Mind Equals Blown

MEB staffer Ridge Briel and friend Anthony Matthews (who helped write part of the interview) recently caught up with Rou Reynolds and Rory Clewlow of Enter Shikari to discuss the overall message that their music consists of, what people should be doing to make the world a better place, the meanings behind their symbols, and

Woe, Is Me has lost as many members -six- as there are in the band today. Underoath is a completely different band than they were in 1997. Emarosa and Chiodos have had battles with their Craig’s (Jonny Craig and Craig Owens) for years. Member switch-ups are hard and oftentimes can present the band with a

Having exploded out of the subconscious of Toronto’s hardcore punk scene in 2008 and becoming the darlings of critics everywhere with only their second album, Hail Destroyer, Cancer Bats are back with their highly anticipated fourth album, Dead Set on Living.

Unless you’re living under a rock or you’re one of those guys who finds music news from Metal Injection (that’s a thing, right?) and CMHWAK (look it up. Actually, don’t.), chances are you’ve been flooded with news about this year’s Glamour Kills Tour. After all, it features three of the most hyped up bands playing

First and foremost, I need to address the genre that I have labeled this. You see, it’s really impossible to put Sharks into a box. From sounding punk, to pop, to ska, to retro, No Gods really doesn’t fit into just one easily definable category. With all this variety, there isn’t a dull moment in

It seems as if all bands who experience popularity during their career do it one of two ways. Of course, bands can always rely on sticking to trends, and push out an album hoping that it sticks on with crowds so long as the fad lasts. On the other hand, some bands craft a signature

Listening to Dead Swan’s new EP, Anxiety and Everything Else, is exhausting. Not tiring in the sense that the music is a chore to sit through, but because it’s damned near impossible to remain seated while listening to the quintet from Brighton, UK, tear through the EP’s seven tracks. If anything, the band perfectly captures

Sayanything’s Baseball is the definition of growing pains. It’s the stem pushing through the dirt, hinting at the beginning of something special. It’s angsty-teen pop punk, but there’s definitely something more happening here.  At just 17, Max Bemis was not yet the universally praised songwriter who penned 2004′s …Is a Real Boy. But he was