Fellow site reviewers Michael and Ryan, our shithead friend Nick, and I attended this wonderful, little show last week. Nick and I are big Enslaved fans. Ryan likes Royal Thunder, who we all love, and Michael just goes to whatever shows we tell him to go to. Needless to say, we were all pretty pumped for the bill. I love Ancient VVisdom and couldn’t wait to see them live for the first time. The rest I’ve seen before, but that made me all the more excited to see them again. Ryan was what you would call a bitch the whole time. He had a “cold” or something and whined from the get-go. Nick and I like to wait outside the venue for hours so we can get up front; however, waiting outside in forty degree weather in NY made sick Ryan more cranky. A strange, small man in a wizard hat chatted us up a bit before we entered the venue. Once inside we all took some pisses, cold medicine for Ryan, and headed up to the stage area. After four seconds of standing in the front row, Ryan decided he was too sick and headed up to the balcony to be lame. Nick followed so he could get drunk. Michael and I stayed front row. Flash-forward through an hour of waiting and us talking about Dark Souls and the concert begins. Context over. Continue reading
So, Ryan has got me to join him in a random rotation album shuffle — basically selecting twenty-five albums at random from our collections and listening to them from start to finish before moving on to the next one. Once the twenty-five are finished, we repeat. It’s a good way to bust out the stuff you don’t listen to as much or that you haven’t listened to at all. I completed my first five albums the other day, so here are some shitty thoughts on them.
NEMS / Warner Bros. / Vertigo
Black Sabbath is one of my favorite bands. From the Ozzy era, the first six albums are incredible, Sabotage being number six. I do listen to this album somewhat regularly, but since it came up in the random shuffle, I gave it a good, solid listen. For some reason I liked it more this time around than I remembered liking it. Sabotage is an excellent mix of heavier Sabbath, such as “Symptom of The Universe” — which is a fantastic track — and some more experimental stuff. The only song I wasn’t too crazy about is “Am I Going Insane.” It feels a little too poppy for the rest of the album. Otherwise this is a sexy slice of Sabbath. Continue reading
Year-end best-of lists suck. I haven’t listened to everything that came out this year that I wanted to hear yet (Neurosis, High On Fire, Melvins, etc. fucking etc). There’s just too much. And 2012 was pretty God damn good year for music. So, this is not a best of list. This is simply my favorites. The albums I spun the most. The ones I like more than the ones I hated (Muse).
In no particular order…
(Edit: Ryan is making me do a numbered list even though I don’t want to. So now the albums are numbered.)
Another kick-ass debut album. Royal Thunder’s CVI is a super dose of hard rock a la Black Sabbath doomage. Everything about this album kicks ass. Front woman Mlny Parsonz has a strong voice that leads the monstrous riffs through the seedy, dimly lit, back alleys the music feels like it’s bringing you to. This is a band that must be seen live as well. They were easily one of the best performances I saw this year. If you like your hard rock to rock hard, pick this album up immediately.
Like any good metal fan, I love Lord of The Rings. So in honor of the release of the prequel, (that is being split into three fucking films for some asinine reason (read: money)) let’s listen to some songs about wizards. Well, songs with the word “wizard” in the title anyway; they might not actually be about wizards.
“The Wizard” – Black Sabbath (Black Sabbath)
This one, we know, was indeed inspired by Gandalf. It’s filled with tasty licks that one would expect from Sabbath, Ozzy’s old howling vocals, and some harmonica also provided by the now walking corpse. Tight rhythm from Mr. Ward and Mr. Geezer all add up to a classic metal track. Continue reading
Hailing from Germany, Mournin’ is Night Sun’s one and only album. It is a chaotic slice of schizophrenic Hard Rock from the tasty Nineteen-seventies. Wasting no time to jump into the madness, the album kicks off with the appropriately titled “Plastic Shotgun“, plunging the listener with a bang right into the fast and furious style of the band. Blending riff after riff with raw pounding drums, twin guitar leads, and some jamming organ, there is an extra dose of Prog added to the mix. Songs like “Got A Bone of My Own” open with some psychedelic noodling before kicking you in the face with the fuzzy guitars and erotic riffage. When you are craving that jam oriented sound of old-school Hard Rock, there is no better way to get that fix then by sucking the vein of the actual era. It is an absolute shame this is Night Sun’s only release, at least they left us with an excellent album that truly rocks from start to finish.