All posts by Andrew Edmunds

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Best Of 2019 – Andrew Edmunds: One Bird Cannot Make A Bad Pun, But Toucan

And so another year passes, the inexorable march of time… In the grand scheme of things, 2019 was a pretty good year for me, and I hope the same for you. I drank many good

Oath Of Cruelty – Summary Execution At Dawn Review

Formed in 2010, it’s taken nine years for Houston’s Oath Of Cruelty to muster up their first full-length — it’s been a full five years since their last and only non-demo release, the two-song Hellish

The Seal Of Quality – A Riot Primer, Part 2

The 80s were tough on Riot, even as the band was creating classic metal albums. There were endless line-up changes, contentious dealings with labels, managers, and producers, and mostly, there was a massive disparity between

The Seal Of Quality – A Riot Primer, Part 1

For those of us who don’t believe in predestination, the past is an endless series of could-have-beens. Every adventure left unchosen branches out in infinite directions, all the possible pasts and futures winding around one

Exhumed – Horror Review

Innovation is great and all, but what about dependability? Familiarity? Pushing boundaries is a necessary part of artistry, but excellence remains excellent, be it in some newfound territory or well within the confines of the

Diamonds & Rust: Coroner – No More Color

“Generally speaking, dazzling displays of technical prowess don’t impress me much,” says the intrepid Blog-Warrior, his fingers tap-tapping across the keys as he immediately contradicts himself in his rush to lavish heaps of praise upon

Cloud Rat – Pollinator Review

Once more, with feeling… And what is music about then, if not feeling? Michigan’s grindcore-slash-hardcore trio Cloud Rat harnesses their emotion with deadly precision, even emotions beyond the signature rage and aggression of their chosen

Lord Gore – Scalpels For Blind Surgeons Review

Take two dashes of death metal, one brutal and one rotten. Take one dash each of ripping thrash and rancid doom and gnarly grind. Take a sprinkle of punk-ish spirit, and a twisted sense of