All posts by Andrew Edmunds

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

Blast Rites: Deterioration / Traffic Death – Split

A few months back, I waxed poetic rambled semi-coherently about how much fun it is, as a grindcore fanboy, when a split comes along from two bands you love. That particular enthusiastic word-barrage was in

Suffering Quota – Collide Review

I don’t know how, with all the time I spend trolling about Bandcamp and blogs and Discogs and wherever else I can in order to feed this insatiable urge for blastbeats, but… somehow, I managed

Vomitory – All Heads Are Gonna Roll Review

Vomitory’s nearly thirty-five year career is one marked primarily by consistency, albeit – if this makes any sense – delivered inconsistently. Formed in 1989, their first decade was a slow build – a 7” titled

Sick Sinus Syndrome – Swarming Of Sickness Review

Just think: While you’ve been getting down and out about the liars and the dirty, dirty cheats of the world, you could’ve been getting down to this “Sick Beat Arrhythmia.” Coming from nasty grindcore luminaries

Blast Rites: Nak’ay – Divine Atrophy & Seized Review

What’s better than a new Nak’ay EP? Two new Nak’ay EPs, mmmk’ay! Emerging into the world on the same day, Divine Atrophy* and Seized are effectively fraternal twins – born of the same parents, sharing

Overkill – Scorched Review

If the job description of a journalist is to be impartial – if indeed a critic is a journalist at all – then stand back while I fail at that fundamental task… and fail soundly.

Blast Rites: Endless Swarm – Manifested Swarms Review

Q: What happens when the Endless Swarm meets the guy from Pest Control? A: Total destruction. But on whose side? It’s a ridiculous (seemingly) hypothetical situation, but it’s … well, yeah, fine, it’s completely ridiculous,

Blast RItes: Vomi Noir – L’Innommable Remugle Et La M​é​lop​é​e Cavernuleuse Des R​â​les Agoniques Review

Somewhere towards the beginning of the long line of teachers who are disappointed in what I’ve done with my life, there’s one who attempted to teach me French, starting in my earliest school days. For