Recorded by Kurt Ballou, Codeseven draws on Far to Indecision, Sons Of Abraham to Converge. It’s hectic, multi-layered, but never forgets the melodic bridges.
A repetitious, sleepy, confused, weakly-produced record that’s too electronica and hip-hop. Plus the grooves are gone, and there are fewer hooks. Disappointing.
An instrumental record – keyboard and computers – based on the myths surrounding the death of the Norse God, Wuotan. It’s long, dull, occasionally spooky.
Wonder what the tuneless, strained yelping of Suicidal Tendencies would sound like over ska music? Me neither. Part fun rap, part tongue-in-cheek crudeness.
Picking up where the the heart-wrenching aspects of their last effort left off, Vaya takes the band’s trademark weird vocal lines and amplifies them ten-fold.
There are the fractured Brian Wilson bedroom pop songs, and there are the Terry Brooks spazzodelic guitar freakouts. There’s a pronounced Neil Young influence.
Witchery is crazy, shot-glass thrash that only allows its professed love of mainstream stuff (Ozzy, Accept, Priest) to leach out under the utmost discipline.