What is Architectural Genocide? Is it when someone decides to round up a bunch of architects and off them en masse? Is it when a group of buildings becomes sentient and decides to wipe out another group of buildings for no apparent reason? I don’t have a fucking clue, but I do know that Houston, TX death metallers Architectural Genocide have a wicked good debut on their hands in the form of Cordyceptic Anthropomorph (whew, what a mouthful!) which was released back in mid-March by that ever-reliable bastion of brutality known as Comatose Music.
At after 10 years of writing about extreme music, I’m finally going to live my true dream of having a food blog! As part of this rebranding, I wil be reviewing fast food, sharing recipes and chatting about my favorite dishes! Welcome to That’s How Kids Dine!
Hard to believe its been almost eight months since the last one of these roundups, but 2020 is finally starting to cough up some quality brutal death metal and slam, so you know what that means…
I’ll probably catch a ton of flack for this, but I have to admit, Gaahl / King ov Hell era Gorgoroth is my favorite Gorgoroth. Don’t get me wrong, early albums such as Pentagram and Under the Sign of Hell are classics in their own right, but the band became meaner and more brutal when Gaahl and King entered the picture on Incipit Satan and subsequently began their hostile takeover attempt, beginning with Twilight of the Idols (In Conspiracy with Satan) and culminating in Ad Majorem Sathanas Gloriam.
More so than just about any other metal album I’ve ever heard, Demoncy’s Joined in Darkness is about creating and sustaining an atmosphere. The music is a trance-inducing hellish miasma of tremolo-picked riffage that seems to move at a snail’s pace; even the fast parts feel like they’re being played at half speed, making it the perfect album to listen to in the dark on a good pair of headphones, preferably while in a heavily altered state.
In 1994 I was a freshman in high school. A good boy who followed the rules, got decent grades and showed up to work on time… on the outside. On the inside I was a fucking maniac, an animal caged inside a pressure-cooker that wanted to kill, fuck or destroy everything in sight. A ball of hormones and confusion, tightly wrapped in a nice little Catholic school attending, grocery bagging for $4.65 an hour package. I couldn’t wear my black jeans and Metallica shirt to Catholic school, I didn’t have the strength or the self-confidence to stand up to the privileged, pampered, future white collar scumbags of America that ran the place and I definitely didn’t have the courage to be anything more than friends with the ladies.
First thing’s first; yes, realize that Thrall-Demonsweatlive is an EP not an album. But it deserves a place in the top one hundred because it marks the beginning of my life-long obsession with all things Danzig. Like many Danzig fans in my age bracket, I was mesmerized by the video for “Mother ’93,” a clip mainly comprised of footage from the band’s legendary 1992 Halloween performance at the Irvine Meadows Amphitheater; the image of Chuck Biscuits’ 15 foot high skull drum riser is permanently burned into my brain. Of course, it doesn’t hurt that “Mother” is a fantastic song, but combining it with the imagery of a rowdy-as-fuck live show took it to a whole other level.