If Seattle drug bands coppin’ Mike Ness’ roots rock with readymade choruses wet yer panties, then 4 Hr. Ramona is better than a variable-speed vibrator.
Similar to bands like Cemetery, Dreadful Shadows, and Evereve, Sculpture mix the metal with the moodiness and have produced some fine, heavy Goth rock.
It has subtle elements of pagan celebration and folklore, but this motherfucker starts in high gear and spends the whole 50 minutes flying by blurred scenery.
No Innocent Victim plays old-meets-new-school hardcore with plenty of fast parts, not-so-fast parts, chugging parts, mosh parts, stomp parts, and polka beats.
They play simple riffs, are obsessed with graveyards, aliens, and all kinds of ghouls, witches, and zombies, and yet theirs is the CD you wanna hear again.
Like Short Songs for Short Attention Spans and The Smell of Victory before it, Generation XXX has many, many 30-60 second rants set to a couple chords.
Evidently, some guy started New Eden, joined Steel Prophet for a couple albums, then thought it’d be a swell idea to resurrect his old band. I disagree.
An album of rare and previously unreleased material, ranging from 1994 to 1997 (when he went off the deep end with his nightmare, ambient twitches and gurgles).
Another round of “Ballroom Blitz,” “Born to be Wild,” and “American Woman” covers loom on the horizon. The echoes of the last round have only recently faded.