All posts by Andrew Edmunds

Last Rites Co-Owner; Senior Editor; born in the cemetery, under the sign of the MOOOOOOON...

UFO – Seven Deadly Review

I won’t take another opportunity to mention how underrated UFO is in the history of hard rock and how you should totally check them out, unless I do it in some sort of back-handed, surreptitious

Liberteer – Better To Die On Your Feet Than Live On Your Knees Review

Just when you think that all the myriad possibilities of genre blending have been exhausted, along comes melodic anarcho folk-grind. Yep, you read that right. Melodic anarcho folk-grind. And as strange as it may sound,

Nails / Skin Like Iron – Split Review

Nails’ Unsilent Death was something of a sleeper disc for me in 2010 – it made only a minor impact upon my ears in its initial release, but for whatever reason (read: my unfocused lack of

Astral Doors – Jerusalem Review

Astral Doors began life with the stated intent of paying homage to the likes of Dio, Dio-fronted Black Sabbath, and Dio-fronted Rainbow. So it’s safe to say that they sound a lot like Dio. But

Excommunicated – Skeleton Key Review

From the ashes of New Orleans-based outfits Suture and Catholicon comes Excommunicated, debuting with this Vatican-bashing platter of respectable black/death. The promo of Skeleton Key came complete with a glossary of terms and explanations of

Cirith Ungol – Servants Of Chaos (Reissue) Review

I’m by no means lamenting the reissue of a Cirith Ungol album, but fan or not, there’s no way around the obvious fact that Servants Of Chaos is by far the band’s least essential offering –

Panzerbastard – Gods, Thugs And Madmen Review

A few years back, I accidentally stumbled across Boston’s PanzerBastard, and it was a happy accident, because they definitely struck a chord, their crusty thrashing metal equal parts of personal favorites Discharge, Motorhead and Celtic

Jungle Rot – Kill On Command Review

My ever-quotable associate Mr. Campbell once described Jungle Rot as “no one’s favorite death metal band,” and while I’m sure there’s someone somewhere who’d disprove that by claiming this Wisconsin outfit as The Best Evar,