All posts by Ryan Tysinger

I listen to music, then I write about it. (Outro: The Winds Of Mayhem)

High Spirits – Hard To Stop Review

Often times, I believe we are the architects of our own discontent. In a world that so often engrains in our minds that nothing worth having comes without effort, pain, and struggle, we find ourselves

Track Premiere: Deadlight Sanctuary – “Deadlight Sanctuary”

Before black metal was so often equated to frozen winds, icy tundras, and frosty landscapes, it was a style of fire. Sarcófago, Blasphemy, and the earlier works of Beherit evoked a humid, claustrophobic atmosphere seared

Greyhawk – Keepers Of The Flame Review

At the center of the kingdom there is a castle. At the center of the castle there is a fortified keep, from whence the kings of metal reign. Within these sacred halls, an eternal fire

Pa Vesh En – Burial Review

For those who have spent any substantial amount of time in graveyards, you’ll know what I mean when I say every cemetery has its own personality. Some are pleasant and inviting, others morose and forlorn.

Poccolus – Poccolus Review

Of all the branches of heavy metal, black metal is the most susceptible to cultural malleability. Of course there are sounds and styles that largely originate from or develop identities around certain scenes (German thrash,

Valdrin – Effigy Of Nightmares Review

Blood. The life force that flows through us all. Some are repelled by the sight or even the very thought of it; some find a primal, sexual fascination stemming from its power over life and

Hexenbrett – Zweite Beschwörung: Ein Kind Zu Töten Review

There’s a big difference between the words, ‘naked’ and ‘nekkid.’ ‘Naked’ means you don’t have any clothes on. ‘Nekkid’ means you don’t have any clothes on… and you’re up to something. – Lewis Grizzard What

Golden Ashes – In The Lugubrious Silence Of Eternal Night Review

lugubrius (lu·gu·bri·ous): mournful; especially : exaggerated or affectedly Depression wears many masks. It can feel like despair and hopelessness, it can morph into anger, frustration, or contempt. Often times it wears the guises of sorrow and longing,