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xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">129983496</site> <item><title>Last Rites’ Facebook Albums Of The Week: July 8th – July 14th</title><link>https://yourlastrites.com/2018/07/14/last-rites-facebook-albums-of-the-week-july-8th-july-14th/</link> <comments>https://yourlastrites.com/2018/07/14/last-rites-facebook-albums-of-the-week-july-8th-july-14th/#comments</comments> <dc:creator><![CDATA[Last Rites]]></dc:creator> <pubDate>Sat, 14 Jul 2018 10:00:23 +0000</pubDate> <category><![CDATA[Features]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Arsis]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Cenotaph]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Facebook Albums Of The Week]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Flourishing]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Horna]]></category> <category><![CDATA[KISS]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Tiamat]]></category> <category><![CDATA[WASP]]></category> <guid
isPermaLink="false">https://yourlastrites.com/?p=21512</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Album Of The Day&#8221; is a Last Rites Facebook feature we started whose purpose is quite straight-forward: highlight one album per day and say a few words about it. Understanding that not everyone chooses to participate in the booking of faces, we thought it might be nice to toss in a feature that gathers the <a
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href="https://yourlastrites.com/2018/07/14/last-rites-facebook-albums-of-the-week-july-8th-july-14th/">Last Rites’ Facebook Albums Of The Week: July 8th – July 14th</a> appeared first on <a
href="https://yourlastrites.com">Last Rites</a>.</p> ]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>&#8220;Album Of The Day&#8221; is a <a
href="https://www.facebook.com/LASTRITESmetalzine/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Last Rites Facebook</a> feature we started whose purpose is quite straight-forward: highlight one album per day and say a few words about it. Understanding that not everyone chooses to participate in the booking of faces, we thought it might be nice to toss in a feature that gathers the albums in a single piece on a weekly basis.</p><p>Here are the seven albums we picked for the week of July 8th — July 14th.</p><div
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class="su-divider su-divider-style-dotted" style="margin:15px 0;border-width:3px;border-color:#999999"></div><p><strong>Monday, July 9th</strong></p><p>Arsis &#8211; <em>A Diamond for Disease</em> (2005)</p><p><em>A Celebration of Guilt</em> blew away the melodeath scene when it dropped in 2004 by taking the <em>Heartwork</em> formula and upping the technicality to “tech” levels and adding in a ton of nutso shredding. A year later, <em>A Diamond for Disease</em> took any and all expectations of a follow up and surpassed them at the speed of light. The 13-minute title track that makes up the bulk of this EP uses every tool from the band’s full length debut and stretches it to a massive scope full of neo-classical flourishes and long instrumental passages. (The dueling shred break around 7:10 is as balls-out flashy as it is sophisticated.) And it’s also just loaded with irresistible riffs, vocal moments, hooks, and everything else that would make a high school kid want to dedicate every possible free moment of his life to becoming The Next Great Shredder. Throw in a killer, unabashedly cock rock Alice Cooper cover and another beastly original, and you’ve got an EP for the ages. [Zach Duvall]<div
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class="su-divider su-divider-style-dotted" style="margin:15px 0;border-width:3px;border-color:#999999"></div><p><strong>Tuesday, July 10th</strong></p><p>W.A.S.P. &#8211; <em>The Crimson Idol</em> (1992)</p><p>Formerly the sawblade-sporting, beastlike poster boy for cock-rock shock-rock shenanigans, with 1989&#8217;s <em>The Headless Children</em>, Blackie Lawless had proven himself a songwriter of surprising depth. Taking his newfound seriousness to the next level, Lawless went into full-on rock opera mode with <em>The Crimson Idol</em>, which was originally slated as a solo effort and then later re-branded under the W.A.S.P. banner, despite featuring no other members of the previous line-up. (Drums were handled by Quiet Riot&#8217;s Frankie Banali, and lead guitars by session players Bob Kulick and Doug Aldrich—the rest is Blackie.) The tale of Jonathan Steele, a lost boy turned rock superstar, <em>The Crimson Idol</em> is heavily indebted to The Who&#8217;s conceptual works, and it&#8217;s clearly Lawless&#8217; (and therefore W.A.S.P.&#8217;s) most ambitious work, although it still faces stiff competition from <em>The Headless Children</em> as the band&#8217;s finest hour. Best or second-best in W.A.S.P.&#8217;s canon, one thing is certain: Arena-sized hooks abound, all delivered in Lawless&#8217; signature scratchy wail, and <em>The Crimson Idol</em> rocks from top to bottom, and it showed beyond a shadow of a doubt that W.A.S.P. was far more than raw meat and naked women in chains.</p><p>Fans and collectors take note: <em>The Crimson Idol</em> was re-recorded and re-released in 2018 as <em>Re-Idolized (The Soundtrack To The Crimson Idol)</em>, and though that version is largely similar (and remarkably shows Blackie&#8217;s voice only a little worse for the wear, nearly thirty years later), it&#8217;s mostly notable for the inclusion of several previously unreleased songs, including a version of &#8220;Miss You&#8221; which would later be re-worked for 2015&#8217;s underrated <em>Golgotha</em>. [ANDREW EDMUNDS]<div
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class="su-divider su-divider-style-dotted" style="margin:15px 0;border-width:3px;border-color:#999999"></div><p><strong>Thursday, July 12th</strong></p><p>Cenotaph &#8211; <em>The Gloomy Reflection of Our Hidden Sorrows</em> (1992)</p><p>Cenotaph’s debut album <em>The Gloomy Reflection of Our Hidden Sorrows</em> is a truly underappreciated gem. Although likely best known as the band from which Daniel Corchado would split in order to form The Chasm, Cenotaph’s atmospheric but explosively powerful debut is more than strong enough to stand on its own merits. (Interestingly, Cenotaph would later gain Julio Viterbo, who eventually went on to join Corchado in The Chasm.) Although based in Mexico, at this stage Cenotaph had more in common with such European luminaries as Amorphis and Sentenced than with the much geographically closer American death metal scene (although “Evoked Doom” sounds at times like a much heavier version of Incantation than Incantation was in ‘92). Weaving acoustic guitars and subtle keys into ripping and extremely riff-heavy death metal, Cenotaph at times previewed the stunning atmosphere and songwriting fluidity of The Chasm (see clear highlight &#8220;In the Cosmic Solitude), but at other times they clearly just wanted to barrel at top-speed into whatever breakable objects were closest to hand (&#8220;Repulsive Oder of Descomposition&#8221;). Fans of arcane death metal that brooks no bullshit and yet still possesses an unshakably magical aura, Cenotaph is waiting for you. [Dan Obstkrieg]<div
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class="su-divider su-divider-style-dotted" style="margin:15px 0;border-width:3px;border-color:#999999"></div><p><strong>Friday, July 13th</strong></p><p>Flourishing &#8211; <em>The Sum of All Fossils</em> (2011)</p><p>For just a few years early in the decade, Flourishing delivered an incredibly unique, caustic combination of death metal and post-hardcore; like an even noisier version of Gorguts’ <em>Obscura</em> raised on Fugazi instead of Suffocation. <em>The Sum of All Fossils</em> is their one full length, and it’s a noisy, rude, and abrasive collection of brooding dynamics, technical prowess (but never showmanship) and churning brutality. But for something so technically proficient and densely written, Flourishing’s music had a looseness to it that most death metal bands lack. It has the vibe of music that was jammed to life organically, with Band Feel being the first goal, and the complex arrangements second. It’s an all-too-rare element in extreme metal, and one that will thankfully live on in emerging act Aeviterne, which sports two thirds of the old Flourishing lineup. [Zach Duvall]<div
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src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/17.0.2/72x72/2122.png" alt="™" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" /> – <em>Lick It Up</em> (1983)</p><p>After the poppy messes of <em>Dynasty</em>, <em>Unmasked</em>, and <em>Music From “The Elder,”</em> KISS<img
src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/17.0.2/72x72/2122.png" alt="™" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" /> was in need of rejuvenation, and they earned it with the markedly harder-edged <em>Creatures Of The Night</em>. Then, to one-up themselves, for 1983&#8217;s <em>Lick It Up</em>, everyone&#8217;s favorite marketing machine took off their horror-show make-up and somehow became even scarier. Add to that frightful unveiling the addition of guitar whiz Vinnie Vincent in place of the disillusioned Ace Frehley, and <em>Lick It Up</em> was already one for the KISStory<img
src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/17.0.2/72x72/2122.png" alt="™" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" /> book. Of course, it didn’t need all that hype because it turned out to be a damned good KISS<img
src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/17.0.2/72x72/2122.png" alt="™" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" /> record, and pretty much the last one truly strong one they&#8217;d release before hair metal ho-hummity ushered them into the nostalgia act circuit. Bolstered by the blistering &#8220;Exciter,&#8221; the titular anthem to unabashed hedonism, the menacing syncopated feel of &#8220;All Hell&#8217;s Breaking Loose,&#8221; and Gene&#8217;s requisite creepy sex song &#8220;Fits Like A Glove,&#8221; <em>Lick It Up</em> was, if not equal to <em>Creatures</em> (as its creators maintain it isn&#8217;t), then only a hair&#8217;s breadth behind. Sadly, their second time at the top of the mountain was not to last nearly as long—Vincent&#8217;s uncontrollable ego clashed with those of his employers, and he was fired, reinstated, and then fired again, replaced briefly by Mark St. John and then by Bruce Kulick. Still, as KISS<img
src="https://s.w.org/images/core/emoji/17.0.2/72x72/2122.png" alt="™" class="wp-smiley" style="height: 1em; max-height: 1em;" /> line-ups go, the Stanley-Simmons-Vincent-Carr incarnation is second only to the classic era in terms of the quality of their output, and <em>Lick It Up</em> is the second and final proof of that. [ANDREW EDMUNDS]<div
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style="text-align: center;">See you next week.</p><p>The post <a
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xmlns="com-wordpress:feed-additions:1">21512</post-id> </item> <item><title>Flourishing &#8211; A Momentary Sense Of The Immediate World Review</title><link>https://yourlastrites.com/2010/05/15/flourishing-a-momentary-sense-of-the-immediate-world-review/</link> <comments>https://yourlastrites.com/2010/05/15/flourishing-a-momentary-sense-of-the-immediate-world-review/#respond</comments> <dc:creator><![CDATA[Old Guard]]></dc:creator> <pubDate>Sat, 15 May 2010 17:05:23 +0000</pubDate> <category><![CDATA[Reviews]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Flourishing]]></category> <category><![CDATA[Grindcore]]></category> <category><![CDATA[The Path Less Traveled]]></category> <guid
isPermaLink="false">http://yourlast.wwwss46.a2hosted.com/?p=14882</guid><description><![CDATA[<p>originally written by Erik Thomas I’m not quite sure how to classify this new project from Wetnurse’s Garett Bussanick. It’s not as chaotic as labelmates Imbroglio, but still discordant and grey. It’s not as progressive as Wetnurse, but has some off-kilter structures. It has dashes of Pig Destroyer-styled grindcore, and it’s got some angular percussion a la Mastodon and Burnt By the Sun. <a
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href="https://yourlastrites.com">Last Rites</a>.</p> ]]></description> <content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>originally written by Erik Thomas</em></p><p><span
class="content">I’m not quite sure how to classify this new project from Wetnurse’s Garett Bussanick. It’s not as chaotic as labelmates Imbroglio, but still discordant and grey. It’s not as progressive as Wetnurse, but has some off-kilter structures. It has dashes of Pig Destroyer-styled grindcore, and it’s got some angular percussion a la Mastodon and Burnt By the Sun. Confused? Me too.</p><p>By all accounts, this intriguing little EP somehow comes together despite the colliding of so many styles, and unlike many of the American ‘grindcore’ or spazzcore acts, there’s a darkness, maturity and structure undulating beneath the chaos. The underrated and short-lived Biolich came to mind a few times during the EP, but with less death metal influence, as the vocals are gruff hardcore shouts. Alan Douches&#8217; surprisingly dirty and gritty production keeps things nicely underground, further clouding the end result.</p><p>Speaking of death metal, astute listeners might pick outsome twisting, backwards Ulcerate and Immolation styled riffs here and there (“Harvesting,” “Watching Sparrows”), complicating the sound further yet. But again, it all seemsto come together, forming something that’s borders on frustrating yet incrediblypromising and brilliant. “Fixture” and “Feeling So At Ease” are prime examples of everything beingall-over-the-place, but somehow enjoyable and coherent.</p><p>I’m hugely intrigued by this trio and this taster EP, but I wonder how they can sustain this style for a 40-45 minute album without seeing it blur into one calamitous song. Based on these 5 short songs, they seem capable. But, at one point, will the style clashes become too disjointed? I can’t wait to find out.</span></p><p>The post <a
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