As is tradition, welcome to Death’s Door, Hellions. Wipe your feet on the mat and pull up a bone throne. July was a good month for the ol’ plug-and-chug. I feel like garbage physically today, folks. Which honestly feels like an outward manifestation of how I feel on the inside…
Last night, I made myself a grilled cheese sandwich for dinner. I’m no chef, so this was most certainly not a gourmet affair. Cheddar, wheat bread, and some salsa for dipping (yeah, try it and wait for your head explode). That’s it. Not an elaborate or complex meal in any…
Each month, we always seem to come to the same conclusion when it comes to our Editors’ Picks column: Friday release days open the floodgates and unleash a seemingly endless stream of quality new music. But while some of our Editors and Contributors sit down gleefully each week to dive into this newly stocked treasure…
Ah, friends. Do you smell it? The rot of decaying flesh? The smoke from buzzsaw guitars slicing through arms, legs, and ears? It’s the sweet stench of premium old school death metal, and there’s nothing else like it. For fans of death metal’s crustiest, nastiest, and HM-2iest of sounds, there’s…
