All posts by Ryan Tysinger

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

Downcross – Hexapoda Triumph Review

Of all the criticisms thrown at black metal, the lazy, tired “black metal has no riffs” argument is easily the most likely to jerk the eyeballs of anyone with any experience in the style involuntarily

Luzifer – Iron Shackles Review

“But metal must be evil!” they wailed, fingers clutching their obsidian pearls. “It’s about darkness and despair!” they protested, all the while missing the true power that lies within the heart of the music. Certainly, heavy

Blue, Yellow, & Bleeding: Блек-метал як духовна війна в українському андеграунді

Затхлий запах смерті Приніс з собою вітер Лише холод і туга безкрая У небі роїться круків зграя Вся земля вагітна мерцями – svrm, “Земля вагітна мерцями” The musty smell of death Wind brought with him Only

Deathhammer – Electric Warfare Review

It is mere illusion and pretty sentiment to expect much from mankind if he forgets how to make war. And yet no means are known which call so much into action as a great war,

Druid Lord – Relics Of The Dead Review

Horror and metal have intertwined all the way back to the moment Black Sabbath saw the marquee for Mario Bava’s Black Sabbath. Countless bands since have turned to horror–both fiction and non–for inspiration. While the inspiration manifests

Track Premiere: Chaos Perversion – “Entangled In The Roots Of Death”

If you dig deep enough, there are about as many interpretations of black metal as there are black metal bands. Regardless of the details, at its core, black metal is about conflict. Man vs nature,

Best Of 2021 – Ryan Tysinger: Stand By For Exciter, Or The Whole Glory Of 2021

For the longest time, metal was an unexplored desire. It was kept closeted away by fifteen-year old Ryan. Swept up in 80s hardcore punk at the time, I had little time or patience for anything

Lucifixion – Feral Mass: A Black, Raw, & Bleeding Premiere

Salutations, Trav’lrs. The closing of the year is nigh, and the night hath brought with it one final gift, a closing sacrament before Last Rites begins its end-of-year rituals of reflection. This cursed gift is