Tag: Rock

In Flames – A Sense Of Purpose Review

In the movie Bull Durham, rookie minor league pitcher Ebby Calvin LaLoush is chosen to be the pet project of local English teacher/amateur baseball psychologist Annie Savoy. She will teach him how to improve his

Machinae Supremacy – Overworld Review

Originally written by Jordan Campbell According to the soft-spoken word on the street, Machinae Supremacy were/are a melodeath-styled outfit with a serious SidStation fetish. Those without extensive knowledge of computer history or Timbaland’s exploits in noisemaking probably

Monster Magnet – 4-Way Diablo Review

Originally written by Brady Humbert. So my Metal Review cherry is popped with my first review, which is the new Monster Magnet album 4-Way Diablo.  It follows up 2004’s Monolithic Baby! and is very much a similar album.  Unfortunately, this means the album

Litmus – Planetfall Review

Originally written by Ian Chainey When it comes to established subgenres, I’d normally tell you to put the new on the backburner and explore the old first. Sadly, I say that with experience. I’ve ruined

Down – III: Over the Under Review

To say that a lot has happened since we last heard from Down doesn’t even begin to cover it. The years of drug addiction and recovery, debilitating health conditions, and the twin horrors of Hurricane Katrina and

Winters – Black Clouds In Twin Galaxies Review

What’s lighter than a freshly fallen feather that’s quietly resting on the tip of a kitten’s nose? The vocals on this record, that’s what’s lighter than a freshly fallen feather that’s quietly resting on the

Oxbow – The Narcotic Story Review

Originally written by Ian Chainey There are those drug albums that glorify the experience of the high; experimental recordings that are meant to add something to the process of self-exploration through mind-altering substances. And then,

Unsane – Visqueen Review

Originally written by Ian Chainey Ever since that video where skaters dined on pavement and extreme sports stars of every variety were punched off their respective way of locomotion by the fists of failure, I’ve