Along the lines of rock-sculptured records by Evergrey, Morgana Lefay, and Nevermore, Godspeed finds this band stonewalled with heaviness, but progressive in all the creases.
A perfect example of a hardcore band who almost instantly grew tired of ONLY howling and thundering and doing breakdowns so the kids could jump around.
Should just be called Manda, since it’s got no marbles. The album is perfect: Flawless, over-produced, cream-filled sweetness, like eating both Twinkies. Twice.
LoG live CD. Thick-vocals, tightly-compressed guitarwork – often doubled – crammed into every nook and cranny, and precise drumming holds the chaos together.
Buffalo’s Herod second full-length for Lifeforce. Tight musicianship, layering of guitar ass-shake, and a vocalist who’s not barking or Cookie Monstering.
He has the chops, voice, and songwriting talent to get and keep your interest, but the “let’s do a country song next” ideas need to be nipped in the bud.
Part Missing Persons part Iron Maiden, what’s not to love? Often doubled, deliciously sweet female vocals, over wildly cheesy keyboards and glam guitarwork.