Red Fang Release An(other) Epic Video, This Time It’s For ‘Crows In Swine”

Portland, Oregon’s indomitable Red Fang are well known for producing entertaining, often hilarious music videos, proving the medium can still be viable in the internet age. With the release of their fantastic new album Whales and Leeches, they’ve taken a slightly different different, but no less entertaining, approach, collaborating with…

Earthship – Withered

From the very first feedback-laden chord of Earthship’s third album Withered, we receive a mission statement: this is going to be loud, sludgy and in your face. However, plenty of albums exist that deliver all these things, especially during this last, fantastic year and so, an eyebrow might be raised in skepticism.…

Hey! Listen to Dust!

By now, it should be no secret that I’m from Israel and that the scene here bares some looking at it. In between the dwindling numbers of fans and declining sales all across the world, some very interesting acts have been making their name known around here. Hardcore is not…

YOB – Clearing The Path To Ascend

Capturing what it is that draws us towards doom is a hard feat. The genre is deceptively simple, requiring a fair amount of active listening for a listener to be able to pick up the nuances that operate behind the scenes. Perhaps it’s that challenge itself which beguiles us: we…

Follow Red Fang to ‘The Meadow’

Red Fang have become a known name in the past years. From an explosive new act, wielding beer laden bellies and epic beards, to an established and respected stoner outfit, Red Fang have been constantly tottering on the border of raving barbarians and excellent musicians. And who says they can’t be…

Wild Throne – Blood Maker

Encountering a wild animal, your breath catches in your throat. A million possibilities flash inside your head, racing to find the right reaction and save yourself. As the animal growls, you realize that now is not the time for decisions, but for guttural reaction. Your chest constricts painfully in anticipation. That constriction of your chest is Blood Maker by Wild Throne. It’s feral, primal and drips a strange, sexual magnetism. Relying on fuzzy guitars, bottomless bass, and frantic drums, Blood Maker reaches into your heart and gives it a rough, glorifying squeeze.