Grist – City of Plight

This gritty little ditty was released in January of this year but, for some reason, hadn’t made its way across my feed until much more recently. Given that it’s a ten-minute grind/core release, some will make the point that it doesn’t deserve a full review nearly twelve months later. Those…

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The Body & Full Of Hell – Ascending A Mountain Of Heavy Light

Neither The Body nor Full Of Hell particularly need any introduction here: Heavy Blog has long traced the activity of the two bands separately due to both their talent and prolific nature (as well as their proclivity for splits and collaborative projects) and this culminated last year in our collective excitement for, and coverage…

Grind My Gears – The Arson Project

I’ve sat on this release for a few months now, biding my time before finally deciding to share it with my dedicated Grinders. I’m taking ownership of you all because I feel responsible for your lives, in the most minute of ways; my suggestions/turns of phrase could save or ruin your day after all! The Arson Project are responsible for taking my life in a new, positive direction in their own unique way, so maybe my ranting and raving about them can do the same for you. This weeks grind entrée is significantly more punk than you might be used to, but don’t let that spook ya. These Swedes get politically charged, pissed off and drop enough hardcore goings on to keep the push pit poppin’.

Grind My Gears – mothmother

The best music comes from people who have something to say. A lot of the time, the things that these musicians want to say aren’t easily digestible. The whole “tortured artist” cliché exists for a reason after all; art in its purest form is the expression of emotion and the most prevalent emotions in the world’s best art are misery, melancholy and malevolence. This is a bit more high brow than a regular introduction to Grind My Gears, I know, but this week’s artist performs with a fervor and ferocity that draws from the most vile of mistreatment. The subject matter of mothmother’s devastating debut \ˈpe​-​sə​-​ˌmi​-​zəm\ isn’t light, so be warned.

Vallenfyre – Fear Those Who Fear Him

A whole host of good oceanic adjectives come to mind when trying to describe Vallenfyre’s sound, like “roiling,” “crashing,” “deep,” or “furious.” Although these UK extreme metal stalwarts don’t play music particularly themed towards deep bodies of water in the same way as, say, The Ocean, their sound burbles and hisses in a similar manner to some forgotten Cambrian trench, oozing and rushing in various degrees through briny swill and hot gas. Fear Those Who Fear Him, the third outing from Vallenfyre, doesn’t do much to change this – no big stylistic shift in trajectory has occurred in the three years since Splinters – but hey, when you’ve got a formula that routinely kicks this much ass, is there any reason to mess with it?