Archive for June 2015

Keep On Smiling is one of my favourite goregrind albums ever. It falls into the dancing/groovy/beer-soaked/happy goregrind camp (that also may or may not empower you to dress as a monkey or a banana) rather than the gore-soaked/nasty/primitive/worryingly-graphic goregrind camp. It’s hard to do a lot of description about groovy goregrind because once you know what it is, you know what you want to expect and you listen and love it (or hate it) and…

Wail Of Sirens play dark, metallic hardcore with an artistic flair, giving this EP a Converge-meets-Discharge vibe, which as you are more than likely aware is not a bad thing at all. It seems Wail Of Sirens are a fairly new band because I can’t find absolutely any information about them online (but then again, I’m an idiot) but that to me is even more of a reason to check these guys out and give…

Abaddon Incarnate are a blasting, vicious-as-fuck death metal influenced grindcore band from Ireland that have been going for almost 25 years. Nadir is their second album from way back in 2001, although it still sounds as fresh and vital as anything, and could have been recorded last month for all I know. I love it when this happens; it surely is no easy feat to create a recording that comes across as almost timeless, whether…

Forgotten Pathways play really retro-sounding ambient / medieval “dungeon music” in the vein of early Mortiis or some shitty video game soundtrack. What makes it more akin to a game soundtrack or something like that is the often-appearing drum machine, something which is absent in a lot of this type of music. It makes actually quite a lot of difference; instead sounding like some cheap classical music, Shrouded In Mystery sounds like a lo-fi journey…

Widely known to have been the album that propelled Mike Skinner’s The Streets project to international recognition, spawning two charting singles (one of which went to number 1 in the UK); the group’s sophomore effort is a concept album based around a few weeks/months in the life of Mike. A day in the life of a geezer, finally recognised as a full blown record. A Grand Don’t Come For Free is one big story, each…

Mega apologies for the shitty low res image in today’s post. Well then, I’ve heard a lot of disgusting goregrind/gorenoise stuff, but I’ve never heard a band or project in this vein do a fucking Rihanna cover before. Lol. Menometrorrhagia stands in the no-mans land between the super-niche genres of goregrind and gorenoise, unwilling to fall firmly into one over the other. I’d say it was more akin to gorenoise but the more intelligible drum…