The band’s from Indonesia and combine black, thrash, and melodic death metal with traditional galloping heavy metal in a way that, uh, ya just can’t summarize.
“Kick Some Ass,” (in Jay & Silent Bob Strike Back) rules. I like when bands make fun of shithead fans/bands, especially when the dipshits still don’t get it.
These Detroit punkers always had the tunes and the rage to go beyond the upbeat deathtrap. This is deceptively octane-fueled radio punkpop, borderline rock.
Exquisite technicality embracing neo-Sabbath doominess coupled with eerie melodies of early ’90s death metal, punctuated by Clutch’s down and dirty aesthetics.
From The Dominican Republic, sing entirely in Spanish, have a distinctive percussion sound/style similar to early Sep/Overdose, with hints of greatness.
Top of the nü metal shitheap. They scream, bellow, and nyah-nyah in falsetto, but throw eight parts into a song, and that’s seven more than the bottomfeeders.
As far as pure vision and scope go, this is the most breath-taking, ambitious, and experimental death metal album this year… and it’s only a side project!
Funny, Swedes like these guys helped push the whole melodic death metal thing forward, and yet these guys in particular always seem a pace behind the leaders.
Nü metal morons and old metal morons both understand that “the kids” will dig Will Haven, and they’re right. Yeah. Hints. Promise. Bubbling. Keep at it kids.