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Last Rites Co-Owner; Senior Editor; Handsome & Interesting Man; Just get evil all the time.

Serpent Throne – White Summer • Black Winter Review

Most of the time spent daydreaming, drifting and listening to heavy metal in my room as a youth found me in the illusionary role of a dynamic frontman, like Ronnie James Dio, Bruce Dickinson and

Grayceon – All We Destroy Review

There’s a lot to love about the San Francisco/Bay Area, but if I had to choose one element that tops the list, I’d go with that region’s inclination for stubborn open-mindedness that stretches across nearly

Earth – Angels Of Darkness, Demons Of Light 1 Review

Dylan Carlson’s Earth is the closest thing to a genuine glacier that music can offer. Sure, plenty of other bands take a similarly crawling approach, but Carlson’s project has been inching its way down the mountain

Quicksand Dream – Aelin: A Story About Destiny Review

The amount of time and effort required to release a record can often be quite staggering. In the case of Sweden’s Quicksand Dream, remaining members Göran Jacobson (vocals) and Patrick Backlund (bass) have weathered 17

Immanifest – Qliphotic Review

There’s something strangely refreshing about coming across a band in this day and age that doesn’t give a toss about trends or trying to push heavy metal into unexplored territory. Case in point: Tampa, Florida’s

Inquisition – Ominous Doctrines Of The Perpetual Mystical Macrocosm Review

I understand Incubus fills a vital role behind the Inquisition drum kit, but his handy precision has mostly been shadowed beneath his co-conspirator Dagon’s one-two punch of riffing and off-kilter ribbiting. Not to take away

Ghost – Opus Eponymous Review

Positive press as far as the eye can see; spots secured on multiple “top of the year” lists across the land; and an absurd level of hoopla that could lead one to believe that just

Captain’s Best Of 2010

Adios, 2010. On a personal level, you were a bastard of a year that I’m happy to finally see in my rear-view mirror. If I could throw a bag over Father Time’s head and bust