I like to consider myself still somewhat young, the type of young that will consider going bungee jumping but will blame a hangover for not following through and steps aside to let the others risk their insurance premiums, so it's weird to think that the first time I heard Chiodos was back in 2007, when I was starting college, and now I'm out of college, and these goobers are still pounding out fresh music.
Architects: a band. Before I began listening to this particular album by said band, I had maybe only listened to a few songs in the past and somehow always manage to confuse them with the litany of rock/metal bands that are named after plural nouns relating to natural law. But, I digress. This album is Heluva Good Dip. Def. an album where if you're not careful, you will double dip and get the stink eye from people around you as you get carried away with air drumming.
I had never really taken the time to listen to For Today, until recently, when suddenly posts about "homophobic" remarks made by someone affiliated with the band commandeered my Facebook timeline. Being the curious Internet user that I am, I reacted swiftly by finding YouTube clips of For Today's performances, solidifying my belief that there is no such thing as bad press. I thoroughly enjoyed their artistic expression in the form of high gain guitars and growls, so when the opportunity presented itself to review slash listen to their new album, Fight The Silence, I leaped at the chance, and they did not disappoint.
Um... I don't really know what just happened. Like falling down a short staircase, KDC's The Veracity of Solitude was over before I realized I was listening to it, and the last thing I remember before I came tumbling down was pressing the play button. In order to convey the sound of this band, I would like to set the scene.
While some kids are busy taking selfie pix and posting them on Instagram/Twitter/Facebook or updating their Tumblrs with pictures of their favorite puppet from One Direction, others have taken time to study musical instruments and perform them better than many "professional" musicians twice their age, and to these few, bright blossoming performers, I say: Rock on!
I've never been to Canada Land, but recently I came across a young Canadian band whilst perusing the various tubes of the internet. This particular tube, better known as "YouTube," had a channel dedicated to a young singer who performs various vocal covers. The one song in particular that struck my fancy was originally by Periphery – "love that shit." Shortly thereafter, I found a link to her band's tube, and there I found my resting spot for 3 minutes and 18 seconds.
Some people play guitar for fun, while others like to sing songs along with their favorite bands. A very small portion of the population; however, has a metaphorical battle raging with Nazi zombies, and this... is their story.
Drum sequence. Chug. Chug-chug. Chug-chug-chug. Neer. Neer. Neer. Neer. I AM! This is me scat singing the opening track to Wolves Within entitled, "Anti-Pattern." It's quite delightful, but fair warning to those who consider embarking upon this album's journey who have never heard After the Burial before: grooves. Some reading may ask, "Why, Handsome Henry. For whatever reason would you warn one of grooves? Grooves are amazing." They ARE amazing, but some people are not yet aware of their effects on the body and may be frightened by sudden isolated episodes of rigor mortis.
According to the boys and girls at Wikipedia, "Music is an art form whose medium is sound and silence." Strange usage of the word "whose" guys, but that's also the nuts and bolts of a jun-jun-jun *rest* jun-jun-jun breakdown, and Atlases happens to have a whole bunch. You might be thinking to yourself, "That is a strange name for a band. I wonder if they know what atlases are." I'm fairly certain that they do, but did you also know that Atlas was a Mauretanian king who is believed by some to have been the inventor of astronomy? So, I like to believe that the name actually describes a group of 5 King Atlases, although I personally think that King Atlas would have been more of a prog. metal guy.
Australia is home to a variety of pretty solid things: the didjeridu, Parkway Drive, and groups of Kangaroos known as "mobs." In 2010, Australia birthed some more solid in the form of Northlane. Their first album turned quite a few heads. Their second album, I predict, will turn even more heads, with some repeat head turning involved, leaving some people's heads turned "this way" and others "that way," but either way, they will be turned.
Ever been walking through a graveyard during a full moon on Friday the 13th, or perhaps wanted to play notes unreasonably fast on a 6, or 7, stringed instrument connected to a device that makes the vibrations of those strings way too loud to the point where the sound is comparable an exploding Transformer or Power Ranger Megazord? If the answer to these questions is yes, or no, you should watch this video on how to Death Metal. It's something you could probably live without, but that's not what DEATH Metal is all about. Enjoy!
Some people look forward to Christmas. Some people look forward to the best part of waking up in your cup, while others to DJ bedroom parties. I, on the other hand, mark my Advent calendar, 'cause I love the treats, for any upcoming Protest The Hero release in red Sharpie. I've been blue ear-ing since their 2011 release Scurrilous, and as with every Protest The Hero album, I learned a new word.
Instrumental rock guitar music is one of the few things that really gets white people amped up (Citation: Chapelle Show February 2004). In today's saturated music market, few rise to the top as masters of their craft. I found one in Canada, and he was gracious enough to share a few words about his latest album, In a Locked Room on the Moon. Please meet Nick Johnston.
When I listen to Halestorm, I need to switch gears. I usually brace myself for an onslaught of percussive guitar writing and syncopated drumming when I press play on my iPod, but when I see Halestorm is about to begin, I need to rewind my musical perspective a few decades. Imagining that Lzzy Hale is singing to me exclusively helps.
Sirens & Sailors. On the one hand you have Sirens, which in the context of sailors and the sea, are just huge, mythical bitch whores who lure sailors to them with their singing and shy clothing that just can't seem to stay on with a side of little bottom boob. Then, you've got Sailors, the poor, pathetic seamen who are up to their eyeballs in blue, looking to score a little booty in a chest covered with sea salt, who just cannot contain themselves when in earshot of the Sirens' songs and crash their ships. Put the two together, and you've got a would be orgy covered in wooden wreckage, and quite frankly, I do believe that well represents the overall sound of this band.
There are numerous things that I learned from Korn growing up: 7 string guitars are a thing, skat singing can be heavy like... woah, meth can bring you closer to Jesus #glasshalffull, and when a problem comes along "Fuck that, fuck that."
How do I put this politely? Most bands are pretty horrible, but recently, I've had the pleasure of listening to some high quality ish. "Henry, pray tell. Of whom do you speaketh, so that we may too bathe in the sweet, sweet melody which hath caressed your godlike ears?" Okay. You've swayed me. There is a band who has been sent to us from beyond. They go by the name of "Myka, Relocate." "Why, kind and gentle Henry. I've never heard of such a being. Prithee continue."
I don't know what "Mals Totem" means... wait, yes I do. I think, and therefore I am, it's a reference to the movie Inception. Mal is the main character's wife who killed herself... maybe. That doesn't tell you much about the band's sound, but fortunately for you, you have me, and I will architect a way for you to hear the band through my dreamy words.
When I listen to a jam, and by jam I mean song, not marmalade, I appreciate it most when it sounds fresh, like the popping of a well sealed preserve, or jam. For me, freshness includes the following: innovative songwriting, production, and boobs. Incredible' Me has all three in pairs. This would not only win most poker games, but make them twice as heart pumping.
There's this Schecter guitar competition that was created to help promote the new A7X album along with Schecter guitars. Henry found it his duty to set the curve. Nailed it!