Mind Equals Blown

This Belgian hardcore isn’t going to give you a headache but it might rattle your brains enough to displace them. If you’re okay with that, Rise and Fall’s Faith is their fourth installment of abrasive hardcore outpouring. Remorse isn’t an option for sound as opener “A Hammer and Nails” completely rips and pounds away at

Oh man, the ripping falsetto days. There once was a time when people were breaking the law with Halford and running to the hills with Dickinson. That time has thus since passed along with gaudy accessories and spandex. All that debauchery was good stuff and I’m glad 3 Inches of Blood is keeping it alive.

From party thrash to space thrash, we present Municipal Waste! The Richmond, Virginia crossover thrash band is back after quite the absence since 2009’s Massive Aggressive. The theme this time is space, like outer space. …and they totally miss it. Honestly there is little to no connection to “space” aside from a spacey-sounding synth intro

Tim Barry…it’s like even his songs are sepia toned. The Carhartt-wearing Virginia artist’s next installment of train hopping songs is 40 Miler. That title is “ironic” as it’s a term used by freight riders to describe fake hobos. So uh, here’s Tim Barry, the poser. First off, respect this guy. Though he has been going

There is something about Lucero that just makes you feel… real. Okay, maybe the posters of a blue collar lady lighting her cigarette with a blowtorch aren’t realistic, but the mentality certainly is. Here Lucero is 14 years later, for what is their eighth album, Women & Work. If the one thing the Memphis, Tennessee

I love technology. Otherwise this record, Painted, wouldn’t exist. Narrows’ hometown is Seattle and San Diego and London. Making an album in the same place sounds like a pain in the ass. Of course you could agree to meet somewhere but that’s kind of hard when one of the guitarists is denied a visa. So

German metal means one thing to me: power metaaal. Except Caliban isn’t at all and that’s not the association worth worrying about. One minute into “We Are the Many” and you are absolutely blown away. This isn’t what you expect at all because it’s heavy as shit. Look at the album cover. Does this look

They teach you in J school (which is bad slang for one who studies journalism) not to talk about older folks as if they are “as lively as ever.” Sure it’s damn straight rude, but you know… So for example what care should this generation have for a band founded in 1981? Ever heard of