Loud, distorted beats, high-to-superhigh BPMs, and a mix between distorted shouts, quotes from action/adventure movies, and sounds of destruction and violence.
Crumbox is from L.A. Their album was recorded in San Diego, and their label has a Laguna Beach, CA address. Yet they sound like Chapel Hill, North Carolina.
Based on the “Un-Cola” concept, The Unpunk Album stitches together snotty, hyperactive punk songs with a few mid-tempo shit tracks, to break up the monotony.
Cradle of Filth have released an album with excellent production and decipherable music while still retaining their integrity and cultish underground following.
Japanese metalcore with novelty kitsch, sounds as heavy as John Candy’s lard butt, and lyrics that are both insightfully metaphoric and incitefully angry.
Growling like James Hetfield over Ministryish guitar heaviness is not the future, it’s the past. While outgrowing Goth is admirable, becoming powermetal isn’t.
The conceptual mix of heavy music backbone and long, crystal-clear sound clips I’ve always wanted to hear. A nightmare mix of having the stereo and the TV on.
A nostalgia joyride, strapped in A Clockwork Orange-style. The tape’s running at double-time. And the sound quality is decent at best. 35 songs is too many.
This four-song cassette is a blend of rock, grunge, funk, and other similar genres. I saw them when they were Canine Guru, and they were pretty damn good.