Tag: Iron Maiden

WAR Masters – A Completely Serious Analysis Of Metal And Baseball

Happy All Star Break, folks. Or, if you aren’t a baseball fan, enjoy the least exciting week in all of sports, when very little is going on except ESPN’s incessant coverage of the same 10

Konquest – Time And Tyranny Review

One-person bands in the metal sphere regularly navigate a very challenging landscape. More often than not, this very subject immediately brings to mind black metal and a near endless motorcade of individuals hoping to make

Best of 2021 – Chris C: It’s Been A Year

This has been a strange year in music. Blood Incantation announced their hour-long, ambient Century Media debut. Andi Deris proved the best bobbing head on the new and remarkable Helloween hydra. Melodic black metal not

Best of 2021 – Spencer Hotz: There’s No Drift In This Joy-Con

Well lookie here, flat Earth has been frisbeed around the moon once again. This lovely year under our lizard overlords saw a shaman take over the capitol, cucks inject 5G into their arms to become

Best of 2021 – Lone Watie: It Helps To Know What You Got

When I sat down to work out an introduction to my best of list, I already had a long, loud list in my head of grievances and shames and laments. They’re certainly valid, most of

Best Of 2021 – Dan Obstkrieg: A Map Of All Our Foolishness

Friends, if we’re being honest, I probably spend less than half of my overall music listening time with heavy metal. (This is what they might call a “reverse straw man,” whereby I provide you with

Best Of 2021: Andrew Edmunds: Last Night, I Crossed The Road, Walked Into A Bar, And Changed A Lightbulb. I Feel Like My Whole Life Is A Joke.

So, hey, you remember last year when everyone said “Next year will be better”?  Well, I guess this year was better than last year — at least, comparatively. But it was still a rough year

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