Nuclear Blast seems convinced we want new records with the original Metal Church singer, David Wayne, as well as live recordings and now this side-project.
18 songs, 78 minutes, there’s creepy, brutal, eerie, sexy, and every combination you can imagine, and plenty you can’t until you hear these dark masters.
My love/hate relationship with Benediction continues. Love cuz I’ve been a fan since their debut, hate cuz they’ve been stagnant now for over half a decade.
Mostly decent doom stutter’n’stumble, the kinda choppy, “binary”-style Meshuggah whips about, but here slinkily coils slowly around your ankles like nü metal.
Krisiun don’t bend my brain the way bands like Immolation and Nile do, but they continue to define their sound on their fifth collection of pure virulence.
Love at First Sting brought guitarists to their knees, something it’s time for again with all the half-assed heroes with more facial piercings than chops.
Kinda thin-sounding. The solos and fills are all right upfront (and that’s the main reason to fall at this band’s feet), but there’s just nothing brutal here.