All posts by Andrew Edmunds

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Ghoul – Noxious Concoctions Review

Everyone’s favorite splatterthrashers return with a new EP in Noxious Concoctions, a five-song, twenty-minute blast of their signature bloodsoaked death/thrash/occasional surf-rock. If you’re no stranger to Creepsylvania – if you’ve kept up with Ghoul for

Master – Saints Dispelled Review

The hype sticker for Saints Dispelled states simply, “When it says Master, you get Master.” A truer distillation of a new Master album in 2024 would be hard to come by, I will concede —

Best Of 2023: Andrew Edmunds – I Used To Be Indecisive, But Now I’m Not Sure

So the stupid title that I gave this thing is both a terrible dad joke and a sad truth, in the sense of that, whenever I’m compelled to make these year-end lists (which seems to

Sadus – The Shadow Inside Review

When I was a wee tot, about a trillion years ago, back in the Paleolithic Age… er, the early ‘80s, I had a bunch of children’s books from a series called ValueTales. The basic gist

Suffocation – Hymns From The Apocrypha Review

Many moons ago, whilst we were drinking beer in the parking lot before a Suffocation concert, my buddy absentmindedly posed the question, “Is Suffocation the best-ever death metal band?” And of course, the discussion of

Thetan – Grand Ole Agony Review

The world is an unjust place. That’s not exactly a novel sentiment, I know, and as we witness new and freshly hellish injustices happening on a near-daily basis, I certainly don’t mean to trivialize those,

Blast Rites: Nashgul – Oprobio Review

I spend an inordinate amount of time trying to come up with fresh and interesting ways to describe grindcore records. Even with the surprisingly wide scope of what’s often dismissed as a very limited sub-genre,

Blast Rites: Cognizant – Inexorable Nature Of Adversity Review

Seven long years ago, these Texan tech-grinders released their self-titled debut, an absolutely blistering blastfest of twisted riffing, relentless pummeling, and unstoppable intensity. That one felt futuristic, born of a similar almost sci-fi-sounding sharpness akin