The dust settles and the smoke clears as you crawl out from underneath the protection of a corroded vehicle. You search the polluted skies for any signs of approaching aircraft. The bombings have become more frequent and the city you once viewed with awe is now crumbled, decrepit and in ruins. As you put on your gas mask to avoid potential poisoning, the air raid sirens begin to signal another impending attack. But emitting from their speakers instead of the traditional siren sound is something more fitting. It is the sound of Abstracter‘s Wound Empire. The Apocalypse, the End of Days, World War III, a global nuclear assault, every potential world-ending scenario could be set to the tune of this Oakland-based quartet’s compositions. Through four lengthy opuses, Wound Empire paints a picture of dystopian life in which all hope is exhausted, and provides the soundtrack for the only instinct the inhabitants would have left; survival.
I am one of those people who always crave something new and interesting. This is most definitely reprensented in the music I listen to. At the end of every year I clear out a large amount of my iPod to make room for new music, something intriguing that I haven’t heard before. Well, this year I have experienced one of my favorite records of the year and it consists of only three songs. The band is Wolfnote and they consist of two members of Harm’s Way. However, if you go into this EP think you’re going to experience Harm’s Way-style hardcore, you may be disappointed. If you go into it with an open mind, I think you will be happily surprised. Continue reading →
Imagine yourself in the middle of a frozen wasteland, far from civilization. The snow has accumulated tremendously and has swallowed your feet completely. The bitter wind swarms about you, threatening to peel the skin from your face. You finally collapse in a heap from exhaustion and starvation. Unseen wild animals can be heard issuing their hunting cries in the distance. You are convinced that the end is nigh and you begin making amends with whichever god you believe in. The debut album from self-proclaimed “winterdoom” outfit Phantom Winter, “Cvlt”, recreates this scenario through their haunting compositions. Born out of the ashes of German post-metal group Omega Massif, Phantom Winter aim to rip any shred of hope you have in you and leave you for dead.
Whenever Aaron Turner attaches his name to a musical project, people take notice. Whether it be the forward-thinking metal compositions of Isis, the sludgy monkey-business of Old Man Gloom, the haunting drones of Mamiffer, the hardcore-tinged debauchery of Split Cranium and others, it’s hard to deny Turner’s musical prowess. So when Sumac was announced, everyone, including myself, was instilled with insurmountable excitement. Turner is joined by the equally proficient Brian Cook (Russian Circles, Botch, etc) and Nick Yacyshyn (Baptists), and the end-result is absolutely tremendous.Brimming with complexity and colossal heaviness, The Deal delivers the all the goods in a jam-packed 54-minute duration.