Despite what you hear, this is not a mainstreamy hard rockin’ biker rock release, it’s easy-on-the-ears Immortal, a trajectory from Sons of Northern Darkness.
Bloodbath did this already, and did it well, but no one’s sayin’ there isn’t room for more wet and sloppy hollerin’ and punkified riffing. Nicke Anderson leads.
The non-LP/early years of sorely-missed tech metalcore greats Botch in one handy package, presenting the influential band’s roots and semi-primitive beginnings.
One of the stranger to books to’ve ever graced my coffee table. Who writes down their deepest, darkest secret, then mails it to someone to put in a book?
Recording more viciously, playing faster, and putting more Viking elbow grease into the riff-writing, this is Unleashed looking for an extra tenner of cred.
The Cardigans worked on their new album in sporadic bursts, creating deadlines in order to capture the slightly-rushed, spontaneous feel of a jam session.