Generally Impressed With Riffs
Hyperbole is a useless endeavor, particularly when allowed to run amok within the often comedic realm of music reviews. Beyond the sheer awkwardness of it, limitless hyperbole mostly ends up yielding the opposite of its intention, because anyone who spends …
A few preliminaries: before note one of Worm’s Gloomlord plays, it is recommended that the canny listener pause a moment and wonder at its tremendous title and cover art. Are you a gloomlord? Am I? I think we are all …
Like most of us, Andrew D’Cagna grew up in a quiet town bereft of Crusades, wars fought upon horseback and plagues. Thus, we were all forced to cobble together medieval weaponry made from sticks, battle garb torn from the deepest …
The kitchen sink approach is risky. Throwing a bünch of inflüences together in hopes of carving oüt a distinctive soünd can have its payoffs, büt can come out as a jümbled mess much more easily. Belgiüm’s satanic speed metal act …
Hello, friends. Welcome back to 2020 and to another batch of the Last Rites crew’s most highly anticipated metal albums of 2020, which is the year we just entered. Yesterday in Part 1, we ran …
Hello, friends. Welcome back from whatever holiday-based bender of debauchery you’ve been on for the past week or two. It is, as you know, now 2020. This doesn’t mean you have to celebrate the return …
Well howdy, dear readers. This is it: Last and least. I usually take a powder on these personal best-of lists, and I’m still not sure I have any business doing one this year. I didn’t …
Hello there, attractive and intelligent reader! You are probably here because you tire of all these other knuckleheads with terrible excellent taste, and you are just chomping at the bit to find out what the …
The Missing Rant It is customary to write a lengthy preamble to our lists, and I am normally hilariously guilty of overwriting mine. Fact is, this year I am tired. Depressed, clinically and otherwise. Old. …
“Nobody exists on purpose, nobody belongs anywhere, everybody’s going to die.Come watch TV. Listen to Motörhead.” Kia ora, I’m Craig, Last Rites’ oldest, chubbiest, and most far-flung contributor. This year I spent a lot more …
riverrun, past Eve and Adam’s, from swerve of shore to bend of bay, strum of sharp string harpin twing whirl downaweigh the Minstrells of Saints Iommi y Quorthon and all the wilde blastbeaten beasties bleat …
Since the earliest days of mankind, someone has always been convinced that the world is ending. What’s both fascinating and terrifying about this is that of all those who have preached and proclaimed the end …
