The mix of their intellectual arrangements with street-wise attitude eliminates all boundaries, earning them fans ranging from jazz freaks to hardcore thugs.
Alice Cooper game show organ reeling with very Uriah Heep/Deep Purple meets Sam Black Church/Marilyn Manson kind of warped stuff – interesting and unsettling.
A fresh-ish industrial sound, beyond the Cleopatra/Metropolis vein, not-quite Prodigy, not-quite C-Tec mix, something to appeal to the new-bombed dance punks.
Fourth gen glam-inbred rock and pretty goddamn uninteresting at that. Over half the record is sleepy, and the good tunes’d get their asses kicked by Extreme.
Incorporating black metal flourishes along with more intricate song structures, Divine Empire have created a more devastating album than their previous slab.
Robbie Huddleston of Richmond, VA’s Ann Beretta takes another crack at the acoustic thing, because his band’s attempt didn’t live up to his satisfaction.
For those unfamiliar, you might want to start with Storm of the Light’s Bane or Somberlain and then check out this collection of crudely recorded songs.