Edlund’s voice has gotten deeper, as well as more snarling. Three years in Greece has done him well. Many good songs on many good albums, the bar is set high.
It opens with a barnburning polka, and if it doesn’t get you grinning, kicking up your heels and spilling your beer with wild abandon, check for a pulse.
Ninth studio album from the Bay Area thrash pioneers. First release with guitarist Alex Skolnick since 1992, first with bassist Greg Christian since 1994.
Second round for this fun-time biker metal diversion for Dimmu’s Shagrath. Lead throat Eddie Guz really makes these songs roar with beery belching pride.
They’re Swedish, of course, and play anthemic melodic death metal that’s true death, plus sweetly anthemic, without being, ya know, emo pussy about it.
This band’s been around for two decades and any metal fan who doesn’t have a CD or two in their collection ought to seriously consider their next breath.
A mix of thrash, death, and prog, they shred, the vocals roar then soar warblingly, harmonize with the best of them, then they trip you up like Meshuggah.
Think Berklee musicians are douchebags? Arsis are your wake up call. Technical death metal, brilliantly played, amazingly produced, and gory as a machete wound.