The inevitable collision of expectation and reality when it comes to new music has its roots in the initial album description pitched to listeners. This is where the pervasive dilemma of hype is born; what’s said about an album on paper has to balance the desire to attract interest with…
Blackened hardcore is the pumpkin spiced coffee of extreme music. It’s seasonal and has become evocative of a movement, much like the over priced, sickly sweet beverage. Unfortunately, much like coffee fanatics, extreme music nuts don’t all band round blackened hardcore with the gusto they might display for say, post black metal. “It’s too obvious”, “it’s too derivative”, they may cry. Well, fuck ’em. If one cannot appreciate a twisted, cutting dose of blasts and low register riffs then one can go fornicate with their own damn self. And so there is Sunlight’s Bane: the antidote for seasonal commercialism and everything else probably wrong with the world.
There are always a few bands that seem to completely shake the genre tag applied to them. Probably the most popular examples are bands like System of a Down and Deftones, whose sound is now usually classified (for simplicity’s sake) under “alternative metal” because of the influence from so many genres into one cohesive sound. Others, like Mr. Bungle, or Naked City, use so many genres in such a short space that they seem to defy all classification; its as if they make a mosaic of the various fragments of sounds that interest them.
And then there are some bands that make that whole gray area of definition become even more indeterminate; bands like Cvlt of Grace. Signed to Poland’s Unquiet Records (who have a bit of a reputation for experimentation in metal), Cvlt of Grace has hardcore running through their music, but there’s quite literally so much else going on that definitions become meaningless, and words fail to accurately describe what’s going on after a bit. Like I said, there are hardcore strains throughout all of this; when listening to the beginning of their latest EP Tears, there’s a distinct blackened hardcore sound—the vocalist Zoli is about one step away from completely shrieking like a beefy-sounding Nocturno Culto, and the tremolo riffs are aplenty (especially in “To Hell (Land of Ignorance)” and “Stones and Knives” which almost become pure black metal at points).
Hey guys, I’m going to be trying something a little different this week, so bear with me for a minute. Remember our old “Singled Out” series that unfortunately fell to the wayside? Well, I’m going to be bringing it back a bit with this “Singles Roundup” post. Whether or not it’s…
Ah, blackened hardcore, taking two subgenres of extreme music with a violent desire to “prove” oneself, as well as inciting the most sweaty internet arguments, and mashing them together. A true recipe for success in all ways, shapes, and forms. However, in blackened hardcore’s defense, it does prove to be somewhat of an anomaly, skipping out on the worst fans from either genres and existing more for the true misanthropes present in both; dirty, grimy people who truly just hate everyone else (as well as themselves). That is where the true magic of blackened hardcore lies, not that it (somehow) has some of the most tolerable fans out of any of extreme music’s subgenres, but that it so perfectly portrays what extreme music always strives to be; nasty, brutal, and abrasive. It is not music to be taken lightly, and is best listened to all alone in a dark room somewhere so that one can truly feel their complete and utter contempt for reality.
*DISCLAIMER: Blackened grindcore, as well as blackened hardcore, will be included in this list since the two are so closely linked. Neo crust, while similar, still remains distinctly different due to its more heavily atmospheric/post rock-ish leanings.*