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Hi! I’m a freelance writer with an interest in music, alternative culture, and media.
My writing has been featured in Bandcamp, BrooklynVegan, Exclaim!, New Noise, No Echo, and FilmBunker. I also quip about film over on Letterboxd, blog through Medium with semi-regularity, and publish a weekly music newsletter available through Substack.
I have a BA (Hons Class I) with majors in English Literature and Philosophy, and my academic work has been featured in Jacaranda and Exordium.
I know what you're thinking. Yes, this list is technically 'late' and it's already a new year. But look-I don't make the rules, okay? If studios continue to schedule and drop new films all the way up to December 31st, how can I, in good conscience, try to make an accurate EOY list without letting the counter run all the way out?
And we're back! It's a new year with the same old craziness, folks. It seems we're all sleepwalking into Year Three of this Global Plague of Endless Deferral and everyone is already exhausted, detached and utterly defeated. Very cool.
Listen to this episode from Hit Factory on Spotify. On our first episode of the new year, Owen Morawitz returns to discuss the 1994 action-thriller 'No Escape', a film set on the maximum security island prison of Absolom in the dystopian future of 2022.
It's fitting that a film like The Matrix Resurrections-the long-rumoured sequel to the groundbreaking film trilogy written and directed by Lana and Lilly Wachowski-begins and ends in a simulation. This is, after all, the same franchise that mainstreamed a pop philosophy approach to the Simulation Hypothesis, and firmly cemented the notion of being "red-pilled" into the parlance of our (increasingly troubled) times.
With this being my final newsletter for 2021, I have a few brief housekeeping items to cover. From today, I'm taking a few weeks off and I'll return to our usual programming on Monday, January 10th.
'Deathcall' is driven by grinding, stern forbearance. Much like their peers in Candlemass, Neurosis, and Bathory, Greek trio Agnes Vein skew towards the darker attitudes of the metal spectrum, with wider doom influences and bursts of black metal intensity providing primordial texture and friction.
Alright, we're here folks. After almost 100 newsletter entries, 400 songs, and over 27 hours of music (and that's just for the playlist), we've finally arrived at my hallowed Albums of the Year list for 2021. This year's crop is about as bi-polar as musical taste can get.
It's that time of season when music websites start posting their year-end lists, and No Echo is no different. I say it all the time, but without the help of so many great contributors, this site wouldn't be as strong as it is.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Taking some cues from scene stars like My Chemical Romance and Creeper, Static Dress have clearly gone for thematics and world-building over straight-forward singles.
TV has been stealing attention away from movies for years, but in 2021, that transition felt complete. With cinemas throughout much of Canada closed for a chunk of the year, there were no big -style theatrical events. Instead, seemingly every big cinematic moment of 2021 took place on the small screen.
In 2021, it's all too easy to have quality television on demand. Free-to-air is dead, long live the age of streaming. However, I do think it's incredibly telling that in compiling a list of great TV shows for this year, only four streaming services are required.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Indiana fuzz merchants Cloakroom are blasting off with a new dreamy space-rock mood setter, “At Force At Play.” The sprawling track is taken from the band’s forthcoming album, Dissolution Wave (out January 28th through Relapse Records) and is but one piece in the LP’s larger thematic concept.
We all know that December is the time for those highly-coveted 'Album of the Year' lists and self-aggrandizing Spotify Wrapped posts. But what about those less lengthy and more creatively concentrated projects? The hallowed EP and the svelte 7-inch?
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Two years in the making and entirely self-funded, the debut self-titled album from SION -the collaborative metalcore project from Howard Jones (ex-Killswitch Engage, Light The Torch) and YouTube guitar sensation Jared Dines-is finally here.
Well, folks, this latest entry of Astral Auguries was a fun one. While working on an earlier version of this piece, I managed to accidentally fall down a deep, dark Bandcamp rabbit-hole before landing on a trio of entirely different records that left a lasting impression on my already overloaded psyche. After several twists, turns, and hastily opened tabs, we’re finally here to talk about Brighton emo-crust/sludge purveyors Fall of Efrafa.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Freddie Gibbs is a busy man. Along with dropping 2020's Alfredo-his collaborative album with The Alchemist that also netted the Gary, Indiana emcee a Grammy nomination-Gibbs made his acting debut in the film Down with the King and launched his own wine brand.
In defense of an eponymous sleeper and the ultimate workout record. In my review of Birmingham progressive metalcore outfit ERRA’s latest record (it’s really good, check it out), I mapped out my feelings on why certain bands choose to go down the “self-titled” route when naming a new album: "Self-titled records typically serve as cautionary artifacts in the realm of heavy music. In most cases, they act as a form of introduction—the defining statement for a young group at the beginning of...
If there's one thing Hollywood loves, it's taking an existing IP with a built-in fanbase and repackaging it in both form and content for new (and existing) audiences. For this reason alone, adaptations have become the dominant cultural logic of media production for this millennium, generating billions in revenue from every conceivable property type.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Gregor Barnett, guitarist/co-vocalist for Philly punk rockers The Menzingers, is turning folk troubadour with the release of his debut solo album, Don't Go Throwing Roses In My Grave, out February 18th through Epitaph Records.
Last week I went to the premiere of the MCU's latest blockbuster instalment and ahhh... it's not good, folks. Here's a preview of my luke-warm takes: " Eternals is a muddled misfire of cosmic proportions and a welcome reminder that Feige & Co are only human after all."
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Admittedly, YG kind of lost me there for a few years. As much as I adore a record like 2016's Still Brazy , his direct follow-ups- Stay Dangerous (2018) and 4Real 4Real (2019)-left a whole lot to be desired.
Well, we did it, folks. I've officially been publishing this newsletter for one whole year, and that feels pretty wild. Once again, thank you to everyone for coming along for the ride and not immediately moving me to the Junk folder. It truly means a lot.
Sometimes art imitates life in ways that are both fascinating and unintentional. There’s a moment in Eternals where the titular alien superhero team are quite literally at each other’s throats. After their arrival in ancient Mesopotamia several thousand years ago, we’re shown a group of benevolent and immortal protectors created by the god-like Celestials that have (mostly) lived out their lives in secret, guarding Earth and protecting humanity from a ravaging race of alien creatures known as...
Ever since author H.G. Wells upset the sensibilities of Victorian-era England with his depiction of humanity at conflict with a Martian enemy in 1897's The War of the Worlds, our popular imagination has been fascinated by ideas of "first contact."
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Following the release of "Figure Eight" earlier this year, Aussie alt-rockers Trophy Eyes are back with a new banger from their as-yet to be announced fourth album.
In the wake left by Game of Thrones, all the big streaming services seem to be on the hunt for the next big fantasy epic. Amazon Prime is all in on adaptations of The Wheel of Time and The Lord of the Rings, Netflix has fully committed to The Witcher with promising results, and HBO is doubling down on what already worked with a slew of Game of Thrones prequels and peripheral in-universe ventures.
Radical, the ninth full-length album from Buffalo mainstays Every Time I Die, has only been out for not quite a week and it's already one of my favourite records of the year. The centre of the album hinges on two incredible tracks— “All This and War” and “Thing With Feathers”—that both offer great guest features while also having completely different sonic profiles. So, I wanted to put together the definitive list of ETID guest features from across their illustrious twenty-year career and...
For a genre that prides itself on conviction, vigor, and aggression, it seems that punk is all too often at war with itself. Like many social movements stoked by the fomenting of counter-cultural discontent, punk is inherently oppositional in both nature and practice.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. A year out from their stellar sophomore album, New Signs of Life , California-based Australian post-punk outfit Death Bells are drawing on a distinct L.A. noir feel for their haunting new single.
Discordant molten mathcore from the End of History. Earlier this month, it was announced that legendary chaos merchants Botch had signed to Sargent House Records. And of course, the internet lost its collective shit over the news. Had the band reformed for good? Would there be a new album? Why now?
Longevity and critical acclaim notwithstanding, it's a bold move for any musical outfit to label their new record Radical. After all, using a term this symbolically-loaded can easily be viewed as an open invitation for polyvalent readings. Could it be an indicator of stylistic variance? A grand gesture towards progressive philosophy?
One of the critiques often levelled at rock music is that it's both functionally and formally "dead," a genre of little to no relevance in terms of mainstream cultural production; a shambling husk of zombified pastiche for earlier and more efficacious periods of prominence and creative vision.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Next off the rank for UK punk are hard-boys The Chisel, with the upcoming release of their debut LP Retaliation, out November 26th through La Vida Es Un Musos Discos.
"Oh, what's that #457? I must have misunderstood you. You're saying that you don't know what Squid Game is? Well then, no bother. Perhaps we can find other ways to allow you to continue playing...." (See what I did there?) ((We have fun.)) Here's a list of great and not-so-great films about murder, games and murder games.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. On "Imposter Syndrome," Circa Survive frontman Anthony Green digs deep into his personal demons, casting issues with drug abuse, addiction and relapse against the decline of American Empire.
Okay, look. I know I covered this stuff for the newsletter last month. And I wasn't planning on making this a twofer. But I've been away on vacation having a very stressful time on sandy beaches and road-tripping through rainforests in a rental van and generally avoiding the Internet at all costs.
Here's a question: What do we mean when we say a given record is timeless? Is it simply a matter of longevity and staying power? Some fanciful combination of critical consensus, legacy and cultural influence? Is it a nostalgic thread sewn into the memory of the listener; one they dare not pull for fear of unravelling fragile ideas of the self?
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. After dropping the rowdy "Crowd Control" single back in March, Long Island metalcore outfit Johnny Booth are back with another head-spinning banger. Seriously, how is this band not signed and taking over the world right now?
Rage and ruin in the fallen wasteland of Rule Britannia. 'Grey Britain,' the second full-length album from UK hardcore outfit Gallows, is one of my favourite records of all time and one of the most underrated albums of the millennium. I’m hard-pressed to think of a punk rock album from the last two decades that has as much bite, thematic weight, and pure, unadulterated rage on display as this thirteen-track behemoth. It’s a truly staggering record that continues to floor me in new ways twelve...
After the runaway success of their third studio album, 2018's Technology , the Bedford quartet knew they had a winning formula on their hands. That record's release featured no less than eight monster singles, with each track offering up thick, down-tuned rock riffage, stadium-ready choruses, tongue-in-cheek lyricism, and a music video aesthetic soaked in 'millennial meme surrealism.'
As any depressive will tell you, the coldest wars are often the ones you fight against yourself. Depression, to quote late cultural theorist Mark Fisher, is not merely sadness nor a state of mind, it's a "(neuro)philosophical (dis)position." Through their inner pain, the depressive experiences the world as an evacuation of meaning and purpose, an overwhelming sense of truth and desire that reveals life to be entirely absent of joy and sorrow, an endless wasteland of profound emptiness....
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Baltimore hardcore supergroup Angel Du$t have announced their new record, YAK: A Collection Of Truck Songs (out October 22nd via Roadrunner Records), produced by returning board maestro Rob Schnapf (Elliot Smith, Guided by Voices, Saves The Day).
I recently watched Roland Emmerich's Mayan calendar wish fulfilment feature 2012 and then capped it off with a back-to-back viewing of 90s treasures Dante's Peak and Volcano. Now, I love dumb films. The dumber the better, really. So, I've decided to coin a new sub-genre label for an already popular sub-genre that definitely doesn't need said label.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. After the release of their all-conquering debut record, 2019's , Brisbane indie-rockers WAAX are back with a new high-energy single. "Most Hated Girl" finds live-wire frontwoman Marie "Maz" DeVita reflecting on her youth and the pitfalls of mental health and adulthood over a catchy, self-deprecating chorus.
Well, folks, it finally happened. That crazy sonuvabitch actually did it. Kanye finally dropped his long-awaited tenth studio album, Donda, over the weekend after edging the entire world through a series of grandiose stadium live events that served as de-facto listening parties and instant headline generators. I've been following the discourse from afar ...
If there's an area of heavy music worthy of detailed analysis and writerly dissection, it's the curious, liminal zone that exists between metalcore and metallic hardcore. While these terms are often considered synonymous and frequently used interchangeably, there's been enough divergence in these subgenre categories since their emergence in the mid-to-late '90s and subsequent explosion throughout the '00s that warrants serious discussion.
NFT Update: As of Sunday night we are calling the race to design our Season 2 NFT. Over 60 of you voted, and the results were 44.3% for the ice cream truck, 39.3% for the surf board and 16.4% for beach vibes. We'll unveil the final design in this very newsletter sooner than you can say Mister Softee.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. If you've already worn out your copy of Earth Is A Black Hole , then Hudson Valley quartet Soul Blind have a new jam just for you.
At the risk of sounding like the oldest dude on the Internet (excluding political groups on Facebook), it's weird to think about how shifts in technology and access to media over the last twenty years have drastically changed "consumption" habits for your average music fan.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. L.A. electro-pop duo Magdalena Bay are coming through with a slick, retro sound and aesthetic on their debut full-length album, Mercurial World (out October 8th via Luminelle).
Culture writer Owen Morawitz joins us to discuss Roland Emmerich's galaxy-hopping 1994 sci-fi action blockbuster 'Stargate'. With the help of the well-studied Owen, we unpack the film's open-ended (sometimes shallow) mythology, examine 'Stargate' as a Gulf War parable, and briefly discuss the ongoing challenges of separating the art from the artist.
On LP#6, Hooded Menace make death-doom as exuberant and entertaining as possible. This isn't some bleak, sorrowful elegy. 'The Tritonus Bell' is a collection of electrifying ragers played at rumbling half-speed, suffused with an atmosphere of macabre fantasy and skeletal horror.
If, like me, you spend all of your time writing about music and the cultural legacy of musical genres, then it’s all too easy to view time as a purely quantitative thing: i.e., there’s never enough of it, you always want more, and you often wish it would just slow the fuck down and chill out. But, guess what? Psych! Time isn’t real, and neither are flat circles. (Eat shit, Nietzsche.)
Alongside Drain and Section H8, DARE are boldly forging the new sound of West Coast hardcore. On their Revelation Records debut, 'Against All Odds,' the group come across as effortlessly natural, supremely confident and well-versed in the lingua franca of So-Cal sound that feels as easy as breathing.
Hardcore, at its essence, thrives on community. It’s there in the roar of the foldback speakers and the primal energy of the mosh pit.... It’s the electric shock of the live show, the kinetic thrill of shared catharsis that runs from body to body, forging lifelong bonds and solidarity in real time.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. I love hearing when a band decides to take some risks and do cool shit in the process. "Mark of the Grave"-the latest single from British bruisers Employed To Serve, taken from their forthcoming LP, Conquering (out September 17th through Spinefarm Records)-is a groove-laden monster with flashy harmonic flourishes and clean vocal hooks.
When it comes to film, we all love our trash, don't we folks? You know what I mean. Those films that aren't great, not terrible, but also have few redeeming qualities. Little to no repeat viewing appeal. The kind of film that you put on in the background when you're hungover, so your brain does the hard part of switching off for you.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. As a writer, I have a love-hate relationship with verbosity. Sure, you could be clear and concise and use simple, declarative language to say what you mean. But where's the fun in that?
Firstly, my apologies for being a day late with this piece. I had to let the takes contained within sit in the oven of my mind palace just a little longer, so as to marinate in the juices of my bubbling frustration and misdirected apathy.
Meet Exclaim!'s latest New Faves, including Vancouver's deathcore TikTokers and a Rebecca Black-approved hyperpop producer It's been a relatively quiet summer for new music, but blockbuster releases set for September and beyond herald a raucous fall.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Admittedly, I've never been the biggest fan of The Plot In You. I'm not sure what it is about their slick, polished style of post-hardcore, but it just doesn't really grab me. You know?
Nostalgia is big business. It's easy to feel that every form of media we engage with is somehow pushing an anachronistic agenda, whether it's through the retro style of 80s music, rehashing the coveted 90s grunge 'slacker' aesthetic, or constant reboots and remakes of iconic properties from the last four decades.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Following up 2018's Palms, California post-hardcore luminaries Thrice are back with a new self-produced LP, Horizons / East (out September 17 through Epitaph). Lead single "Scavengers" is a sublime slice of upbeat alt-rock, proving once again that the Irvine quartet hasn't lost any of their decades-long talent for crafting sticky hooks.
Master of Reality, the third studio album by English heavy metal daddies and doom progenitors Black Sabbath, turns 50 this week. It's the type of astounding milestone-one already crossed by earlier landmark records in their esteemed back catalogue, such as 1970's Paranoid and the group's self-titled debut-that makes me, even in my early thirties, feel old as shit.
“I woke up one morning, more or less covered in blood. It wasn’t mine, and I didn’t really remember who it belonged to,” Jack Holldorff says of the story behind “All Out On You,” the second single from Duvel’s self-titled sophomore album. No need for concern, though, as Holldorff appears to be more than capable of seeing the funny side of potential catastrophe. “I made a couple of phone calls, and it was all sorted out. The lyrics sort of came to me after that incident. That sounded a lot...
For the last five years, Last Ride Records have become a name synonymous with the cutting edge of Australian hardcore. Following in the footsteps of Sydney's Resist Records and Melbourne's Trial & Error Records, label head Tom Maddocks has been putting on new bands at the forefront of the Australian scene since 2016.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. After teasing out singles for the last few months, St. Louis trio Foxing have finally announced their latest album, Draw Down The Moon, out August 6th through Hopeless Records and the band's own Grand Paradise label.
Sifting through the sleeper record from post-hardcore's kings of Canadian croon. It’s strange to think that the last Alexisonfire album came out twelve years ago. From our dizzyingly surreal vantage point, the naive, proto-always online world of 2009 feels like a lifetime ago. That said, the band continue to be one of the most loved and well-respected outfits of the mid-00’s post-hardcore boom.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. After their raucous 2019 debut, Melbourne gutter punks Amyl and The Sniffers are finally back with a new LP, Comfort To Me (out September 10th through ATO). The record's lead single "Guided By Angels" is propulsive and electric, with plenty of snarling ferocity courtesy of indomitable bandleader Amy Taylor.
Beginning as a solo project for vocalist Zach Godwin in 2019, Sparing are now carving a path all their own. While it's clear that the Raleigh, North Carolina 5-piece are indebted to the influence of late '90s alt-rock, their latest single "Lush," harks back to the rise and dominance of Run For Cover Records mainstays like Balance and Composure, Daytrader, and Superheaven.
Last week I watched the new Chris Pratt, direct-to-Amazon vehicle, The Tomorrow War and it was pretty bad. I described the film as "a poor man's homage to Edge of Tomorrow," with a serious case of "Yesterday's Blockbuster." It's ostensibly a sci-fi action film about a future war with aliens that requires civilian soldiers from our present to be sent forward in time to the front lines.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. After hitting us with the throwback sound of "Mystery" last month, Baltimore punks Turnstile have dropped their latest project, the TURNSTILE LOVE CONNECTION EP. The four track release packs in plenty of '90s groove and pit-starter riffs, along with a visually stunning short film companion piece directed by vocalist Brendan Yates.
As a stubborn and often recalcitrant millennial, I'm typically always playing catch-up with online culture. Picture that Abe Simpson, "Old Man Yells At Cloud" meme and that's essentially where my brain is at for most hours of the day. Without essential explainers like YouTube's Sarah Z or the stellar Garbage Day newsletter by Ryan Broderick, I’d be well and truly stuck in a time vortex at the End of History.
Self-described as "stag sippin, riplet munchin, spliff-smokin' hardcore from the shitty gritty Gateway City," St. Louis outfit Soul Craft are more than content to blaze their own trail. Formed from the antisocial bedrock of punk shows and skateboarding, the Missouri quartet dropped their demo back in late 2018, splicing together a love for the Boston sound of SSD and fun, upbeat tempos.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. After their brutal set at the Download Pilot festival last weekend, UK bruisers Employed To Serve are back with "Exist," taken from the group's forthcoming album, Conquering (out September 17th via Spinefarm Records/Universal Music Group).
Well, folks, I guess it's that time once again. I've seen plenty of similar lists doing the rounds already, recapping and highlighting some of the best records of the year. So, it only feels appropriate to throw my subjective hat into that digital ring. Now, normally I'm a little OCD when it comes to lists.
It's hard to find a band in Australia right now that's more hyped than Sydney hardcore kings, SPEED. After dropping their demo through Newcastle's Last Ride Records in 2019, the band went on to partner up with New York-based label Flatspot Records-home to heavy hitters like Typecaste, Kharma, and Section H8-for the release of their stellar two-track.
There's an episode of the television sitcom Happy Days where Arthur "Fonzie" Fonzarelli (Henry Winkler) sports his greaser coiffure and trademark leather jacket and quite literally jumps over a shark on water skis. Even for a decade as delightfully surreal as the '70s, it's the kind of absurd screenwriting choice that only network television hacks could convince themselves embodied any remote sense of "cool."
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Anonymous pop-metal collective Sleep Token have announced This Place Will Become Your Tomb (out September 24th through Spinefarm Records/Universal), the long-awaited follow-up to their stellar 2019 debut Sundowning.
I have a confession to make. In the year 2000, I wasn’t listening to Cave In. Look, I know. I’m a poser and it pains me to admit that the progressive veterans of the Massachusetts hardcore scene were not on my radar at the time. However, I was eleven years old, likely far more concerned with killing time on my Playstation and watching Star Wars. So, ah, cut me some slack, okay?
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Just in time for summer, Cali indie-rockers Illuminati Hotties have dropped a new single, "Pool Hopping," taken from their forthcoming sophomore LP, Let Me Do One More (out October 1st through Snack Shack Tracks/Hopeless Records).
Coinciding with the global release of its ninth main instalment, F9, the media property known as the Fast & Furious franchise officially turns 20 this month. Over two decades, the franchise has spawned eight additional films in the main series, now known retroactively as The Fast Saga, one film spin-off, an animated series for kids, and a much-maligned video game adaptation, generating over $5 billion in cross-platform revenue.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Hip hop has a long legacy of killer posse cuts. Following the tragic passing of legendary New York emcee DMX in April, it's my sincere hope that "Hood Blues" will quickly rise to the top of that esteemed list.
In a much-publicized 2018 interview with Rock Sound , former Atreyu vocalist Alex Varkatzas claimed the band "invented metalcore," before going on to admit, "that may sound cocky, but I don't care." While a number of metallic hardcore luminaries like Earth Crisis, Integrity and Converge might have something say about such a brazen declaration, it's of little consequence for the Atreyu of 2021.
I've always thought of genre as a largely nebulous descriptor. When I had to categorise music on my phone or in my personal library, I always stuck to nine key groupings: Alternative/Pop/Rock, Hardcore, Hip Hop/Rap, Indie/Folk, Metal, Metalcore, Post-hardcore, Post-metal and -rock, Synthwave.
How an Obscure Short Story by David Foster Wallace Almost Predicted Our Imminent Deepfakes Hellscape. Throughout much of its history as a form of genre storytelling, science fiction has consistently explored the tensions and contours that exist between the possibility of radical futures and the power of utopian imagination.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. After literally dropping a song with The Boss back in 2020, singer-songwriter and Springsteen aficionado Jack Antonoff aka Bleachers is back with his third album, Take the Sadness Out of Saturday Night (out July 30th through RCA Records) and its nostalgia-driven, Americana-heavy lead single.
Social media is a curious beast. A lot of the time, it’s just people howling into the digital void to quell the raging inanity of their own fragile existence. Other times, it’s adorable cat memes and quality Tik Toks. However, every now and again, I’ll stumble upon someone, somewhere sharing a musical relic from the past and it’ll throw me down a violent rabbit-hole of archived blog posts, overly detailed retrospectives, and long-forgotten discographies.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. After taking the lead on production for the likes of Machine Gun Kelly and Mod Sun, elder sticksmen Travis Barker handles this pop-punk gem for American singer, songwriter, and rapper Kenny Hoopla.
Welcome to Yesterday's Jukebox! In this column, we take a retrospective gaze through a wide selection of disparate genres and artist discographies, with a keen eye for the deep cuts, hidden gems, and certified bangers. This month, we're running through a list of ragers from New Jersey post-hardcore heroes Thursday.
The initial premise of Bloodthirsty has all the ups and downs of a familiar character drama. Grey ( Lauren Beatty) is an indie singer-songwriter on a well-earned career path of upward trajectory. Her first album was a runaway hit, and now she's hard at work on the follow-up.
A liturgical litany of chaos and catharsis. If you’ve ever been to a hardcore show, then you know what controlled chaos feels like. That electric sensation of tense apprehension, the thrill of unknowing, of frantically holding lightning in a bottle, understanding that at any moment it might suddenly escape and shock you.
While it's clear that life and death are motivating factors for Fiddlehead, on 'Between The Richness' they're also essential features of the band's creative growth. The sophomore LP from the Massachusetts quintet straddles the existential gulf from 'is' to 'ought' with confident self-assurance.
On their Relapse Records debut, Nashville underground trio Yautja take their trademark hybrid of grind, sludge, and hardcore to its all-consuming, atavistic conclusion. Everything about The Lurch feels primal. The stalking stab of dissonant guitar riffage. The unsettling atmosphere of tectonic tempo shifts. The murky morass of glacial fuzz and doom.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Oh boy. It's finally here, folks. The long-awaited follow-up to 2018's Technology is titled Amazing Things (out September 17th through Sharptone Records), and it comes with a lead single that is suitably batshit insane.
"Everything is film. Everything," says Rainer Werner Fassbinder to one of his on-set collaborators in Enfant Terrible. For the German filmmaker, actor and playwright, the pursuit of art was totalizing and all-consuming, part of a primal force of creation and destruction.
I love Westerns. There's just something about the genre that feels infinitely mutable. After watching director Taylor Sheridan's newest effort, Those Who Wish Me Dead (insert shameless plug here), I just had to go ahead and list out the best batch of neo-Westerns that the turn of the millennium has to offer.
For the last few years, writer and director Taylor Sheridan has been on an elemental hot streak. Those Who Wish Me Dead is both a compelling character drama and a gripping blockbuster. The film’s inevitable moments of tense action and kinetic thrill are most impactful when sequenced next to warm scenes of sparse landscapes. While the third act burns out a little towards the end, with a messy conclusion and slight stretch of wildfire realism, Sheridan is certainly a master of his craft and in...
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Like Fucked Up and Self Defense Family before them, Cali outfit Fury took the chance to level up their hardcore credentials on 2019's Failed Entertainment.
Advancing the degenerate grandeur captured so perfectly on 2018's sprawling 'Beyondless,' 'Seek Shelter,' the band's fifth LP and first for new label, Mexican Summer, finds Iceage working towards redemption and salvation by spitting in the face of chaos, turning disintegration and despair into high art in the process.
One of my favourite weekly newsletters is the Music Journalism Insider , written by Todd L. Burns. In his recent special edition, Burns put the call out to other journos in the biz to imagine what the state of music journalism might look like in two hundred years time.
'Seek Shelter,' the newest LP from Danish post-punk rockers Iceage, is not a pandemic record. Speaking to vocalist and guitarist Elias Bender Rønnenfelt it's clear that any reference such an eerily prophetic title might have to 2020 is purely coincidental.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Britain's best are back at it again, ready and raring to fire up after the success of 2019's End of Suffering. Frank Carter brings the sultry vocals and social commentary, while IDLES' frontman Joe Talbot pops in to lend his caustic bite to an otherwise jaunty tune.
If you could go back in time and tell seventeen-year-old me—a person who thought the height of musical taste and knowledge was getting drunk in the daytime, going to All Ages hardcore shows at night, and hitting the pit like a demon—that he’d be listening to summer-filled pop music with saxophone solos in less than a decade, he’d probably tell you that you’ve got rocks in your head.
Joe Duplantier, co-founding guitarist, lead vocalist, and principal songwriter for French avant-metallers Gojira has some harsh words for the human race: “A few years ago, I began to become pessimistic about the future of humanity,” the frontman explains in an interview with Kerrang. “Even though there is an awakening, and many people are trying to better themselves, I feel like we’re going backwards…. So, when the pandemic happened, I was like, ‘Fine. Let it burn. Maybe it’s just the end...
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Okay, let me level with you real quick: I've never been a massive Deftones fan, and I was largely ambivalent about 2020's Ohms. LP #9 had some great tracks, but most of it went by without any need for further interrogation.
Pulse-raising pop-punk from the cataplexic corners of the Windy City. It was the dawn of a new millennium. The year was 2001 and things were weird and strange. Y2K had proven to be nothing but overblown panic. I had just started high school and the cruel kiss of puberty had settled upon my unsuspecting pubescent body. The Fast and the Furious delighted audiences with its tale of sweaty revheads stealing DVD players. South Park hit their creative stride with season five. Limp Bizkit were still...
Starring Liam Neeson, Katheryn Winnick, Juan Pablo Raba, Teresa Ruiz There's a telling moment towards the second act climax of writer and director Robert Lorenz's The Marksman. Grizzled Arizona rancher Jim Hanson ( Liam Neeson) and illegal immigrant tween and Mexican national Miguel (Jacob Perez) are holed up in a nondescript motel during a mad-dash road trip to Chicago.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Self-identifying as Lucifer’s house band, Oregonians Bewitcher are patrons of a particular type of sound: “HEAVY METAL AT THE SPEED OF SATAN.” On their latest album, Cursed Be Thy Kingdom, this unholy trio sound like a match made in Hell, as exemplified by their latest single “Electric Phantoms”: galloping drums, finger-melting riffs, blazing solos, and devilish shrieks.
Earlier this month, I watched two seemingly disparate films: Godzilla vs. Kong (2021) and Shrek (2001). Now, on paper, these films couldn’t be any more different. One is a playful post-modern parody of fairytales and Disney hyper-commodification. The other is an aggressively stupid, anti-human, globetrotting smash-em-up sequel full of hollow characters and titanic destruction.
Residing in the more eclectic corners of the post-hardcore genre, Hail The Sun have consistently displayed a knack for pairing technical skill with innovative songwriting. By design, New Age Filth is for the devoted fans, but it's also engaging enough to suggest that outsiders are more than welcome to get dirty too.
For Donovan Melero, spending time away from his duties as frontman, lead vocalist, and drummer for Californian post-hardcore outfit Hail The Sun was a chance to expand his already impressive skill set, while also keeping an optimistic eye looking towards the future.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Oregonian fuzzlords Red Fang are back with their first album in four years. The title track from the upcoming record (out June 4th through Relapse Records), "Arrows" features the band's trademark lumbering, distorted riffage, soaring vocal melodies, and crunchy grooves.
If you haven't been living under a rock for the last few weeks, I'm guessing you've heard some chatter about this 'NFT' business. And if you have been living under a rock, well, how is it? Is it nice there? Can I join you? Please. Help me.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. It's hard for me to parse Tilian's effort's from his day-job as the angelic mouthpiece for post-hardcore luminaries Dance Gavin Dance. And yet, his latest single pulled from his upcoming solo record Factory Reset (out April 23 through Rise Records), might just be a departure that makes sense.
I absolutely love making playlists. I make them for myself, for other people, for this newsletter, and for my own posterity as a "music journalist." If I was self-absorbed enough to sanctify my own individuality, I would say something to the effect of "Making playlists is just, you know, my thing."
Welcome to Yesterday's Jukebox! In our newest monthly column, I'll be taking a retrospective gaze through a wide selection of disparate genres and artist discographies, with a keen eye for the deep cuts and certified bangers. This month, we're chronicling all the hits from Chicago punk rockers Alkaline Trio.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. As the bastard child of British metalcore, While She Sleeps have been diligently carving out a distinct sonic niche while higher-profile acts like Bring Me The Horizon and Architects stole the show.
As a young white kid from regional Australia, the dark and grimy world of ghetto rap and hip-hop hustle couldn't be any further removed from the life I grew up with. Sure, I listened to Eminem, just like every other teenager who grew up in the 00s.
It's oddly fitting that Citizen would give their fourth LP a title that alludes to lived experience being contained by a fragile and artificial microcosm. Life has always bled into the Toledo three-piece's art, and one would expect a year like 2020 to be no exception.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Despite my relative indifference to the work of pop star Bruno Mars, I cannot deny the man his angelic pipes. Combined with the smooth-talking charisma and Malibu funk sensibilities of rapper Anderson .Paak, the vintage R'n'b duo of Silk Sonic is a match made in sticky hook heaven.
Self-titled records serve as cautionary artifacts in heavy music. 'ERRA' is a mesmerizing distillation of ERRA's thirteen-year career, one that boldly refracts and refines the group's sound for the uncertain future ahead. It's still progressive. It's still metalcore. And-for all intents and purposes-it's still ERRA.
We often talk about certain albums as being of a particular ‘time and place’; the sonic equivalent of a “You had to be there” moment. Unless you were the victim of a very special set of circumstances, privy to the emotional access and vantage point of a particular era and location, then things just won’t quite ‘click’ for you.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. After their searing lead single "ALL FUTURES," art-punk noise collective The Armed have ushered forth another sample from their upcoming album, ULTRAPOP (out April 16th through Sargent House).
Whether it's through the political savagery of Havok, Warbringer's progressive darkness, the hardcore punk flirtations of Red Death, Iron Reagan's raucous party ethos, the speedy Kreator-worship of Forseen, or the 'Texan Takeover' spearheaded by the unholy trio of Power Trip, Iron Age, and Skeleton-the last decade has been a total boon for twentieth-first century thrashers.
Anyone who knows me well enough knows that I make no secret about being a massive nerd. My house is full of film posters, books, and graphic novels, and I have a not-so inconsequential collection of media-related tattoos permanently jabbed into my skin. For me, science fiction has always been about two things: potential and escapism.
It's hard to talk about music in 2021 and not have the discussion reflect the glaring shitshow situation of the last twelve months. Yes, there was (and is) a global pandemic. Yes, there was (and is) growing signs of social and political unrest.
On A History of Nomadic Behavior, NOLA luminaires Eyehategod have lost none of the magic that defined the 90s ascendancy of seminal sludge metal artifacts such as Take as Needed for Pain (1993) and Dopesick (1996).
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. I hadn't heard of UK quintet Squid before last week when a copy of Bright Green Fields, their upcoming LP (out May 7 on Warp Records), suddenly dropped into my inbox.
Last month, on a recent episode of Saturday Night Live, hosted by Dan Levy of Schitt's Creek fame, indie rock artist Phoebe Bridgers stepped up to perform the closing track from her spectacular 2020 album , the near-six-minute opus " I Know The End."
With only a few sequencing missteps on the back end, 'Conduit' is a beautiful bridge between the old and new for The Spill Canvas. Long-time fans will find much to love about this release, with just enough emo heyday nostalgia to prop up the band's newer sonic explorations.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. The Brisbane boys are back in town! Deadlights have been hard at work on their new LP, The Uncanny Valley (out May 21 via Greyscale Records)-the follow-up to their 2017 debut, Mesma- and pre-release single "Born of a Lie" is the perfect introduction (or reintroduction) to the band.
Welcome to Yesterday's Jukebox! We'll be taking a retrospective gaze through a wide selection of disparate genres and artist discographies, with a keen eye for the deep cuts, hidden gems, and certified bangers. This month, we're taking a look at the career of Brighton metalcore exports Architects.
When I was a youth, I only listened to 'heavy' music, and foolishly, I wore that narrowmindedness as a badge of pride. Eventually, I grew out of that shit and I was starved for new sounds and experiences. In the 2010s, I made a concerted effort to listen to more hip hop.
'Methods of Human Disposal' is not a feel-good album-and that's entirely by design. On their debut LP, Gravesend have taken to squatting in the hallowed halls of death metal, power-violence, hardcore, and grind, kicking in the walls, burning out the floorboards, and pissing on the ashes.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. French metallers Gojira have been one of the most consistent and forward-thinking bands on the planet for over a decade. Hyper-focused and extremely tight, everything the quartet put their talented hands to comes out golden.
With fifteen tracks and an hour of music on offer, 'For Those Who Wish To Exist' is an album best consumed and digested in movements, with discrete groupings that ebb and flow and resonate with the album's grander purpose. It's a record that's sure to alienate some Architects fans but will hopefully inspire others.
Before we dive in to this record, first an anecdote. (And please, bear with me here—I promise I’m going somewhere with this.) During the spectacular period of alternative music history known as the early 00s, I had tickets to see pop-punk luminaries Blink-182 perform on their 2004 worldwide Untitled Album stadium tour. As a kid from rural Australia who’d only recently moved to the ‘big smoke’ for the final years of high school, my radar for “cool” music was already somewhat restricted.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Gary, Indiana-based MC Freddie Gibbs returns with another hood banger in "Gang Signs." With a smooth Pilgrim and FaxOnly-produced beat and a collaboration feature from ScHoolboy Q, the track is our first taste for Gibbs' upcoming ESGN 2 project.
Valentine's Day is a cultural enigma. It's a holiday invented by capitalism, purely to take advantage of people's romantic sentiments, relationship obligations, and surplus cash. If you have a significant other, they might claim to hate Valentine's Day. But can you really afford not to get them anything?
When we get Luke Gower on the phone on a cruisy Wednesday afternoon, he's in the middle of domestic bliss, hard at work in the kitchen. The bassist and backing vocalist for Sydney progressive rock outfit Cog is knee-deep in mashed potatoes and steak sandwiches, clearly enjoying some time at home with the family as the rest of the country slowly ramps up from quarantine-induced stasis.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. I love seeing bands go for fun over fashion. "The Level" certainly sounds like something Victorians Slowly Slowly would put out-warm, melodic, emo-inflected alt-rock-but the track's video is patched in from another dimension, oozing charm and personality.
For L.A. alt-rockers Teenage Wrist, their second LP drops in a time of chaos and crisis. And it's this pervasive sense of existential malaise that makes an album title like 'Earth Is A Black Hole' feel less like artistic metaphor and more of an accurate assessment of collective mood.
Yesterday I sat down and watched Downfall's High -yes, in full, all forty-nine, glorious, cringe-worthy minutes of it. For those not in the know, Downfall's High is Colson Baker's (aka Machine Gun Kelly's) latest celebrity endeavour: a feature-length musical that strings together all fifteen tracks from his fifth album, Tickets to My Downfall.
In Yesterday's Jukebox, we take a retrospective gaze through a wide selection of disparate genres and artist discographies, with a keen eye for the deep cuts, hidden gems, and certified bangers. To kick things off, we're starting with alt-country rockers Lucero.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Brighton metalcore exports Architects are back with their ninth (!) full-length album, For Those Who Wish To Exist (out Feb 26th through Epitaph Records). Newest single "Dead Butterflies" might just be the UK quintet's most polarising preview track yet, with vocalist Sam Carter's stadium-rock cleans complemented by mid-tempo grooves and atmospheric string sections.
In 2012 I was quickly approaching the twilight of my mid-twenties and the long-rumoured mid-midlife crisis. Thankfully, I managed to stave off the worst of it and keep my shit (mostly) together. However, this was also a period in time when my musical tastes were yearning for new, unexplored horizons.
Y'know, I don't know how I initially came across WOWOD, but I'm glad I did. Thanks to the generosity of the Almighty Algorithm, the relatively unknown and self-described 'blackened band' from Saint Petersburg somehow slid into my YouTube recommendation DMs, and that was all it took.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Metalcore masters August Burns Red have returned to the fold with another crushing yet catchy banger, titled "Standing In The Storm." The track acts as the follow-up to last year's well-received Guardians album, so expect plenty of intricate riffage, soaring melodies, and pneumatic beatdown moments.
When was the last time you sat down and listened to music for 90 minutes straight? Maybe it was on a long, lonely drive? Or at the gym? Or sitting alone in your room, contemplating the profound emptiness of human existence? (No? Just me then...)
In his review of the alien invasion classic Independence Day (1996), Roger Ebert describes getting lost in plot minutiae and the complexities of extra-terrestrial motivations: " Independence Day is a timid movie when it comes to imagination. The aliens, when we finally see them, are a serious disappointment; couldn't they think of anything more interesting than octopus men?
For the longest time, I've had a bone to pick with Australian cinema. Sure, we have our classics, our regional canon: The Castle; The Adventures of Priscilla, Queen of the Desert; Romper Stomper; Muriel's Wedding; Wolf Creek; Chopper; The Dish; and many others.
Produced, recorded, and mixed by Phillip Odom at Cacophony Recorders, with mastering by Will Yip, it's clear that 'We Are Always Alone' captures Portrayal of Guilt at their purest. The album is an uncompromising statement of intent, with dense layers of sound that endlessly shift and transform the listening experience.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Neo-grunge rockers Citizen have dropped their newest single "I Want to Kill You" from their upcoming fourth LP, Life In Your Glass World (out March 26 via Run For Cover Records).
I think it's fair to say that Dutch metallers Asphyx have a morbid fascination with death. Look, I know that's probably a stretch, but hear me out. Firstly, the Overijssel quartet has been steadily perfecting their crunchy, metallic approach to headbang-worthy death-doom for over three decades now.
A few days ago, I came across a Variety headline that reads as follows: "Dr. Fauci Says Concert Venues, Theaters Could Reopen in the Fall, 'If Everything Goes Right.'" Curious, I thought to myself, that's a hell of a big IF.
In the world of Shame's Drunk Tank Pink, perception is everything. Opener "Alphabet" kicks off with rattling snare and lurching rhythms from drummer Charlie Forbes and bassist Josh Finerty. Guitarists Sean Coyle-Smith and Eddie Green pepper the empty space with scattershot sustain and siren wail leads.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Following up their acclaimed debut, 2018's My Mind Makes Noises, UK outfit Pale Waves are back with more sugar sweet, mall goth-tinged pop and this time around, they've thrown in a neo-grunge aesthetic for good measure.
'Heaven is a Place, This is a Place' shows that Frank Iero & Co are capable of chameleonic acts of songwriting prowess. After all, the stage (or studio) is also just a place, and in it, The Future Violents sound right at home.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Griselda-adjacent Buffalo crew Black Soprano Family have kicked off the new year in style with the release of "Conversation Cost".
Despite the unending cavalcade of disappointments this year continued to serve up, week in and week out, 2020 was actually a great year for music. It turns out that forced isolation and quarantine is a boon for artistic focus, creativity and ingenuity. I mean, I did more writing this year than I have in the last few combined.
While he retains a small yet supportive online fanbase by crafting criticisms with a heavy dose of eclectic levity, Brentar's approach to Fire Man, Overcoming the Cycle of Sun Collapse, and the legacy of punk rock remains thoughtful and engaging.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. It's been a banner year for Griselda Records and the release of Conway The Machine's debut solo record, From A King to A God, was one of the many highlights.
Here's a stocking stuffer for you. A little Letterboxd listicle, just in time for this coveted week of end-of-year lists and Year In Review profiles. But see, here's the thing: 2020 sucked for cinema (much like everything else).
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. There must be something in the water in Texas. Sounding like if Bolt Thrower were reanimated in their prime after being thawed out from some dark cryogenic tomb, Fort Worth bruisers Frozen Soul are doing the Lonestar State proud.
Well, what could possibly make 2020 any more insufferable? Christmas, of course. The silly season. The time for giving, travel, and those uncomfortable conversations with estranged relatives you deliberately avoid until familial obligations draw you inexorably into their orbit once more. At least we can all agree that Christmas music is peak trash.
Editor's Note: Here @The Pitch of Discontent, we spend most of our free-time diving headfirst into the bountiful world of real-time media consumption. As you've likely already surmised, the world is still batshit crazy, so we're all about finding distractions in any shape or form.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Fresh off the triumph of their snarling third album, Ultra Mono, English punks IDLES have released their latest single, "Kill Them With Kindness," where frontman Joe Talbot waxes lyrical about the need for collective empathy in the face of resurgent fascism: "If you wanna beat the machine, keep your teeth clean."
Like most millennials with a passive-aggressive relationship to the Internet, I have mixed feelings about Spotify. Admittedly, I was a late bloomer to the platform. I'm the guy who only plunged into the depths of the streaming dark side a few years ago when I realised that Chapo Trap House podcasts and Tony Hawk's Pro Skater and Punk-O-Rama playlists were a really good way to kill time as a maligned corporate wage-slave.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. When you see words like 'ethereal' or 'majestic' in a lengthy music promo, it's usually just a writer throwing in gratuitous superlatives for the sake of an overblown puff piece.
Well, here it is at last. The final chapter in my Best of the 2010s list. 10 years, 100 records, and a 1000 potential sub-genres (just kidding). It's been a big undertaking, but it's also thoroughly rewarding to track my musical evolution over this formative time period.
This was a year of solitude and introspection, whether we wanted it or not. It was a year that forced everyone to confront their deepest, darkest feelings and push forward despite a categorical lack of support and diminishing capacities to cope.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Ontario rockers The Dirty Nil are not ones for subtlety. If there was ever any doubt about this fact, then acknowledging that the Canadian trio have titled their upcoming third full-length album Fuck Art (out January 2021) should erase any lingering scepticism.
As they round out a quarter-century of existence, Swedish outfit Soilwork continue to find ways to innovate. A Whisp of the Atlantic proves that they can do so with style and grace, adding to their highly acclaimed discography rather than subtracting from it.
Well, here's a bunch of records from one of the best and one of the worst years of my life. Glorious stuff. I've had highs and lows with every album in this list, but they all got me through to today, so there's always a silver lining, folks. Dig in.
It's a tale as old as time. Old man and woman lose an adult son. Woman grieves and projects loss onto the surviving grandchild. Lonely widow eventually remarries and leaves. Man and woman now lose a grandchild. Man and woman embark on a cross-country search to recover their last shred of family.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. As a songwriter and hitmaker for the likes of Taylor Swift, Kevin Abstract, and Lana Del Rey, Jack Antonoff aka Bleachers knows his way around a quality tune.
In terms of musical quality, Weight of the False Self is heavier than a bag of anvils and is sure to rip in a live setting (whenever that may be). Twenty-five years into their career, no one is questioning Hatebreed's ability to keep things heavy.
Well, this is where things get really interesting. Hypnagogic synthwave up against Québecois death metal? Sure. Norwegian post-hardcore next to Australian atmospheric black metal? Yeah, why not? Two albums featuring an Indiana-based MC rubbing shoulders with a British rock powerhouse? Abso-fucking-lutely. Enjoy.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Proving that all facets of Aussie life can be mined endlessly for punk credentials, Sunny Coast hooligans and Dave Grohl's best mates The Chats have dropped a catchy new single paying tribute to our Patron Saints of Rock.
More lists, you say? Who doesn't love lists? (Yeah look, I know I have a problem.) This is the second instalment of my Best of the 2010s album list, as we move on to 2012 and 2013. Hell yeah, dude.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. Synth-wave exports Gunship have unrevealed a new while-you-wait teaser in place of their upcoming third LP. A cover of The Beatles classic "Eleanor Rigby," the British duo turn out a neon-soaked re-imagining of the original track's vision of depression and desolation.
As a writer, lover, and all-encompassing consumer of music, it’s nice when artists find a way to succinctly summarise their musical output into a neat statement of purpose. Case in point, Byron Bay outfit Shackles have this handy little bio sitting on their Bandcamp profile: “Nearly 10 years exploring the dead space situated somewhere in the triad of Power-Violence, Grind, and Death Metal.”
For me, the 2010s are synonymous with fucking up and figuring stuff out. You know the deal: failed relationships, dead-end jobs, the crushing weight of corporate wage-slavery, burgeoning intellectual curiosity, embracing empathy and kindness- real adult shit. Musically, however, I managed to blow my horizons wide open, consuming all things weird and wonderful.
Channelling melodic hardcore energy through emo vibes and alt-rock soundscapes, Hamilton, Ontario outfit You Will Always are all too happy to take listeners on a personal journey to rock bottom and back again.
A curated selection of cool shit for you to listen to. This year of constant turmoil brings us a new album from the Connecticut metal elders. And, wouldn't you know it, it sounds exactly like Hatebreed: empowering, pissed off, and heavier than a bag of bricks.
Despite its obvious flaws, emo is nothing if not earnest. Sometimes painfully so. Songs alternate between the pretty and the powerful with the emotional restraint of a hormone-laden teenager. Twinkly leads, driving chords, softly spoken words, pained screams, weird tunings, shifting tempos-it's all up for grabs in the restless hands of forlorn twenty-to-thirty-something adults.
When we get former The Dillinger Escape Plan frontman and multi-instrumentalist Greg Puciato on the phone to talk about the release of his debut solo album, the conversation quickly turns to the state of global affairs in 2020.
This week marks two months since the passing of Riley Gale (1986-2020), beloved frontman of Dallas thrash metal outfit Power Trip, who died unexpectedly at the age of 34.
Pallbearer have always been more than just a doom band. Across their critically acclaimed back catalogue, the quartet have already tackled the crushing and commercial, the soaring and sentimental, the melodic and melancholy. Forgotten Days masterfully achieves all these things and more.
One of the perks of reviewing things for a living is having the privilege to hear new music well in advance of a scheduled release date. There's a certain thrill that comes with seeing an album that you've already pre-ordered, that you've been anxiously anticipating and waiting to devour, suddenly drop right into your inbox.
In the opening scene of Irresistible, writer, director, and producer Jon Stewart-best known as the much-loved host of satirical political comedy program The Daily Show for over fifteen years-takes us to the 'spin room' following one of the volatile 2016 U.S. presidential debates.
One of the most interesting aspects of Inferno, the latest release from Cali metalcore luminaries Eighteen Visions, is the absolute dearth of information surrounding it. Last month, a SoundCloud link to lead single and EP opener "Sink" surfaced online.
By far the most salient takeaway from Tuesday’s televised U.S. presidential debate — the first of three to be held in the coming weeks between Republican party nominee and incumbent Donald Trump, and Democratic nominee and former vice president Joe Biden — is that it was, in the words of one particularly frank CNN pundit, a complete and utter “shit show”: a farcical, deeply embarrassing, shit-slinging spectacle entirely devoid of substance or merit.
Developed by Misha Green, and executive produced by J.J. Abrams and Jordan Peele, Lovecraft Country acts as a sincere love letter to the pulpy sci-fi/fantasy magazines that flourished in the 1950s, bringing cosmic horror back down to earth to focus on the all-too-human monsters of sexism, racism and bigotry.
For LA-based Australian post-punk outfit Death Bells, their sophomore album New Signs of Life represents both an act of rebirth and a reaffirmation of purpose. Three years on from their well-received debut LP, the internal dynamic of the band has changed in stark and contrasting ways.
After watching the first seven episodes made available for review, it's clear that Flynn's Utopia is vastly inferior to Kelly's subversive original in almost every conceivable way. What Amazon's adaptation might share in general story beats, character names and core mythology, it squanders in terms of lasting visual impact, performer chemistry, rich storytelling and overall thematic resonance.
Svalbard have always been a band that wears their hearts on their collective sleeves. Running at a lean 39-minutes, When I Die, Will I Get Better? (which takes its title from an obscure children's book about death and grief) presents listeners with a long list of album highlights.
It's no secret that Skeletal Remains worship at the throne of death metal's elder gods. Overall, The Entombment of Chaos is a genuinely lethal death metal record, one that is entirely aggressive by design, profoundly brutal in execution, and it might be their best yet.
With the announcement of the highly-anticipated trailer for director Denis Villeneuve's forthcoming sci-fi epic Dune, the Internet has since been flooded with exclusive images, on-set photos, and other tantalising tidbits. And while we have to wait until September 9th for Warner Bros. to finally release the full trailer for Villeneuve's Dune ...
There's no denying that Nasir "Nas" Jones is a cultural force unto himself. Across a career spanning three decades, the Queensbridge, NY-bred rapper has a pedigree of records and hits that most MC's would outright kill for - not to mention Grammy wins, frequent slots on G.O.A.T. lists, and an accumulation of wealth and success.
Does identity matter? As a metaphysical dilemma this question relates to the existence of objects over time. How does a single object or entity persist through change? Exactly what constitutes the 'nature' of a person? When - or, perhaps more specifically, under what conditions - does a person come in to and out of existence?
While not reinventing the OSDM wheel by any stretch of the imagination, Mortal sticks to what Necrot do best by honoring the established, meat-and-potatoes death metal template while also including just enough stylistic flair to satiate their modern, bloodthirsty audience.
Tenet, Christopher Nolan’s newest big-budget blockbuster, is the director’s most overt foray yet into the exploration of time as a narrative agent unto itself. But what is time exactly? Is it the ticking of a clock? The sequence of events stretching from the past to the present and indefinitely into the future? Is it a physical component of our corporeal reality? Or, as some leading theorists now suggest, is it merely an illusion altogether?
After the release of their debut full-length Flux last year, Cincinnati bruisers Ball of Light have returned to the fold to grace us with a new, self-titled two-track offering , tailor made for these uncertain times and certain to quell those pesky pandemic blues.
Existentially speaking, music allows us to reflect and share our perceptions of reality. With the current state of the world being one of unyielding misery and discontent, one would be forgiven for throwing their hands up, revelling in the "doomer" memes and embracing a thoroughly existential soundtrack for these end times.
If Only Sibling were at all concerned about potential charges of 'imposter syndrome' as self-confessed "loser rock" aficionados, then they sure don't sound like it. While it's still early days for the young quartet, Get Well Soon indicates that there's plenty of promise here.
On the provocatively titled Holocene Extinction, Arkansas bruisers Terminal Nation make two things abundantly clear: they're not here to mince words, and things are pretty much fucked. Every day individuals are forced to face down the ills of political corruption, the devastating effects of anthropogenic climate change, corporate greed, civil unrest, the ongoing threat of a deadly global pandemic, and cultural stagnation.
For much of the last decade, Australian duo Hockey Dad have spent their time turning a sense of wistful, care-free nostalgia into a unique brand of catchy surf rock escapism. However, much like the iconic '90s cartoon that supplied their tongue-in-cheek namesake, there's an upper limit to how far that nostalgic turn can take you.
Ultraviolet is a record that turns firmly towards the light, successfully avoiding the pitfalls of relaxed nostalgia by charging confidently into a new, brighter future. It's a hopeful record, one imbued with a renewed sense of purpose, impelled by an inner momentum of growth and relentless celestial optimism.
For the better part of two decades, Misery Signals have been one of the most influential and innovative acts in progressive metalcore. On their forthcoming album, Ultraviolet, the Canadian-American outfit are entering a new era with the return of their original founding line-up.
For all its macabre imagery and gloomy post-punk aesthetics, the biggest fault on Sex, Death & the Infinite Void is that Creeper can't seem to hide-or, for that matter, reinterpret-their influences all too well, with admirable performances that ultimately fall victim to their sources of derivation.
At the start of season 2 of Netflix's The Umbrella Academy, it's clear that not a whole lot has changed. After skipping back in time during the season 1 finale to stave off their last run-in with Doomsday, it's business as usual for the Hargreeves clan who now find themselves scattered through time and space across various iterations of 1960s Dallas.
It's definitely been a busy twelve months for Massachusetts metalcore outfit The Acacia Strain. While the advent of a full-blown global pandemic has certainly put the prospect of touring plans on the backburner for the foreseeable future, it's done very little to slow their consistently crushing musical output.
As anyone who made it through the awkwardness of adolescence knows all too well, the trials and tribulation of early life are situational and relative. For years, you might fret and constantly sweat the small stuff-school, holidays, friends, hobbies-only to arrive at the rude awakening of adulthood by stumbling through the haze of trying to be an uncertain twenty-something before comfortably landing on the outright cynicism and diminishing returns of your thirties.
It's hard to think of an idea or concept that's more controversial right now than truth. At almost any level of civil discourse (or otherwise), we see the conflation of facts and meaning with the prevalence of opinion and belief.
It's only fitting that in this post-(perhaps mid?)-COVID reality that we all find ourselves helplessly and inextricably trapped within, a truly strange year like 2020 would yield truly strange films. Such is the epiphanic realisation I had when watching The Burnt Orange Heresy, and it all starts with the deliberate ambiguity of the film's promotional poster.
Everything about Entry's debut full-length Detriment will be at once familiar and recognisable to anyone who's been a part of a punk/hardcore/metal basement show. Songs that sting like spits of venom and vitriol. A raised middle finger declaring the excoriation of power in all its forms.
When we're first introduced to The King of Staten Island's titular sovereign, Scott Carlin (played affably by SNL's Pete Davidson), he's alone in his car and midway through a game of blind chicken with highway traffic. As an opening scene, it's a little disorienting, and there are certainly easier ways to commit suicide (and ones that involve far less collateral damage).
Blitzing through 11 tracks in a dizzying 28 minutes, Skeleton deal exclusively in a muscular, head-bang worthy blend of speedy thrash, frosty black metal, and pummelling d-beat. It’s aggressive, loud, and a whole lot of fun. The type of music one expects to find blaring at ear-piercing volume inside a raging house party at 3AM, complete with substance-fuelled debauchery, front-lawn windmills, open flames, and an excess of acid-wash denim.
Within the alternative music scene, it's rare to find a band that faithfully embodies a relatable sense of humour. Some groups-both old and new-like Horse the Band, Iwrestledabearonce, Don Broco, and Eskimo Callboy immediately spring to mind.
There's a moment during "Last Train," the closing track to Monsters - the third full-length album from synthwave duo and online sensation the Midnight - where Atlanta singer Tyler Lyle sings wistfully of the potential for shifting perspectives.
Last week, my partner and I completed our playthrough of The Last of Us Part II, the highly anticipated sequel to the 2013 smash hit survival horror game.
Forty years ago, Ian Kevin Curtis - the English singer-songwriter, musician, and enigmatic frontman for post-punk luminaries Joy Division - committed suicide.
In the first moments of Eurovision Song Contest: The Story of Fire Saga, we're shown a gathering of rugged Icelanders watching ABBA's performance of "Waterloo" at the 1974 Eurovision Song Contest, which went on to become a global hit and launched ABBA's international career.
It's no surprise that as we pass through the twentieth anniversary of White Pony, the seminal record from alt-metal luminaries Deftones, the band's signature sound continues to worm its way into the heavy music lexicon as a crucial, formative influence.
With a large portion of the world having been locked up in quarantine for weeks and months at a time, musicians and creative artists would be hard-pressed not to draw some inspiration from recent events. However, for Bloomington, Minnesota indie-rock outfit Remo Drive, work on the group's upcoming third LP started long before the world faced a global pandemic and the prospect of extended self-isolation.
If you believe everything you read on the Internet (and let's be clear, you probably shouldn't), then the sophomore album from Bloomington, Minnesota indie-rock outfit Remo Drive, 2019's Natural, Everyday Degradation, was a colossal creative misfire.
Listening to You'll See Me Up There, the newest six-track offering from Nashville bruisers Thirty Nights Of Violence, it's clear that the Tennessee quintet has a strong desire for off-beat experimentation. Catching up with the band over Zoom, we dive into the creative process behind their new EP, along with their diverse range of musical influences.
Now, to tell the truth, I can't quite remember exactly how I procured my copy of 'Kvelertak,' but what I do distinctly recall is that I had no real idea who they were or what to expect. Listening to this particular album, in this particular moment, was purely to have 'background music'.
As one of the world's foremost millennial sirens, Phoebe Bridgers straddles a fine line between curiosity and carelessness. Her impressive 2017 debut Stranger in the Alps was anchored by intimate moments and earnest reflections, detailing the well-worn battlefields of break-ups, loneliness, and personal loss.
What truly makes a monster? This profound and somewhat unsettling question lays at the heart of the literary tradition surrounding the nineteenth-century Gothic novel. In many ways, literature itself may be perceived as "a monstrous or mutant discourse, a humanism that is also inhuman, alien," where the entire project of the Western...
In the discussion surrounding my review for Xibalba's 2017 EP ' Diablo, Con Amor... Adios,' I said the following: " It's definitely a solid EP, but I wasn't a massive fan of [2015's] 'Tierra y Libertad,' and I want to hear them do some different shit on their next record.
Justice For The Damned have always approached their unique brand of HM-2 inspired destruction with a well-developed sense of moral righteousness. Abusers are called out, liars exposed, and wrongdoers will inevitably have their past misdeeds brought into the unforgiving light of retribution.
As the first half of 2020 wraps up, it's time for another crop of rising musical acts from different corners of the country that bridge genres, scenes and languages. Here are 10 emerging Canadian artists you need to hear in June, including members of hard rock and metal's new wave, Queb rap's next bilingual superstar, and plenty of boundary-pushing pop.
In the final instalment of this series, we use our previous reflections on the character of evil, to address an overarching question: What should we classify as an evil action, and what should we do about them? This piece will attempt to discuss the correlation between acts of evil and violence by speaking to current events, many of which are distressing, confronting, continually unfolding, and unprecedented in scope and severity.
It's no surprise that on LP #4, Perth metallers Make Them Suffer seem bound and determined to shed those pesky genre tags and put stylistic pigeonholes to bed. Well, a 'dirt nap' that is-their newest record is called How To Survive a Funeral for a reason, folks.
Much has already been said about the tragic events in 2015 that led to the Ghost Inside taking a four-year hiatus. However, it's been more than just an uphill battle to arrive at the release of the Californian metalcore outfit's eponymous fifth album, as members of the band continue to wrestle with the death of close friends, an ongoing series of surgeries, hours of physical therapy and adjusting to life with severe chronic injuries.
Normally, this would be the part where I'd kick off my review by talking about how crazy it is to have all these super groups doing really cool stuff in hardcore, punk, and metal right now. You know, like 'this band'. Or 'that band'. Blah blah, etc. etc.
As the song cascades with poly-rhythmic heaviness and bright melodic passages, the experiential feeling is one of profound optimism and unyielding possibility, of finding the darkness and the light in every moment.
For many people, fear is the brain's short circuit. As an emotional response, it operates through a sinister circular logic, manifesting as a crippling sense of anxiety and indecision which, in turn, only serves to heighten and produce more fear.
Our Bandcamp of the Day features Australian metal collective R U N, who have been steadily releasing a slew of new tracks from their forthcoming debut record. Built out of decades of toil and experience within the Australian heavy music scene, R U N is a new collaborative project comprised of vocalist Lochlan Watt (former live member of Thy Art Is Murder/Psycroptic) and guitarist Mike Deslandes (YLVA/High Tension).
Well, here it is, folks: the End(game) of the line. The culmination of the Infinity Saga, all three Phases of the MCU, and the last stretch of our twenty-three (!) film long Rewatch-a-thon.
At the heart of it, Mikel Jollett is a storyteller. As a published author and editor, Jollett understands how crafting a narrative is crucial to shaping our perception of reality and the world around us.
The country is reopening and everyone seems to be poised on a razor's edge between hesitant and hedonistic for the wide expanse of the great outdoors. And sure, social interaction is nice. But hopefully we can both have nice things and follow the rules.
There's a lyric on the track "Here's To Starting Over," which reads: "I'd rather fail as me than succeed as someone else." Coming out of the dulcet pipes of frontman and lead vocalist Danny Worsnop, it's a line that represents a clear mission statement for British rock outfit Asking Alexandria.
Godard’s theory of cinema is one that values raw emotion over mindless entertainment, provoking thought over rigid adherence to theory; a philosophical exercise that’s more concerned with intellectual and affective resonance than wider commercial appeal.
Well, isolation still sucks. Thankfully, it seems things may be finally changing on that front. This week's Rewatch brings us to Phase 2 of the MCU, where we see the characters and heroes of Phase 1 turn to new challenges, link up with new comrades, face down new villains, and begin to uncover a cosmic conspiracy of galactic proportions.
In these times of isolation and constant solitude, introspection can help us expose the hidden dualities of feeling: meditation and melancholy, determination and despair, anxiety and anger. On their newest LP, the slow-burning Down Through, Colorado outfit Gleemer set out to give voice to their inner self.
Listening to World as a Waiting Room, it's hardly what one expects to result from a period of global crisis and uncertainty. The newest nine-track LP from prolific Texan rock outfit White Denim is the purest manifestation of those isolation-shaming memes circling the drain of social media feeds everywhere.
Here's the thing about supergroups: sometimes, the sum is not necessarily guaranteed to be greater than its parts. Some combinations of disparate band members are bonafide hits, while others end up a haphazard 'swing n' miss': The Damned Things and Prophets of Rage ; Run The Jewels and Giraffe Tongue Orchestra ; Boygenius and Fake Names .
In the third instalment of this ongoing series, we continue our reflections on the character of evil, asking: What exactly do we mean by 'evil'? What is the difference between something being genuinely evil, or just plain wrong? What should we classify as an evil action, and what should we do about them?
As a 'critic' of music (and I use that term as loosely and as self-derogatory as possible), my email inbox is typically full of all sorts of promotional streams and album premieres. Some good, some bad; others just your run-of-the-mill, " I've hacked your shit, give me some Bitcoin or else " emails.
Isolation sucks. We know it, you know it; it's a fact. We miss our friends. We miss the pub. We miss that geriatric old guy on public transport who stares disapprovingly at the cool young kids with their skateboards and chewing gum and 8-track players.
With a title as suggestive as Pitchfork Justice, it's all-too-easy for the mind to conjure up images of punishment and divine retribution. One can almost picture the scene in their mind's eye: the sky ablaze with a rain of fire and brimstone, clashes of tempered steel and righteous fury, weapons wielded by an angry, bloodthirsty mob, on the prowl and ready to make war.
Margaret Thatcher - former stateswoman, conservative prime minister of the United Kingdom (1979-1990), notorious 80s icon, and the infamous 'Iron Lady' of British politics - is dead. And yet, even after her passing in 2013, Thatcher's political legacy continues to exert incredible influence both inside and outside the sphere of European politics.
In the second instalment of this ongoing series, we continue our reflections on the character of evil, asking: What exactly do we mean by 'evil'? What is the difference between something being genuinely evil, or just plain wrong? What should we classify as an evil action, and what should we do about them?
Greetings all and welcome to DEEP/DIVE: Film Bunker 's newest (and greatest) editorial series! Join us for a somewhat regular column, where we will skewer, dissect and gleefully over-analyse a wide selection of fine films without any real need for doing so, because 'The Internet'.
It begins with a body aflame, a person poised in darkness and silhouette. Skin cracks and bubbles, roiling with pathos and discontent. The body falls and is extinguished. The camera suddenly frames a haunted gaze reflected in an eerie pool of black.
Editor's Note: Here @The Pitch of Discontent, we spend most of our free-time diving head first into the bountiful world of real-time media consumption. As you've likely already surmised, the world is a little batshit crazy right now, so we're also welcoming distractions of any form and medium.
In this, the Year of Our Lord 2020, amid the fallout of the Great Dunny Roll Riots, you'd be hard-pressed to find an album title more ironically prescient than Everything Is A-OK.
It's hard not to look at the world around us right now and characterise specific actions as 'good' or 'evil'. Whether we use those words in theological, secular or moralistic terms, it does little to strip them of them contextual and descriptive power.
Greetings all and welcome to DEEP/DIVE: FilmBunker 's newest (and greatest) editorial series! Join us for a somewhat regular column, where we will skewer, dissect and gleefully over-analyse a wide selection of fine films without any real need for doing so, because 'The Internet'.
There's a line in Vacation Forever-one of the pre-release singles for Violent Soho's long-awaited fifth album, Everything Is A-OK-that's become infamous: "There's a baby boomer across the street, and it won't stop staring at me."
"It gets harder, doesn't it?" It's difficult not to look at our current moment and think 'Well, I guess everything is pretty much fucked.' And sure, that's a genuinely dire sentiment, but also one that brings to mind catastrophist philosophy, bleak nihilism and doomsday prepper I-told-you-so's.
A few weeks ago, I was fortunate enough to attend a guest lecture presented by The University of Queensland's School of Political Science and International Studies. The lead speaker was Dr Klaus Schüler, who served as Federal Managing Director of the CDU (Christian Democratic Union) in Germany from 2007 to 2019.
There's a moment during the second act of "Maps and Legends" - the second episode of Star Trek: Picard, the latest web series in the long-running franchise available for streaming through CBS All Access - where things get a little blue.
In the face of horrific human suffering, our faculty of language often escapes us. Trying to earnestly convey a sense of grief, of pain, and, most importantly, of empathy, can too often be lost in the use of language between common people.
During a train ride to work some weeks ago, I had a strange moment of self-reflection. As I get older and life becomes increasingly fast-paced (read: exhausting), treasuring these often quiet moments of solitude in the morning and afternoon becomes more important.
Paul Verhoeven's Starship Troopers (1997), written by Edward Neumeier and based on the 1959 science fiction novel of the same name by Robert A. Heinlein, had its twentieth anniversary in 2017. And surprisingly, it still holds up, which is more than can be said for other films rounding out two decades worth of existence.
"We are what we pretend to be, so we must be careful about what we pretend to be."―Kurt Vonnegut Jr., Mother Night What's in a word? As a primarily human invention, there's no doubt that formal language is an enormously powerful tool. We use words every single day.
For metalcore fans, the 2000s were a wild ride. Swept up in the wide-ranging, turn-of-the-millennium cultural transformation propelled along by the proliferation of the Internet as a musical conduit, demographic shifts, and the inevitable rise of social media, the often-maligned sub-genre rose from veritable obscurity within existing hardcore and metal communities throughout the decade to become a worldwide juggernaut.
Greetings all and welcome to DEEP/DIVE: FilmBunker 's newest (and greatest) editorial series! Join us for a somewhat regular column, where we will skewer, dissect and gleefully over-analyse a wide selection of fine films without any real need for doing so, because 'The Internet'.
The last time Scandinavian north stars Kvelertak released an album, Donald J. Trump wasn't President of the United States of America. Let that sink in a little bit. Four years feels like a lifetime.
If there was an Academy Award for 'Best Unnecessarily Verbose Film Title,' I'm fairly confident that Birds of Prey (and the Fantabulous Emancipation of One Harley Quinn) would be an absolute shoo-in.
Here's a fun fact: thalassophobia is an intense and persistent fear of bodies of water that appear vast, dark, deep, and dangerous. And here's another one: atychiphobia refers to experiencing a relentless fear of failure and disappointment. What do these two particular phobias have in common, you may ask?
We're in a quiet, empty café underneath a Brisbane hotel, sitting across from Frank Carter and Dean Richardson-one half of UK rock outfit The Rattlenakes, as they get ready to begin their 2020 headline tour of Australia (their fourth in as little five years).
Midway, the newest film from director Roland Emmerich is an American war film focusing on the famous World War II-era Battle of Midway conducted in the aftermath of the Japanese attack on Pearl Harbor.
Greetings all and welcome to DEEP/DIVE: Film Bunker 's newest (and greatest) editorial series! Join us for a somewhat regular column, where we will skewer, dissect and gleefully over-analyse a wide selection of fine films without any real need for doing so, because 'The Internet'.
2019 was another one of those years in heavy music that made you go phwoarrr. All three "r's" required.
December, AKA Listcember, is finally almost over. Shortly, 2020 will kick-off a new decade and we will have to do it all over again next year, lists and all, because god knows we're all slaves to sharing our tastes and interests within an arbitary period of time on the internet.
And we're back! After a protracted hiatus (a far longer one than initially intended), DEEP/DIVE is back for another column of retrospective goodness. This time around, and in effort to make up for lost time, we're going all out with our most audacious effort yet.
Considering that The Irishman (2019) has been director Martin Scorsese's darling project for close to fifteen years, languishing in development hell until filming truly started in earnest in 2016, it's hardly surprising to find out that Scorsese's twenty-sixth feature film generated headlines even before filming started.
Ahoy mateys! It's Saturday night, and we all know what that means, don't we? Brisbane's premier pirate metal export are back in town!
It's Wonderland Festival 2019, and we begin tonight by walking through the foyer of the Powerhouse to catch Brisbane's premier burlesque and variety event.
Deathcore, that often maligned sub-genre, was once the new 'it-thing': the breaking trend and burgeoning curiosity, typified by the fusion of death metal riffage, slam sections, tech drumming, hardcore breakdowns and usually some summoned-from-the-bowels-of-Hell gutturals.
On Valley Of Death, California wrecking crew Lionheart really, really try their best to emphasise the 'hard' in hardcore.
In many ways, it's fitting that deathcore pioneers Despised Icon have chosen to title their long-awaited sixth album Purgatory.
Being a more-than-casual moviegoer in my early thirties, and considering myself to be a somewhat avid cinephile, it becomes a little daunting to reflect on the exact number of film reboots I've been party to in only my three decades of existence.
In his foreword to the novelisation of 2001: A Space Odyssey (1968), British author Sir Arthur C. Clarke describes how many stars constitute the Milky Way galaxy.
Last Blood, the fifth (and presumably final?) instalment in the near forty-year long Rambo franchise, is - to use a milquetoast contextual analogy - very much 'a product of its time'. That time being right now, in 2019.
Many moons ago, Queenslanders were spoilt for choice when it came to heavy music festivals: Soundwave, Big Day Out, Overcranked
On 2016's ' Theories of Despair,' U.K. quintet Renounced told us, quite emphatically, to 'Abandon Your King '.
Instead of running afoul of spooky shenanigans on Friday The 13th, we're posted up inside The Brightside, ready to be entertained by some troubadours of the Triple J variety.
If there's anything to take away from the aggressive, cacophonous hardcore of Knocked Loose, it's a sense of sincerity.
Once Brisbane's best kept secret, indie-rockers WAAX have been blowing up stages around the country for years now.
For those jostling for position in the crowded fields of hardcore, metal and the intersectional sweet spot between them, the release of a second album is typically cause for trepidation.
Regardless of whether its form is subjective, physical or psychological, violence is always more shocking when it's experienced in isolation.
On my first listen to Oso Oso's new single ' Impossible Game', one particular lyrical refrain got stuck in my head and refused to budge: " Well sometimes you do as you feel/Well most times I feel like shit."
I was twelve years old when The Fast and The Furious (2001) came to the local twin theatre in my small country town. As I recall rather vividly, it was one of the social events of the year.
If there's any label at the forefront of the third wave of metalcore (that's right; you heard it first here, folks) we're currently smack-bang in the middle of, it's Pure Noise Records.
Greetings all and welcome to DEEP/DIVE: FilmBunker 's newest (and greatest) editorial series! Join us for a somewhat regular column, where we will skewer, dissect and gleefully over-analyse a wide selection of fine films without any real need for doing so, because 'The Internet'.
In their fifteen-plus years as a band, American heavy merchants Baroness have really been through some shit. Horrific accidents, debilitating physical injuries, and the constant drain of mental health and numerous line-up changes have all contributed to the scar tissue surrounding the group.
There's a scene in the dystopian science fiction film The Matrix, where the character Morpheus introduces the film's protagonist Neo to the "Desert of the Real". The scene takes place within "the construct": a "loading program" made to resemble the Matrix of the film's namesake, a "neural-interactive simulation" created...