Collects the leftover pieces that Never Ender didn’t get to, including b-sides from the band’s last three full-lengths, multiple splits, and rare comp entries.
Yemin’s “main band” since before (and now alongside) Lifetime got back together. A statement on the beauty of hardcore, and a plethora of outsider music.
Exactly what you would imagine it to be: Almost as much in-between banter as music, irreverent humor, not to mention meticulously written and executed pop punk.
I grew to embrace Sworn to a Great Divide just cuz, well, sometimes a by-the-books melodic death metal album from Soilwork is exactly what a person needs.
At only 21, Zach Condon has managed to wield exotic foreign traits, and utilize them in proportionately written, wonderfully executed, heart-wrenching songs.
Elvis of the North, Roy Orbison of Sheffield, British Frank Sinatra – but there’s no mistaking Richard Hawley’s voice. Hit ’em and leave ’em wanting more.
Aeon borrow the eerie intervals and dirges of Morbid Angel, Legion-era Deicide’s rhythmic mastery, and new Cannibal Corpse’s penchant for quick tempo changes.
Matt Pryor started The New Amsterdams when The Get Up Kids were still active, devoting his folkier/mellower output to the moniker. They’ve never sounded better.
Chthonic on their turf, playing to thousands of screaming Taiwanese fans with a backing choir, laser light shows, and, of course, the prerequisite corpse paint.
On July 19th, 2003, melodic thrash punk masters Propagandhi played a benefit show for Grassy Narrows First Nation Blockade in Winnipeg, killing it as usual over 17 songs of blood-boiling, spirit-rousing anthems.
Hot Water Music guitarist/vocalist Chuck Ragan went solo acoustic after the break up, now focusing 100% upon what made the albums riveting: The melodies.
Acoustic chords rife with subtext and vocal lines that kill you with their details. Songs of deep affection and choruses equally addictive and slightly awkward.
Xecutioner’s Return, like the last couple of Gorefest and Grave records, is a no-frills old school trip with only one goal in mind: Stick to the basics.
Several Arrows Later hinted they were wishing they were more rockin’, here they sound like they’re trying too hard, and at the expense of the melodies.
Pretty much La Muerte Part Two, meaning that it’s classic Gorefest: Simple but punishing riffs, varying tempos, political lyrics, and bad-ass breakdowns.
Botch almost single-handedly carved a new path for metalcore. Instead of testosterone-fueled rage, they had genuine passion and a great sense of humor.
After venturing into folktronica territory with The Tourniquet, Magnet (Norwegian producer/songwriter Even Johanssen) has returned to a rootsier, organic sound.
You either stuck by ’90s pop punk, grew out of it, or hopped on the “third generation of emo” bandwagon. All the Best Songs is clearly for the first category.