Viking’s Choice: Two Inch Astronaut, ‘Good Behavior’
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.
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.
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.