Donning dark sunglasses and short, spiky hair, Johnny let the strobe light freeze-frame his manic figure as the techno-opera began to wind its twisted tale.
The eerie rhythms and melodramatic vocals were soothing balm. With their musical talent and a knack for innovation, St. Chimera was the musical highlight.
I like the retro-Goth ’80s style, but if you’re going to do it, please do it well. A few synths, a sampler or two, and empty tunes that don’t go anywhere.
Howling at the glistening orb of life, reveling in Dionysian abandon, his clothes started falling off his body, revealing a glistening chest, tight and hard.
Sinister, evil, grinding music, lots of reverb and plenty of anger. Normally, I don’t go in for the brutal assault, there’s something addictive about Holy Cow.
Gwar continued killing things and spraying blood everywhere, singing of destruction, rape, pillage, plunder, and the huge comet coming to destroy Earth.
The music was uneven and unintentionally jarring, what with certain samples jumping out in the mix, giving a choppy, unrefined sound. But I know they’re good.