2018 has already been a pretty stellar year for doom. So far we’ve been smacked upside the head with killer releases from the old masters Sleep, as well as a host of young whippersnappers such as Green Druid and Chrch , making it a damn fine time to be a fan of all things sluggish and Sabbathy.
Oooooooh, Enzo Amore. I legit loved Enzo and Big Cass, I really did. They were an oasis of silly catch phrases, off-the-wall humor and most of all fun in a WWE era that’s often not terribly fun to watch. Sure, neither of them were technical marvels in the ring, but they had personality, dammit, and personality goes a long way in the world of professional wrestling. Amore was easily the best promo guy in the entire company and together Enzo and Cass were giving the New Day some stiff competition for the title of WWE’s most entertaining active tag team.
As I was preparing to review this album, something occurred to me; In nearly ten years of THKD I’ve never once written about Amorphis (I have no idea why). It also occurred to me that many readers will probably be surprised to find out that I unabashedly love this band, given that their music is pretty much the antithesis of so much of the other metal I love; it’s proggy, folky, pristinely produced and at times poppy as all hell, yet somehow Amorphis makes all these elements that I’m not always such a big fan of (at least not when it comes to metal) palatable, nay downright tasty.
It seems that not enough people are talking about Green Druid, but they damn well oughta be, because the quartet has released what should rightfully be considered as one of the stickiest of the icky doom metal releases of 2018 in the form of Ashen Blood, out now on Earache Records.
Bloody hell, has it really been over a year since the last installment of OOB? Seems a little crazy since brutal death metal in all its wondrous guises has long been a major part of THKD’s bread and butter. But rather than lament the fact that these features are few and far between due to the laziness of yours truly over the past few years, let’s delve into what’s new and bludgeoning in the world of brutal death metal, slam, etc…
What’s this? A goregrind band that doesn’t sing about gore? Germany’s The Creatures From The Tomb (henceforth referred to as TCFTT) play groovy goregrind in the vein of Cock and Ball Torture, The Day Everything Became Nothing and Cliteater, but their songs are not about zombies or hacking people up or having sex with corpses. Instead, TCFTT mine their subject matter from classic black and white horror films, such as The Phantom of the Opera and Creature from the Black Lagoon.
So, how much trve kvlt metal cred do I lose if I say that the new Bleeding Through song is a banger?