While its predecessor satisfied the fans’ hunger for their returning heroes, on this new endeavor, Suffocation no longer need rely on their past for accolades.
3/5ths of the band that made a pair of albums 30-some years ago is dead, leaving lead singer David Johansen, guitarist Syl Sylvian, and, uh, some other people.
Complex harmonies are stacked on dense, mammoth guitars, with industrial synth and samples at times in the dungeon with Ministry, others, surfing with Sublime.
Building off early Bad Religion, Descendents, and Lemonheads punkish pop tunes, this record boasts a refined production without sacrificing the raw energy.
The shadowy, creepy, misty, doom of Trent Reznor with a cracked mic’n’acoustic guitar strumming away on a crisp New England October night with Edgar Allen Poe.
Very cool two-disc comp of up and coming biker, swagger, and stoner rock bands, all of whom are sure to please if you’re a fan of whiskey, weed, and women.