Tag: Black

Ashenspire – Hostile Architecture Review

Here’s a truth about art that is all too often forgotten: art needs to be political. Art begs to be political. Here’s another truth about art that is all too often forgotten: art needs to

Missing Pieces: The Best Of What We Missed In 2022 So Far, Vol. 2

This is Vol. 2 of our annual mid-year wrap-up, compiling our hand-selected best of the records we somehow neglected to cover during the first half of 2022. You should’ve already read Part 1, but if

Missing Pieces: The Best Of What We Missed In 2022 So Far, Vol. 1

Once upon a time in the MetalReview Dot Com Days Ov Yore, this crew of particularly persnickety prickly pears would review everything sent to the email inbox (or PO box). It’s unfathomable to think of

Black, Raw, & Bleeding: Rising, As The Celestial Phoenix From The Smouldering Pyre, Its Sanguine Wings Stretched Across The Starless Aeons Of The Black Metal Underground

Greetings, Travl’r. The wake of the estival solstice has daylight enacting its measured retreat: Darkness marches forward, and once more the tides in the eternal war of time have begun to shift in the favour

Diamonds & Rust: Ludicra – Another Great Love Song

[Artwork by Aesop Dekker, Eric Radey, and Ross Sewage] If you’re one of those people who still enjoys reading think pieces concerning old records, chances are pretty good a meaningful level of music nerdery is

Bekor Qilish ‒ Throes Of Death From The Dreamed Nihilism Review

In music (and all art), there’s generally a distinction between things that are blatantly, intentionally strange or just end up that way because the people making it are weirdos. Even just within the “avant-garde” tag,

Inexorum – Equinox Vigil Review

Minnesota’s Inexorum, now on album number three, offers a stirring example of the power of summoning feeling through form. The duo of Carl Skildum (guitars, vocals, keys, drum programming) and Matthew Kirkwold (bass, vocals) plays

Vomitrot – Rotten Vomit Review

Given that I’ve been recovering from a particularly nasty virus and piled some mayo-based pasta salad of a questionable age on top of a hangover stomach this morning, starting a review of a band called