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From the crunchy guitar and classic metal vocal power of Savage Messiah’s “Solar Corona” from Hands Of Fate to Bell Witch’s herculean Mirror Reaper to All Pigs Must Die’s latest audio attack to Gwar’s first record without Oderus, late October 2017 has some brilliant moments for the metal world to enjoy and argue over! Check out why we recommend this handful for you to purchase before November’s coming fire BELOW.Add to My Radar
“We’re not a political band. Of course it touches on political subject matter. If you want a theme for the band as a whole it’s…we’re all fuckin’ screwed.”-Kevin Baker
The intoxication of power fuels the rage filled, Entombed Core friendly batshit awesome GOD IS WAR (Southern Lord), the anticipated full length debut from All Pigs Must Die. Featuring members of The Hope Conspiracy, Converge and Bloodhorse, APMD have been setting the underground ablaze. With one of the most insightful and ferocious LP’s of recent memory and an upcoming Power of the Riff appearance (also featuring Pentagram, black cobra, Eyehategod, Winter, Masakari and more) the APMD boys are taking names.
The band released their self-titled debut EP on their own Nonbeliever Records in 2010, and has toured regionally over recent months, already amassing a die hard legion of followers eager to rip into GOD IS WAR. Fans of Today Is The Day, Trap Them, Jungle Rot or the above mentioned bands will be nuts for this.
Click HERE to read a talk with vocalist Kevin Baker (one of the greatest voices in hardcore) about this new, metal leaning warhorse of a band.Add to My Radar
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The gnarliest punk album of the year just dropped. Love Is A Lie, Filth Is Eternal from Filth Is Eternal (formerly F'd and B'd) reminds us that there was a time when Seattle bands were considered dangerous, when Mudhoney might jump on your face and half the roster of Sub Pop didn't look like even Starbucks wasn't gentrified enough for their tepid, pale faced indie rock bullshit. Filth Is Eternal plays an explosive blend of go for the throat, not a moment wasted punk n' roll married to Sonic Youth flirting dissonance and with tones ugly enough to make Fudge Tunnel blush and The Bronx seem like Captain & Tennille. Fronted by an actual snarling wild animal over some of the best riffs and beats you have ever heard. This record reminds me of a show I played in 1997 with my old band Fuse where I got wasted on unclean tapline Rolling Rocks and bottom shelf whiskey after getting a tattoo and ended up rolling on a country bar floor half nude and bleeding and smearing black grime and tattoo inky residue and blood everywhere, waking up the next day feeling kind of aroused and ready to fight literally anything but also half dead. Sirhan Sirhan is gonna get out of jail and be all stoked to enter polite society and this shit will play and it will retrigger a hypnotic trance and make dude go all Winter Soldier on some dudes. If your band doesn't bang as hard as the ending of "The Dog", just quit now.