Whether seeping through clenched teeth, swallowed in frustration, or reaching futilely toward cloudy heavens, Maria Sjöholm layers her pain beautifully.
Driving, darkly melodic hard rock from the thoughtful side of New York’s grimy streets. If you remember Mindfunk, perhaps you’ll have a handle on Dogma.
Cradle of Filth have released an album with excellent production and decipherable music while still retaining their integrity and cultish underground following.
Japanese metalcore with novelty kitsch, sounds as heavy as John Candy’s lard butt, and lyrics that are both insightfully metaphoric and incitefully angry.
The conceptual mix of heavy music backbone and long, crystal-clear sound clips I’ve always wanted to hear. A nightmare mix of having the stereo and the TV on.