Covering Iron Maiden is tricky. Two decades of shitty metal bands have paved the way for this thing all the way up my ass. But that’s not always the case here.
Six Feet Under have created a niche by slowing down, simplifying, and in an odd way, shoe-gazing their way through hypnotic, crunchy mainstream metal riffs.
Dead expected, Barnes’ true middle median average centrist death vocal over dull production, simple arrangements, one tone throughout, no layers, no surprises.
22 examples of inspired nonsense that only overprivileged kids with Vox organs, wah-wah pedals, and a complete collection of Seeds records can spit out.
With death metal’s largest bands contributing to this supergroup, it’s no surprise it’s amazing. It’s unique from any of the bands the members are famous for.