

I will always associate Weighing with sickness, for different reasons. Last year I visited some friends in Texas, one of whom suffered acute food poisoning. He was retching his soul out next door, and I was trying to sleep. I put on Weighing in my headphones, turned up the volume, and was immediately bathed in a surreal, electric world in which My Bloody Valentine morphed into Neurosis. Weighing is, in a good way, one of the most grotesque-sounding records I've ever heard. It's compressed beyond belief and the guitars seemingly come from a volcano. Drums strain to punch through the din; Angylus' voice fights for its life. Few swan songs have been so passionate.

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12.6.08

Burning Witch - Crippled Lucifer

Short-lived, yet way ahead of their time, Burning Witch remain undefeatable. Ten years after its original release, Southern Lord has reissued Crippled Lucifer. This double-disc compilation of EP's Towers... and Rift.Canyon.Dreams relights the Burning Witch torch, inviting newcomers and embracing old fans to trail its gloomy illumination. Formed in '95, Burning Witch were the grandfathers of extreme doom. On the '90s doom menu, Burning Witch served the most extreme recipe, painting the doom cosmos with eerie yet vibrant colors.

History of Hell (excerpt)
Sea Hag (excerpt)

Stephen O'Malley of Sunn O))), Greg Anderson of Goatsnake, Jamie Sykes of Atavist, B.R.A.D. and G. Stuart Dahlquist of Asva, and Edgy 59 – together they awaken the silent unknown, freeing its evil into an ear-shattering explosion. Edgy 59 serves his shrieks on a bed of ice in "History of Hell." Its eerie effect compares to Khanate's Alan Dubin, as he ingests Edgy's coldness, projecting soaring wails throughout Capture and Release. Edgy frostbites ears in "Sea Hag," searing tangled chords and feedback that creep like long spider legs. He nearly sounds like a burning witch, spitting final incantations at his inquisitors as fierce flames engulf his puny body. He's gulping for air as corrosive drum strikes and extending chord vibrations trap his vocals in dark corners. I imagine this live, and I feel boiling cysts explode in my belly. 11 years after their demise, Burning Witch remain as beautifully repulsive as ever.

- Jess Blumensheid

Buy:
The End
Southern Lord
Amazon (MP3)

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11.6.08

Witch - Paralyzed

My generation's musical trends baffle me. How some kids resist listening to anything past their parents' record collection is beyond my understanding. Unless, of course, these parents munched on a '70s brunch of hot Saint Vitus cakes, savory Captain Beyond patties, and ripe Witchfinder General tarts. If this image were true for most, my generation would flourish greatly. So I fathom this: music isn't dead. The bulb of dark rock is in full bloom, and the psychedelic doom outfit Witch is a maturing seed.

Gone (excerpt)
Sweet Sue (excerpt)

I can't help but nod my head in approval when listening to its recent Tee Pee Records release Paralyzed. In addition to its classic look, Witch sounds credible. J Mascis becomes reacquainted with his drums, advancing from his past with Dinosaur Jr. and Deep Wound. Mascis locks heart and groove with bassist and good friend Dave Sweetapple, creating a harsh spark in Witch.

The band saturates Paralyzed with luscious, upbeat rhythms that pay homage to the works of Wino and label mates Graveyard. The album's catchiest riff strides high in "Gone." A healthy introduction with high-toned guitars, solid bass lines, and lively drums indents the action to the 1:06 mark. Guitars and drums flow fluently, translating classic '70s tones through clear pronunciation. "Disappear" tangles vibrant, psychedelic guitars with a beat that grows like the five men's free-flowing hairdos. Although Kyle Thomas' voice is abnormally feminine, it's not sloppy or overdone, feeding Witch with sweet authenticity. In fact, his voice is one of my favorite parts of Paralyzed. Thomas' vocals purr in "Sweet Sue," trilling words of a bittersweet vixen. With ensembles like Witch, I forgive my parents for not conceiving me decades earlier.

- Jess Blumensheid

Buy:
Tee Pee
All That Is Heavy

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