Genuine songs that would translate into your choice of styles, The Epoxies just happen to be set in a synthesized setting with a background of punky guitars.
Frenzied, black metal with a very polished sound that infuses neo-classical guitar lines in between the constant, drill-core drumming and screeching vocals.
Yet another wondrous collection from Mr. Even Johanssen. Magnet, as he chooses to call himself, can make space age swells feel like crescendoing orchestras.
This is an awesome, eclectic, mature record, and it’s clear that the band enjoys pushing their playing, writing, and arranging skills as far as they’ll go.
Unrepentant early ’80s-era Replacements, good and liquored up with the modern, hard-working, heartfelt, damn near poetic, currently basement-bound scene.