The D.C. post-hardcore band explores its sonic lineage, but sounds as unpredictable and polished (and poppy!) as ever on its forthcoming third album, Personal Life.
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Pygmy Lush doesn’t stray too far from the version of the song heard on MTV Unplugged. But then it brings the Crazy Horse-punk chaos.
One of the pit leaders of today’s stellar D.C. hardcore scene is Red Death, a band that more than lives up to its name.
With striking gold-on-purple artwork and a provocative title, “Cancer Money” finds catharsis in head-bashing repetition.
Cretin returns with a ferocious grindcore chug-a-lug that hits like a steel-toe boot to the shins, complete with guitar and bass solos that blast it wide open.
Could Norwegian composer Edvard Grieg have guessed that, one day, a cocksure German heavy metal band — now 40 years strong — would pay tribute to his “Morning Mood” melody?
When you name your band after a Mercyful Fate song, you’d better damn well live up to it. Thankfully, The Oath’s “Silk Road” sounds something like Heart raised on a healthy dose of King Diamond.
One of the most oddly compelling heavy music albums of the year, so far, comes from an unlikely duo.