I contributed a couple of mini-reviews to E&D’s round up of post-rock/post-metal releases missed by us in 2016. If further proof were needed that there is officially far too much good stuff going on then here it is – several gems completely overlooked by a whole flock of writers who are utterly bonkers for this stuff. If we can’t keep track of things what hope do you mere mortals have?
In particular everyone should check out The Great Cold. I’d predict Great Things for those guys if they weren’t already doing Great Things straight out of the gate.
MAKE are an angry bunch. But then of course they are – if you’re not angry at the State of Things right now then you really can’t be paying attention. Their latest album Pilgrimage of Loathing is a must hear for anyone struggling to make sense of the news on a daily basis, a cathartic blast of blackened post-metal that works as a much needed reminder that the world may make you sick to your stomach but that you are at least not alone.
Review over at Echoes & Dust.
Post-metal Lovecraft fans Coffinfish released one of my favourite records in recent times in last year’s I am Providence. Now they’re back with Epilogue a single 20 minute track (also called I am Providence) – which is both something of a victory lap and a sign of even better things to come for them.
Full review over at Echoes and Dust.
I could be accused of being overly nice in my reviews. I do this shit for nothing so I don’t see any reason to spend time writing words about stuff I don’t like. Especially as I’m often trawling through under-reviewed stuff – what’s the value in someone grabbing you and saying, “hey, you know that thing you haven’t heard of? It’s not very good.” No one gains anything, I feel a bit guilty for being mean about someone’s hard work – everyone loses.
Unfortunately sometimes you agree to review something based on a couple of tracks and then things go a bit wrong…
Review found here.
Spoiler: they had me at, “Lovecraftian post metal.”
Ths German 5 piece post-metal/hardcore/black metal band are Not Happy Campers. They’d like to tell you just how unhappy they are. And by, “tell” I mean “scream bloody misery directly into your face.”