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Friday, December 26, 2014
I drink your tears in silence
Lyrics:
why would I listen to your
every word, to your every word
when I do understand your silence
what you've been missing so far
could be given by these hands
we could be one through the silence
I see your portal eyes are gates
you've got the one who mitigates
I hold you in silence
reject the shades of the night
get healed now by these hands
I drink your tears in silence
you're wielding impertinent doom
through your every word
but I let them collide with silence
if you do decide
that you'll never speak again
no no never again
we could be one through the silence
I see your portal eyes are gates
you've got the pain that mitigates
I hold you in silence
reject the shades of the night
get healed now by these hands
I drink your tears in silence
no no no no never
darling I won't ever
let you be a bitter soul
baby, I've finished making sense
I wanna hold your face
right between my hands
I see your portal eyes are gates
you've got the one who mitigates
I hold you in silence
reject the shades of the night
get healed now by these hands
I drink your tears in silence
no no no no never
darling I won't ever
let you be a bitter soul
baby, I've finished making sense
I wanna hold your face
right between my hands
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Labels:
psychedelic,
psychedelic doom chillout
Saturday, December 13, 2014
Colorado Psycho
Lyrics:
Nancy, you were in my dreams,
a couple of nights ago,
we finally talked of everything,
that brought us down so low
when I awoke I shed some tears,
and reflected on my life,
my empty arms are aching,
to be holding you, my wife
oh, Nancy where are you now
I heard you moved to Colorado
I'd really love to see you again,
girl, I miss you so
thing is:
you're the cosmis bliss
all I want and miss
this truth is a fist
you don't even exist
I'll never go back to the neighborhood,
and our big pink house up the drive,
and I never tell anyone about those days,
how we made it out alive
this pill is a hard one to swallow
Nancy, I made you up today,
so I can look for you tomorrow
a figment of imagination
Nancy, you've got the love I know
I want to track it down
so I put you to Colorado
a figment of imagition
I know what I'm gonna do
I won't touch you
I won't be even talking to you
I'll be watching you
just watching you
I'll be watching you
I know your every single thought
you'll be having through the night
I know the color of the lipstick
you'll reapply in the car
I know the feeling I'll have
when I guess your movements right
I know we'll have a life of love
for you exist only in my mind
Nancy, my lover is sorrow
I heard you moved to Colorado
oh, Nancy where are you now
I heard you moved to Colorado
I'd really love to see you again,
girl, I miss you so
thing is:
you're the cosmis bliss
all I want and miss
this truth is a fist
you don't even exist
I'll never go back to the neighborhood,
and our big pink house up the drive,
and I never tell anyone about those days,
how we made it out alive
passing time has changed my mind,
a brand new point of view
if I could only track you down,
I'd find a way to change yours too
I know what I'm gonna do
I won't touch you
I won't be even talking to you
I'll be watching you
just watching you
I'll be watching you
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Labels:
psychedelic r&b pop metal
Thursday, November 27, 2014
Her heart belongs to Cthulhu
Lyrics:
ohoo
Cthulhu has my lady
I can assure you that
he keeps her with
unrelenting persistency
I mean he's got his tentacles
wrapped around her face, her face
and not particularly gently, either
oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, au
he keeps her in that place
with a tentacle on her face
and the most frightening
thing of it all
is that I like her at that place
take it away, Matt
baby, baby, baby never come back
baby, baby please don't come back
she said:
"my heart belongs to Cthulhu!"
"he will only give you slavery!"
"white boy! that's more than I would
get from you!"
you're damn right about that
that's more than you would get from me
but what if you were
came back to me anyway?
that would be a bad fucking idea, baby
because I'm a very-very ego driven person
who was able to tolerate you
up to this fucking point in time
then she said:
"feel free to masturbate yourself to death, white boy
I won't be going back to you
no, no, no, nu, nu, nu"
her heart belongs to Cthulhu
oh yeah yeah yeah yeah
you give me a pain
that moves through me like
a pig through a python
oh yes, you do
her heart belongs to Cthulhu
oh yeah
never, never, never come back, babe
never come back to me, yeahdajksfksjadhfaslkdjf
her heart belongs to Cthulhu
oh yeah
you give me a pain
that moves through me like
a pig through a python
oh yes, you do
her heart belongs to Cthulhu
oh yeah
and she will never never never
never, never come back to me
and that's the way I want it to be
yeah
aha, that's right
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Labels:
Cthulhu,
psychedelic occult blues pop
Friday, November 14, 2014
papa
A collaboration with Billy Oneness.
Lyrics :
dope invincible, number one, yeah
my ladylover loves having a shot
gigantus, gigantes
I can't even tell you
I know we are in her mercy now
ja, my tune is:
papa
papa, just smile
see now
just smile
I never really wanna make you sad
no
papa
and that's just I want to be known
ooya
your smile
I never really wanna make you sad
no, papapapa
and that's just what I want to be
naja, naja
I remember the first day
you taking me to schooloo
and you buy me all my bookoo
you said: my son, now remember
the rooloo: go learn your bookoo
will make you never be a fooloo
looh, uh, uh
learn the bookoo, don't be fooloo
lalalala
noja
just smile
I never really wanna make you sad
no, papapapapapa
and that's just what I want to
beya, booya, ooya
ja. in september:
everyday
we went to the beach
then we went to the mall
you bought my boots
and a new football
"see, son?
they are immaculate!
and clean and keen
and clean indeed!"
see now
lalalalala
no
lalalalala
ja, see
just smile
I never really wanna make you sad
no, papa
and that's just what I want to be known
ooya
ooya, seeno, I see now
ja. I am a regular gu-guy now.
jee. I'm a happy Indonesian.
ja. this time I'm no-mot a seed
graver. seed. in a man?
Indonesian. ja.
this time I'm immaterial ee-ja-ho
I'm gonna helping it
me me me
me me me
mihave kashe, papa
nu nemene
cas, papa
forget the past
worrying my family
had the rundada
meehave hoom
disafeemee oon
no
I'll buy your tears, papa
come at me
we'll have a loondapa
you got the loondada
avelundadepapapi
gelunka
I remember the first day
you taking me to schooloo
and you buy me all my bookoo
you said: my son, now remember
the rooloo: go learn your bookoo
will make you never be a fooloo
looh, uh, uh
learn the bookoo, don't be fooloo
lalalala
noja
just smile
I never really wanna make you sad
no, papapapapapa
and that's just what I want to
beya, booya, ooya
ja. in september:
everyday
we went to the beach
then we went to the mall
you bought my boots
and a new football
"see, son?
they are immaculate!
and clean and keen
and clean indeed!"
see now
lalalalala
no
lalalalala
ja, see
just smile
I never really wanna make you sad
no, papa
and that's just what I want to be known
ooya
ooya, seeno, I see now
my lady never allowed me
having a shot
secret, is in me
bye
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Labels:
experimental,
Music,
psychedelic reggae
Tuesday, November 11, 2014
Submit to the Woman
Lyrics :
leave no control
trap me with power
show some energy
bitch please
bring no control
well if you want
if you like
I won't even
put up a fight
well
if you want
if you like
I will let you
turn me outside
she no longer cares for stopping
she's gonna beat me into something
but really I don't even give a fucking ...
because I'm really fed up with
the searching
I'm gonna submit to the woman
submit to the woman
leave no control
trap me with power
show some energy
well if you want
if you like
I won't even
put up a fight
well if you want
if you like
I will let you
turn me outside
bitch please
bring no control
might this submissive tendency
be indicative of a
false conception of love
I wonder
I've got to
be there when
you turn to
less civilized
you'll never
be the one
I'll turn to
and criticize
she no longer cares for stopping
she's gonna beat me into something
but really I don't even give a fucking ...
because I'm really fed up with
the searching
I'm gonna submit to the woman
bitch please
bring no control
women are the best
it takes a man
to recognize that
you're so safely beautiful
beua-beau-beua-beautiful
I want you
I won't even put up a fight
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Labels:
experimental,
gyz,
metal,
submission,
submit,
woman
Monday, October 27, 2014
Motherfucker
Lyrics :
there's a time to
pulling hell to a clinch
oh baby, they won't move over
pick me up once again
give just one more life to repent
devour this me
on frontal lobotomy
devour this me-thing
demand all
or anything
with no conscience on the run
please don't take it the wrong way
if I kill everyone
what the fuck is wrong with my life?
could it be that it amends my demise?
even if it's so that death may die
tried the exit and came back all the time
this blood on the floor
no need to react this time
it's mine
come on and pick me up
I want an empty space to put you in it
pour me out
I want a severed hand to slap you with it
come on and pick me up
I want infinite time to make you feel it
come on and pour me out
I want this play and I want this part in it
motherfucker
pick me up once again
give just one more life to repent
what the fuck is wrong with my life?
could it be that it amends my demise?
even if it's so that death may die
tried the exit and came back all the time
this blood on the floor
no need to react this time
it's mine
come on and pick me up
I want an empty space to put you in it
pour me out
I want a severed hand to slap you with it
come on and pick me up
I want infinite time to make you feel it
come on and pour me out
I want this play and I want this part in it
motherfucker
pick me up once again
give just one more life to repent
there's a time to
pulling hell to a clinch
oh baby, they won't move over
devour this me-thing
demand all
or anything
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Labels:
experimental,
gyz,
metal,
motherfucker
Thursday, September 25, 2014
ZZ Top - Tush cover
A cover of the ZZ Top cl - ASS - ic : "Tush", now with pseudo-sexist imagery.
Lyrics :
I've been up
I've been down
take my word
my way around
I ain't askin' for much
I said, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for some tush
I've been bad
I've been good
Dallas, Texas, Hollywood
I ain't askin' for much
I said, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for some tush
take me back way back home
not by myself, not alone
I ain't askin' for much
I said, Lord, take me downtown
I'm just lookin' for some tush
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Rating : 9.2 / 10
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Friday, August 15, 2014
Love Monopoly - God Game
Lyrics :
seriously
why do you still play the god game?
love already has a name
seriously
I really don't understand your scene
love remains your medicine
so I will fuck you up if you pray
for yourself, anyway
you're falling under false pretense
love monopoly
that's what I want to see
let's care about making it dense
life is happenstance
what's your favorite excuse
when given every chance?
love is in your hands
this is how you succeed
or fuck it up again
make me understand
what is there that makes you
fail to understand
peace is not an option
peace is the option
let's care about making it dense
I love you
you what?
I love you
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Labels:
experimental,
god game,
gyz,
love monopoly,
metal,
Music
Tuesday, July 15, 2014
Supreme General - The Supremacy EP review
Year : 2011
Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with a quotation snippet taken from the biography section of the official site.
"The Supreme General describes his work as “aggressively intelligent hood music.” What distinguishes him from other contemporary rap artists is his intensity, virility and uncompromising bravado. “I’m a never give yourself an excuse to lose kind of guy,” he proclaims, “I represent the anti-sensitive.” His ultimate goal is for The Supreme General to be synonymous with the rap genre, much like Mohammed Ali is synonymous with boxing. Closer to home, he hopes to shatter stereotypes and to serve as living proof that “black men from the ‘hood are strong and intelligent.”
Read on to know more about the music.
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Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with a quotation snippet taken from the biography section of the official site.
"The Supreme General describes his work as “aggressively intelligent hood music.” What distinguishes him from other contemporary rap artists is his intensity, virility and uncompromising bravado. “I’m a never give yourself an excuse to lose kind of guy,” he proclaims, “I represent the anti-sensitive.” His ultimate goal is for The Supreme General to be synonymous with the rap genre, much like Mohammed Ali is synonymous with boxing. Closer to home, he hopes to shatter stereotypes and to serve as living proof that “black men from the ‘hood are strong and intelligent.”
Read on to know more about the music.
Read more!
Labels:
2011,
hip hop,
review,
Supreme General,
The Supremacy EP,
United States
Wednesday, July 9, 2014
Thomas Brunkard - The Never Ending Album review
Year : 2014
Genre : classical, spaghetti, noir, cinematic, blues, experimental
Label : Independent
Origin : Ireland
Where to check it out : > - here - <
This review starts out with an informational snippet describing the shared dynamics of thought and creative ambition behind the reviewed project.
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Genre : classical, spaghetti, noir, cinematic, blues, experimental
Label : Independent
Origin : Ireland
Where to check it out : > - here - <
This review starts out with an informational snippet describing the shared dynamics of thought and creative ambition behind the reviewed project.
The Never Ending Album is a
Soundcloud stream that will be continually expanded for as long I can
make music. It's a dynamic album - traditional albums are now largely
made redundant by the internet. This aims to marry the curatorship of a
traditional album with the internet audience’s need for continual
content.
These are my favourite tracks from my own works that I'll keep adding to as I deem something worthy.
If you enjoy the work here and would like to help me make more you can purchase my music from a range of online retailers as listed on my website:
brunkard.com/where-to-buy-a-never-ending-album/
You're support be it by liking, commenting or buying is heartfelt and appreciated.
Read on to know more about the tracks that so far are the components of the project.
These are my favourite tracks from my own works that I'll keep adding to as I deem something worthy.
If you enjoy the work here and would like to help me make more you can purchase my music from a range of online retailers as listed on my website:
brunkard.com/where-to-buy-a-never-ending-album/
You're support be it by liking, commenting or buying is heartfelt and appreciated.
Read on to know more about the tracks that so far are the components of the project.
Labels:
2014,
cinematic,
classical,
experimental,
Ireland,
noir,
review,
spaghetti,
Thomas Brunkard
Sunday, July 6, 2014
Charming Timur - A Brief Moment of Existence review
Year : 2014
Genre : Experimental, Metal
Label : Independent
Origin : Finland
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with a brief, introductory quotation snippet taken from the official BandCamp site of the reviewed contribution.
"Charming Timur is a one man musical planecrash not limiting to any genres in particular, but mostly revolving around Modern Metal, Nu Metal and various genres with the word "Post-" in front. Located in Helsinki."
The name of the game indeed is massively guitar centered silence massacre, coming to you focused and fine tuned along the rather brave-, nevertheless rigorously controlled variety. While the given musical space is molested with scientific grit, the production values reflect a constant awareness of how to prevent bleedthrough between the sonic elements, so each and every component is displayed in their respective anatomy in fully exhibited fashion.
Charming Timur is correct in saying how his personal taste of metal encompasses multiple fascinating extremities of it, since, interestingly enough, metal - as a main genre - itself incorporates a myriad variants of musical rhetorics and modal characteristics. As such, while the album starts out with a gritty/hefty mid-tempo opening that surely gets you in the mood to get through a door without ever touching a door knob, the second track is an immediate-, both risky and ballsy tour of trepidation into such a relentless brand of heavily sludge infected black metal that brings to mind immediate and rather pleasant Lord Mantis connotations. As you subject yourself to the full value experience, Charming Timur's definite and eloquently channeled black metal fascination is rendered rampant/evident in front of your curious ears and pineal gland. Read more to know about this album.
Read more!
Genre : Experimental, Metal
Label : Independent
Origin : Finland
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with a brief, introductory quotation snippet taken from the official BandCamp site of the reviewed contribution.
"Charming Timur is a one man musical planecrash not limiting to any genres in particular, but mostly revolving around Modern Metal, Nu Metal and various genres with the word "Post-" in front. Located in Helsinki."
The name of the game indeed is massively guitar centered silence massacre, coming to you focused and fine tuned along the rather brave-, nevertheless rigorously controlled variety. While the given musical space is molested with scientific grit, the production values reflect a constant awareness of how to prevent bleedthrough between the sonic elements, so each and every component is displayed in their respective anatomy in fully exhibited fashion.
Charming Timur is correct in saying how his personal taste of metal encompasses multiple fascinating extremities of it, since, interestingly enough, metal - as a main genre - itself incorporates a myriad variants of musical rhetorics and modal characteristics. As such, while the album starts out with a gritty/hefty mid-tempo opening that surely gets you in the mood to get through a door without ever touching a door knob, the second track is an immediate-, both risky and ballsy tour of trepidation into such a relentless brand of heavily sludge infected black metal that brings to mind immediate and rather pleasant Lord Mantis connotations. As you subject yourself to the full value experience, Charming Timur's definite and eloquently channeled black metal fascination is rendered rampant/evident in front of your curious ears and pineal gland. Read more to know about this album.
Read more!
Labels:
2014,
black metal,
experimental,
metal,
review,
sludge
Wednesday, June 4, 2014
a listening session on the works of Lars Rüetschi
Swiss guitar wizard Lars Rüetschi long has realized one of the more significant indications of how a person holds a mature inner view of music - as this vision becomes more intact and tasteful, the more significant and communicative each note becomes to that person, and the evolving player - for the socioculturally challenged : playa - tends to use less and less of them in a musical statement, still of course being driven by the constant attempt to explore the optimum meaning of each sound.
Note: this is not to say that Michael Angelo Batio would perform illegal operations via minigunning 222 notes per second your way, - as a warmup exercise - it's just that one simple motive of those MAB statements necessarily demands this furious pace and precision, as Michael Angelo Batio's music incorporates the unconcealed desire to leave you speechless via its scientifically streamlined nuclear energy - and this, of course, is a perfectly valid agenda.
The highly productive Lars Rüetschi sounds to be evolving through a creative period in which he takes his time exploring the significance of notes both as legs on a table that hold up harmonies, and, as elements of soloistic passages that remain content with their anatomies as long as their silhouettes manage to conform to their harmonic environments, as opposed of mocking them around - taking risks - and look either bad or genius in the process. Risks are not taken, and, as such, no risks are present of offending the "seasoned" lazy listener. This is as beneficial a trait of this creative period as is a hindrance of it, but this hindrance equally is necessary, - for an album or two - as this will become the very burden to be discarded - provided that Rüetschi will want to exhibit a readiness to dismiss the shackles of politely behaved harmonies.
The music itself is lush, reverberating, wet, and, most importantly: safe. Safe with almost all activities you can think of. The best current aspect of Rüetschi's music that I'm picking up on, is a relentless and insatiable urge to approach the form/the idea/the ethos of harmony from numerous different ways, yet the dominant solo language, as noted, is more indicative of an intent to extend the anatomies of the underlying chords. You could say, "But hey, isn't this what soloing is about?" In an optimal world, soloing is about making everyone FORGET that this is what soloing - secretly, but not silently - is about. Like this guy does : Another Challenger.
Lars Rüetschi seems to share some or all levels of this very notion I just offered, and to my ears, it sounds like that the component he needs to obtain to reach the next level of personal musical evolution, is a tad more intent to move out of his current comfort zones, as I suspect there he could find and showcase patterns of unprecedented eloquence. A talented artist with an extremely keen sense of harmony. Check out Lars Rüetschi on Amazon here.
GyZ at Bandcamp.
If you want, check out my music
and / or
Buy me beer. Read more!
Note: this is not to say that Michael Angelo Batio would perform illegal operations via minigunning 222 notes per second your way, - as a warmup exercise - it's just that one simple motive of those MAB statements necessarily demands this furious pace and precision, as Michael Angelo Batio's music incorporates the unconcealed desire to leave you speechless via its scientifically streamlined nuclear energy - and this, of course, is a perfectly valid agenda.
The highly productive Lars Rüetschi sounds to be evolving through a creative period in which he takes his time exploring the significance of notes both as legs on a table that hold up harmonies, and, as elements of soloistic passages that remain content with their anatomies as long as their silhouettes manage to conform to their harmonic environments, as opposed of mocking them around - taking risks - and look either bad or genius in the process. Risks are not taken, and, as such, no risks are present of offending the "seasoned" lazy listener. This is as beneficial a trait of this creative period as is a hindrance of it, but this hindrance equally is necessary, - for an album or two - as this will become the very burden to be discarded - provided that Rüetschi will want to exhibit a readiness to dismiss the shackles of politely behaved harmonies.
The music itself is lush, reverberating, wet, and, most importantly: safe. Safe with almost all activities you can think of. The best current aspect of Rüetschi's music that I'm picking up on, is a relentless and insatiable urge to approach the form/the idea/the ethos of harmony from numerous different ways, yet the dominant solo language, as noted, is more indicative of an intent to extend the anatomies of the underlying chords. You could say, "But hey, isn't this what soloing is about?" In an optimal world, soloing is about making everyone FORGET that this is what soloing - secretly, but not silently - is about. Like this guy does : Another Challenger.
Lars Rüetschi seems to share some or all levels of this very notion I just offered, and to my ears, it sounds like that the component he needs to obtain to reach the next level of personal musical evolution, is a tad more intent to move out of his current comfort zones, as I suspect there he could find and showcase patterns of unprecedented eloquence. A talented artist with an extremely keen sense of harmony. Check out Lars Rüetschi on Amazon here.
GyZ at Bandcamp.
If you want, check out my music
and / or
Buy me beer. Read more!
Labels:
guitar,
Lars Rüetschi,
review
Thursday, May 29, 2014
Leave Dave Mustaine alone!
Labels:
Dave Mustaine,
Megadeth,
metal,
Music,
Supercollider
Thursday, May 8, 2014
In The Whale - Self Titled EP review
Year : 2014
Genre : Glam Rock with a Sludge affection
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - < and > - here - <
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation of the band biography snippet that has came with this review order.
In the Whale is a high energy, two piece rock band hailing from Denver, CO. Members Nate Valdez (vocals and guitar) and Eric Riley (drums and backing vocals) have been making no nonsense, balls-to-the-wall rock songs since they formed the band in 2011.
Since then, the two have stayed busy exploring the seedier sides of Denver that ¬inspires their music. In 2012 they released their first EP, ‘Cake’, and followed it up with the EP, ‘Eric’, in late fall 2013. In between releases the band has been featured in national commercials for Victory Motorcycles and have played with a stupid number of artists you'd happily phone home about. In addition to sharing stages with bands like Murder by Death,¬ Local H, Reverend Horton Heat and Electric Six, the band has hit the road and played alongside The Airborne Toxic Event, Agent Orange, Bob Log III, The Pack A.D. and Slash.
Read on to know more about the disc.
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Genre : Glam Rock with a Sludge affection
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - < and > - here - <
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation of the band biography snippet that has came with this review order.
In the Whale is a high energy, two piece rock band hailing from Denver, CO. Members Nate Valdez (vocals and guitar) and Eric Riley (drums and backing vocals) have been making no nonsense, balls-to-the-wall rock songs since they formed the band in 2011.
Since then, the two have stayed busy exploring the seedier sides of Denver that ¬inspires their music. In 2012 they released their first EP, ‘Cake’, and followed it up with the EP, ‘Eric’, in late fall 2013. In between releases the band has been featured in national commercials for Victory Motorcycles and have played with a stupid number of artists you'd happily phone home about. In addition to sharing stages with bands like Murder by Death,¬ Local H, Reverend Horton Heat and Electric Six, the band has hit the road and played alongside The Airborne Toxic Event, Agent Orange, Bob Log III, The Pack A.D. and Slash.
Read on to know more about the disc.
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In The Whale,
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Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Days
Lyrics :
you better start moving again
start looking for those better days
starting phase two right now
start chiseling the pain away
you've seen some better days
moving again
start looking for those better days
let me tell you right now
you've seen some better days
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Sunday, April 27, 2014
The Steermen - High Tech Low Lifes review
Year : 2014
Genre : Soft Rock, Shoegaze
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Official site : - > here - <
Chicago's Steermen bring you the ever-so-pertinent timelessness of a - logically - urbanistic sunset gloom, witnessed and addressed through inventively/creatively tormented sounds that are apt at revealing the almost obligatorily relentless morosity felt by a sentience who would desire true and relevant intimacy, but a city gets in a way, concealing the very next sentience feeling the same way, maybe, from 3 meters away from you - the presence is unbeknownst to your physical body, yet paradoxically you feel it 24/7, as you too, are it. Such is the design AND the ethos of the City and the album, - it does not have to be Chicago, either, though Chicago, I'd imagine, is the picture perfect candidate to crush your soul with a casual sunset in case you are in the receptive enough mood - as the LP reflects the urban isolation that secretly is felt by everyone at some time in their - haha - lifes. Read on to know more about the music.
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Genre : Soft Rock, Shoegaze
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Official site : - > here - <
Chicago's Steermen bring you the ever-so-pertinent timelessness of a - logically - urbanistic sunset gloom, witnessed and addressed through inventively/creatively tormented sounds that are apt at revealing the almost obligatorily relentless morosity felt by a sentience who would desire true and relevant intimacy, but a city gets in a way, concealing the very next sentience feeling the same way, maybe, from 3 meters away from you - the presence is unbeknownst to your physical body, yet paradoxically you feel it 24/7, as you too, are it. Such is the design AND the ethos of the City and the album, - it does not have to be Chicago, either, though Chicago, I'd imagine, is the picture perfect candidate to crush your soul with a casual sunset in case you are in the receptive enough mood - as the LP reflects the urban isolation that secretly is felt by everyone at some time in their - haha - lifes. Read on to know more about the music.
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Friday, April 25, 2014
Perennial
Lyrics :
I stick one more soul
into all love untold
in the mind she reigns
ironically she stays
so come tears
wash it all away
wash her all the way
make her perennial
on wings non-material
all the way
fly her all the way
until she's perennial
she's perennial
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Saturday, April 19, 2014
Mason Way & Blacky Kev - R.P.M. The Mixtape review
Year : 2014
Genre : Hip Hop
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
Relentlessly productive Mason Way and his prime collaborator Blacky Kev hardly bid farewell to two consecutive months without delivering a fresh mixtape in the process, as you surely must have noticed in case you frequent the hip hop segment of these pages. The duo is notorious of exhibiting an insatiable interest in all social dynamics that are relatable in some or all ways to the due courting of women: while this particular trademark theme-selection is still a fervent/virulent component on this freshest to date mixtape, a definite shift towards a more rigorously paced rapping similarly is observable. This fresh development reveals 12 entries delivered along a healthy EP length of 32 minutes. In the context of the mere backdrops, these contributions exhibit less movement and experimentive tendencies then you'd normally expect to hear from the duo and their current featurettes, yet a more orthodox display of laid back flow and word pacing showcases a surprising level of command the ensemble enjoys when it comes to standard 4/4 pulsations. Once the creative juices - pun might be very well intended - start flowing, it is hard to stop, and why would you. The exemplary productivity of the duo is something you want to keep an eye on - just make sure you'll have something to wipe the slime off with afterwards.
Check out "teh" new mixtape here.
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Genre : Hip Hop
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
Relentlessly productive Mason Way and his prime collaborator Blacky Kev hardly bid farewell to two consecutive months without delivering a fresh mixtape in the process, as you surely must have noticed in case you frequent the hip hop segment of these pages. The duo is notorious of exhibiting an insatiable interest in all social dynamics that are relatable in some or all ways to the due courting of women: while this particular trademark theme-selection is still a fervent/virulent component on this freshest to date mixtape, a definite shift towards a more rigorously paced rapping similarly is observable. This fresh development reveals 12 entries delivered along a healthy EP length of 32 minutes. In the context of the mere backdrops, these contributions exhibit less movement and experimentive tendencies then you'd normally expect to hear from the duo and their current featurettes, yet a more orthodox display of laid back flow and word pacing showcases a surprising level of command the ensemble enjoys when it comes to standard 4/4 pulsations. Once the creative juices - pun might be very well intended - start flowing, it is hard to stop, and why would you. The exemplary productivity of the duo is something you want to keep an eye on - just make sure you'll have something to wipe the slime off with afterwards.
Check out "teh" new mixtape here.
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blacky kev,
hip hop,
mason way,
mixtape,
United States
Five Townz - Mama Told Me Not To Come track review
The track "Mama Told Me Not To Come" summons a tasteful narrative coalition of Timothy Leary-era soft rock psychedelia and golden era Beatles, although I can image that there are sentient beings AND Beatles aficionados fervent enough to question the implication that the Beatles had anything else than a prolonged golden era. Not too hard to have JUST that when you and Ringo are on so much LSD that you need to maneuver him off the ceiling using butterfly catchers. Five Townz's music is re-invigorated retroid viscera, realized with particularly efficient vocal performances and highly tolerable glam rock affectations. They never go "Elton, you are embarrASSing yourself", while the lead singer is capable to belt out so convincing and powerful - well - melodic jells that enjoy instant approval from mid range master shouters like "teh" Butch Balich or the Peter Steele. '70s playful psychedelic viscera, realized with recent production standards. An immediate recommendation for your listening pleasure. Check out the band at their official Facebook here.
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Five Townz,
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Saturday, April 12, 2014
YUCA - Maybe we'll riot (Official video)
Talented YUCA releases music video. If interested, you can read a review of their full length here.
This is the Official Music Video for YUCA's newest single "Maybe we'll riot" taken from their latest album "Rebuilding the fallen empire".
Rebuilding the fallen empire available to buy here: https://itunes.apple.com/ca/album/reb...
Or on bandcamp here: http://yuca.bandcamp.com/album/rebuil...
Band website: http://www.yuca.ca/
Copyright YUCA 2014
Rising Empire Records
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Thursday, April 3, 2014
a lot to suffer - my soul pornstar
Lyrics :
I am the cornerstone
of your integrity
while you
sleeping away
your spirituality
I only wanted to love
discard the contradiction
I always wanted to see
what's inside your affection
I always wanted to feel you
oh yes, oh yes
I always called your name
but you were sleeping every day
never knew your game
never seen how
loving you was real
so do sleep 1000 years more
my love
you will have a lot to suffer
if you will ever wake
if you choose to sleep
I'll be after you
find my way there
but you will, baby -
have a lot to suffer
I am the cornerstone
of your integrity
while you
sleeping away
your spirituality
so do sleep 1000 years more
my love
you will have a lot to suffer
I only wanted to love
discard the contradiction
I always wanted to see
what's inside your affection
I always wanted to feel you
oh yes, oh yes
I always called your name
but you were sleeping every day
never knew your game
never seen how
loving you was real
so do sleep 1000 years more
my love
you will have a lot to suffer
you are my soul pornstar
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USRE - This Is Texas EDM review
Year : 2014
Genre : Progressive House
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation chunk taken from a related promotional snippet.
USRE has set out to change the face of EDM with a Texas flair, celebrating his roots in the UNT Jazz Program. His big house melodic style embraces popular and hip hop music of the last decade, with a nod to the forerunners of the genre: Afrojack, Hardwell, Dyro, and Zedd. Bearing the famed Fort Worth "Molly" Longhorn resemblance in his logo, USRE has already found national and international air play with a few of his themed mixes for the summer, including "Special Reserve," "100% Agave," "Dark Horse," "Churchtastic," and "Smashed Summer."
Read on to know more about the music.
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Genre : Progressive House
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation chunk taken from a related promotional snippet.
USRE has set out to change the face of EDM with a Texas flair, celebrating his roots in the UNT Jazz Program. His big house melodic style embraces popular and hip hop music of the last decade, with a nod to the forerunners of the genre: Afrojack, Hardwell, Dyro, and Zedd. Bearing the famed Fort Worth "Molly" Longhorn resemblance in his logo, USRE has already found national and international air play with a few of his themed mixes for the summer, including "Special Reserve," "100% Agave," "Dark Horse," "Churchtastic," and "Smashed Summer."
Read on to know more about the music.
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progressive house,
review,
United States,
USRE
Monday, March 24, 2014
Carry Illinois - Self-Titled EP review
Year : 2014
Genre : Southern Rock with a Doom Drone/Shoegaze fascination
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
Though Texas-based Carry Illinois doubtless is Southern to the core, the ensemble is capable to instill more varied and intriguing colors into their compositions as "mere" southern rock conventions would require. The EP has an almost Funeral Doom - as in the extreme genre - feel to it, courtesy of the relentless and clever utilization of well handled analog instruments like tormented violin-sections and benjos. The Woods of Ypres meter demands at least a showoff! The singer almost always sings through a distortion device that conveys the effect as if he'd already been trapped in the static beyond the picture tube, - as Philip Anselmo would call it - and there is no chance to reconnect. There is no chance to connect to anything, because you are trapped in open space(s), and the only way out is through, so you might as well just pop this release in and submit to the outer space, and in it, into your so miserably lonely and - consequently - ego-driven inner space, indeed. Careful, this is just a game! Don't be SO serious, you might hurt yourself! Read on to know more about the disc.
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Genre : Southern Rock with a Doom Drone/Shoegaze fascination
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
Though Texas-based Carry Illinois doubtless is Southern to the core, the ensemble is capable to instill more varied and intriguing colors into their compositions as "mere" southern rock conventions would require. The EP has an almost Funeral Doom - as in the extreme genre - feel to it, courtesy of the relentless and clever utilization of well handled analog instruments like tormented violin-sections and benjos. The Woods of Ypres meter demands at least a showoff! The singer almost always sings through a distortion device that conveys the effect as if he'd already been trapped in the static beyond the picture tube, - as Philip Anselmo would call it - and there is no chance to reconnect. There is no chance to connect to anything, because you are trapped in open space(s), and the only way out is through, so you might as well just pop this release in and submit to the outer space, and in it, into your so miserably lonely and - consequently - ego-driven inner space, indeed. Careful, this is just a game! Don't be SO serious, you might hurt yourself! Read on to know more about the disc.
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Juliane Jones - The Space Between The Telephone Lines review
Year : 2014
Genre : Folk
Origin : United States
Official site : > here - <
For extensive background information on Juliane Jones' identity and musical/artistic/linguistic background, please consult her site and read her biography. This text, on the other hand, will be a review of her latest work to date, "The Space Between The Telephone Lines".
The language used in the disc is a flamboyant mixture composed of constant interchange between English and Chinese Mandarin, while the stylistic/rhetoric/narrative demeanor and songwriting is hyperoptimally-ultra-naive and ultra-tender, primarily targeted for an awareness that I feel is yet-to-be-immersed into the ordeals and intriguing challenges of the casual physical realities - in other words, it sounds like kid's music to me, and I of course have zero problem with this. Read on to know why.
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Genre : Folk
Origin : United States
Official site : > here - <
For extensive background information on Juliane Jones' identity and musical/artistic/linguistic background, please consult her site and read her biography. This text, on the other hand, will be a review of her latest work to date, "The Space Between The Telephone Lines".
The language used in the disc is a flamboyant mixture composed of constant interchange between English and Chinese Mandarin, while the stylistic/rhetoric/narrative demeanor and songwriting is hyperoptimally-ultra-naive and ultra-tender, primarily targeted for an awareness that I feel is yet-to-be-immersed into the ordeals and intriguing challenges of the casual physical realities - in other words, it sounds like kid's music to me, and I of course have zero problem with this. Read on to know why.
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United States
Thursday, March 20, 2014
Csókkirály cover
Csókkirály cover
Lyrics : - HUN lingo -
All rights belong to Miklós Fenyő
csókkirálynak hívják a háta mögött,
az új fiút aki a telepre költözött.
ha bekapcsolja magnóját,
a rock'n'roll száll az utcán át,
odavonzza a lányok táborát.
a moziból hazafelé, este láttuk őt,
ölelkezve állt egy kapu előtt.
róla bárki megmondja,
tizenöt perc a rekordja,
nem találsz ma nála nagyobb menőt.
ő a csókkirály,(király, király) ő a csókkirály. (csókkirály)
ő a csókkirály,(király, király) ő a csókkirály. (csókkirály)
ha feltűnik az ismerősök között,
a lányok összesúgnak a háta mögött. (csókkirály)
ha feltűnik az ismerősök között,
a lányok összesúgnak a háta mögött.
ő a csókkirály ( rály, király) a csókkirály
a sarki bárba este ha betér,
a lányok lesben állnak kegyeiért.
de ő csak lazán besétál,
a Wurlitzerbe pénzt dobál,
s az új ritmusra egy őrült rockot jár.
karjaiban kiválasztott lány,
egy oltári jó gyöngysor a nyakán.
a lépcsőházi kanyarban,
csókolózni elbújtak,
s a szomszédok, irigyen bámultak.
ő a csókkirály,(király, király) ő a csókkirály. (csókkirály)
ő a csókkirály,(király, király) ő a csókkirály. (csókkirály)
ha feltűnik az ismerősök között,
a lányok összesúgnak a háta mögött. (csókkirály)
ha feltűnik az ismerősök között,
a lányok összesúgnak a háta mögött.
(király, király, csókkirály)
ő a szédítő,(király, király, csókkirály) ő a hódító,(király, király, csókkirály)
ő a mámorító,(király, király, csókkirály) ő a csábító,(király, király, csókkirály)
úgy szeretnék én lenni a csókkirály
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Friday, March 14, 2014
Adam Gilbert - A Generation of Forgotten Kings review
Year : 2014
Genre : Glam Rock
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
With his latest to date LP "A Generation of Forgotten Kings", Adam Gilbert has constructed and soulfully realized a larger than life glam rock effort that remains faithful to the consensus meta-image of the genre as it was/is/will be portrayed by such pivotal notabilities of the style as prime Elton John, or prime Meat Loaf. The position of the music critic is equally pleasant and relatively uncomfortable in the present context, as this here immense bulk - 58 minutes - of exigent glam stimuli is doing everything in a manner as to politely and skillfully court the ethos of traditional glam narratives, - be prepared to be moved tremendously OR not at all - and the spin surely utilizes an ambitious and rich sound selection to pull this feat out with. The flow is relentless and more serious than death. Which is the proper way to play glam, and that is the frightening/laughable part. If you are into glam rock, then this exactly is what you want to hear, so the disc is a stable and solid effort. Read on to know more about it.
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Genre : Glam Rock
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
With his latest to date LP "A Generation of Forgotten Kings", Adam Gilbert has constructed and soulfully realized a larger than life glam rock effort that remains faithful to the consensus meta-image of the genre as it was/is/will be portrayed by such pivotal notabilities of the style as prime Elton John, or prime Meat Loaf. The position of the music critic is equally pleasant and relatively uncomfortable in the present context, as this here immense bulk - 58 minutes - of exigent glam stimuli is doing everything in a manner as to politely and skillfully court the ethos of traditional glam narratives, - be prepared to be moved tremendously OR not at all - and the spin surely utilizes an ambitious and rich sound selection to pull this feat out with. The flow is relentless and more serious than death. Which is the proper way to play glam, and that is the frightening/laughable part. If you are into glam rock, then this exactly is what you want to hear, so the disc is a stable and solid effort. Read on to know more about it.
Read more!
Thursday, March 13, 2014
True Nature - You Shouldn't Have To Shout So Loud EP review
Year : 2009
Genre : Post Grunge with a fine tint of Stoner Rock and Dramatic Gloom
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
True Nature is a Brooklyn based multi-rock ensemble with a keen and admitted fascination showcased towards both the grunge ethos of the early '90s and towards black belt level bubble gum rock practitioners like present day Foo Fighters. But all this is on paper - in reality, True Nature has more stoner gloom into it then Foo Fighter ever wanted - because Foo Fighteres never wanted it anyway. The True Nature members definitely pack a six pack of stoner rock, which reigns as one of the most significant hallmarks that valiantly and efficiently distinguishes this band from the 23423432423423432 other groups that to this day harvest their covert excitement from the constant vicinity of unaltered moss-grunge.
What I hear on the disc, is a pleasantly and competently layered experience. On the surface, I find polite, safe, riskless melodic silence molestation along the exact registers I'd expect to be courted when checking out a band with a skillfully telegraphed set of classic era inspirators. The good thing about throwing out a term like "classic era" is, that everyone can feel good about their pathetic tastes. All this though does not mean that the radio friendly songs would lack dignity and heft.
Yet, at the second layer of the complexly presented narrative behaviors contained on this EP, the developments are even more inviting, and not only for your mom and her favorite sex dwarf, but for the enthusiastic snob and for the miserable music critic. Take heed and bear witness to this much more dark and so elegantly menacing layer that also is observable beside the everyday average radio rock fuckaroundery!
With concluding track, "Father", the band ventures to the direct verges of soul crushing saloon sludge metal, - yeah, I think they have just invited a genre, and I'm crediting it for them [or them for it, you feel me]- only to take the promise of imminent void-extermination into Aerosmithesque bonfire-glam, and they manage to assuage the heated iron without you feeling yourself cheated in the process. The reason for this is the following: the chorus is not exactly the outright drunk-lovemaking glam-nonsense you had your 234234th nervous breakdown on MTV to, it has a superb Stone Sour tint to it. He has high talent levels for both. Read on to know more about "teh" disc.
Read more!
Genre : Post Grunge with a fine tint of Stoner Rock and Dramatic Gloom
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
True Nature is a Brooklyn based multi-rock ensemble with a keen and admitted fascination showcased towards both the grunge ethos of the early '90s and towards black belt level bubble gum rock practitioners like present day Foo Fighters. But all this is on paper - in reality, True Nature has more stoner gloom into it then Foo Fighter ever wanted - because Foo Fighteres never wanted it anyway. The True Nature members definitely pack a six pack of stoner rock, which reigns as one of the most significant hallmarks that valiantly and efficiently distinguishes this band from the 23423432423423432 other groups that to this day harvest their covert excitement from the constant vicinity of unaltered moss-grunge.
What I hear on the disc, is a pleasantly and competently layered experience. On the surface, I find polite, safe, riskless melodic silence molestation along the exact registers I'd expect to be courted when checking out a band with a skillfully telegraphed set of classic era inspirators. The good thing about throwing out a term like "classic era" is, that everyone can feel good about their pathetic tastes. All this though does not mean that the radio friendly songs would lack dignity and heft.
Yet, at the second layer of the complexly presented narrative behaviors contained on this EP, the developments are even more inviting, and not only for your mom and her favorite sex dwarf, but for the enthusiastic snob and for the miserable music critic. Take heed and bear witness to this much more dark and so elegantly menacing layer that also is observable beside the everyday average radio rock fuckaroundery!
With concluding track, "Father", the band ventures to the direct verges of soul crushing saloon sludge metal, - yeah, I think they have just invited a genre, and I'm crediting it for them [or them for it, you feel me]- only to take the promise of imminent void-extermination into Aerosmithesque bonfire-glam, and they manage to assuage the heated iron without you feeling yourself cheated in the process. The reason for this is the following: the chorus is not exactly the outright drunk-lovemaking glam-nonsense you had your 234234th nervous breakdown on MTV to, it has a superb Stone Sour tint to it. He has high talent levels for both. Read on to know more about "teh" disc.
Read more!
Labels:
2009,
grunge rock,
review,
stoner rock,
United States
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
diNMachine - Reason to Dance review
Year : 2014
Genre : Instrumental/Experimental Melodic Mindfuckery
Origin : United States
Official Site : > - here - <
Veteran silence assassin Michael Schumacher is the prime mastermind behind the relentless sonic machinations of the diNMachine project. The disc is doing a superb job at revealing the golden traditions of ancient era experimental synth pop directives in the sense that the musical fabric you are about to be subjected to, is absolutely crowded with scientifically researched and competently presented sounds. If you have seen the "Some Kind of Monster" documentary, then you had the chance to witness The Bob Rock resonate a primordial truth: sometimes it just takes a whooooooooooooooooooole lot of work to make an album, and Schumacher and his peers are definitely coming from the exact same productional ethos. The soundscape is meticulously detailed throughout, with an epic third installment that weighs in with 17 minutes of OH!, so luscious audio-infinity. Luckily, music only is happening in the "right here", in the "right now", as it essentially is being recreated upon each playing session, and the best synth pop/experimental albums are those that immediately demand 2342342 sit-throughs to form a competent opinion. Read on to know more about this.
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Genre : Instrumental/Experimental Melodic Mindfuckery
Origin : United States
Official Site : > - here - <
Veteran silence assassin Michael Schumacher is the prime mastermind behind the relentless sonic machinations of the diNMachine project. The disc is doing a superb job at revealing the golden traditions of ancient era experimental synth pop directives in the sense that the musical fabric you are about to be subjected to, is absolutely crowded with scientifically researched and competently presented sounds. If you have seen the "Some Kind of Monster" documentary, then you had the chance to witness The Bob Rock resonate a primordial truth: sometimes it just takes a whooooooooooooooooooole lot of work to make an album, and Schumacher and his peers are definitely coming from the exact same productional ethos. The soundscape is meticulously detailed throughout, with an epic third installment that weighs in with 17 minutes of OH!, so luscious audio-infinity. Luckily, music only is happening in the "right here", in the "right now", as it essentially is being recreated upon each playing session, and the best synth pop/experimental albums are those that immediately demand 2342342 sit-throughs to form a competent opinion. Read on to know more about this.
Read more!
Labels:
2014,
experimental,
instrumental,
review,
United States
HoneyTrash - Suit & Tie review
Year : 2014
Genre : Indie Rock with a strong fascination of Doom and Sludge
Label : Independent
Origin: United States
Official site : > - here - <
HoneyTrash works best-, even bestest when its members are channeling the Black Sabbathian doom you can perceive the impervious silhouettes of in the background of pretty much all four songs on display herein. I don't even know of these men are aware of the quasi-fact that their music is supremely close to the timeless soul crushing charisma of sludge, but it might be so that their mere unawareness of it is the main attraction force of their strategies on how to defile silence with streamlined/hyper-optimized style and reckless abandon. The music on this EP always conveys the deceivingly calm sensation you feel before "teh" storm that is about to flatline the place you live in.
HoneyTrash, while misleadingly portraying itself as a stone-traditional indie blues rock affair upon surface inspection, is not reluctant nor incapable to instill superb sonic sensations of maddening decay into the fray, and a truly keen affection towards exotic, evil, aggressive chordal work also is observable: check out the chord being played in track number 2, at 3:20, for example: this is the type of harmony Cthulhu finds himself deeply affected of, pun not only intended, but willfully absorbed. Read on to know more about the disc.
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Genre : Indie Rock with a strong fascination of Doom and Sludge
Label : Independent
Origin: United States
Official site : > - here - <
HoneyTrash works best-, even bestest when its members are channeling the Black Sabbathian doom you can perceive the impervious silhouettes of in the background of pretty much all four songs on display herein. I don't even know of these men are aware of the quasi-fact that their music is supremely close to the timeless soul crushing charisma of sludge, but it might be so that their mere unawareness of it is the main attraction force of their strategies on how to defile silence with streamlined/hyper-optimized style and reckless abandon. The music on this EP always conveys the deceivingly calm sensation you feel before "teh" storm that is about to flatline the place you live in.
HoneyTrash, while misleadingly portraying itself as a stone-traditional indie blues rock affair upon surface inspection, is not reluctant nor incapable to instill superb sonic sensations of maddening decay into the fray, and a truly keen affection towards exotic, evil, aggressive chordal work also is observable: check out the chord being played in track number 2, at 3:20, for example: this is the type of harmony Cthulhu finds himself deeply affected of, pun not only intended, but willfully absorbed. Read on to know more about the disc.
Read more!
Labels:
2014,
doom,
HoneyTrash,
indie,
indie rock,
review,
Suit & Tie,
United States
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
Holier Than Thou cover
Metallica - Holier Than Thou cover
All rights belong to Metallica.
Lyrics :
no more, the crap rolls out your mouth again
haven't changed, your brain is still gelatin
little whispers circle around your head
why don't you worry 'bout yourself instead?
"who are you? where ya been? where ya from?"
gossip's burning on the tip of your tongue
you lie so much you believe yourself
judge not, lest ye be judged yourself
holier than thou
you are
holier than thou
you are
you know not
before you judge me take a look at you
can't you find something better to do?
point the finger, slow to understand
arrogance and ignorance go hand in hand
it's not who you are, it's who you know
others lives are the basis of your own
burn your bridges, then build them back with wealth
judge not lest ye be judged yourself
holier than thou
you are
holier than thou
you are
you know not
yeah, who the hell are you?
holier than thou
you are
holier than thou
you are
you know not
not
Backing track used :
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YFTjV3O9Fx8
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Saturday, March 8, 2014
Mason Way & Blacky Kev - Elite Swag Part 2 review
Year : 2014
Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Where to check the album out : > - here - <
The ultra-productive Mason Way remains eager and relentless at creating then heftily propagating narrative expressions about skirt-chasing in urbanistic settings. The Elite Swag Part 2 mixtape is a richly detailed monster length, a rampant synthpop/hip hop collaboration highlighted by the sonic machinations of talented guest-notability Black Kev, whose spicy soundbeds and superb sense of rhythmic non-orthodoxies compliment the playful flow of Mason Way with the exact stylistic flamboyance both required and suitable to guarantee an eventful mid-tempo experience that assumes you to be a serious hip hop aficionado and not just a regular mancunt who is molested only by midgets while not even being videotaped. Read on to know more about this.
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Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Where to check the album out : > - here - <
The ultra-productive Mason Way remains eager and relentless at creating then heftily propagating narrative expressions about skirt-chasing in urbanistic settings. The Elite Swag Part 2 mixtape is a richly detailed monster length, a rampant synthpop/hip hop collaboration highlighted by the sonic machinations of talented guest-notability Black Kev, whose spicy soundbeds and superb sense of rhythmic non-orthodoxies compliment the playful flow of Mason Way with the exact stylistic flamboyance both required and suitable to guarantee an eventful mid-tempo experience that assumes you to be a serious hip hop aficionado and not just a regular mancunt who is molested only by midgets while not even being videotaped. Read on to know more about this.
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Labels:
2014,
hip hop,
review,
United States
Monday, February 24, 2014
6 Sense - The Anthology review
Year : 2006 to present days
Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Where to check out album : > - here - <
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation snippet sent by the artist with the review order.
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Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Where to check out album : > - here - <
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation snippet sent by the artist with the review order.
"Artist bio:6 Sense born Darrell Witcher on
January 20th, 1990 in Roanoke, Va. He found his passion for music in the
8th grade and began releasing songs by the time he was in high school. 6
Sense has released numerous projects with past groups (The Crusades and
The Hard Hittaz) and in 2010 released his first published solo project
''11:40 am.'' Following ''11:40 am'' 6 Sense released ''21 Years Later''
his second solo project & ''Where Art Thou Competition''
collaboration with fellow Outer Circle artist Young S.P.I.T. 6 Sense
released his 3rd solo album "21 & UP" In January of 2013, and "Where
Art Thou Competition: Reloaded" with Young S.P.I.T. In April of 2013.
Releasing his most recent project just last week which is a 6 song EP
titled "Consistency". 6 Sense has released 3 projects in a seven month
span. You can download all of these projects on iTunes, and numerous
online retailers. Now 6 Sense has plans to continue performing all
around Virginia aswell as outside of Virginia."
Read on to know more about the disc.
Read on to know more about the disc.
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Labels:
hip hop,
review,
United States,
various timespan
Sunday, February 23, 2014
Ain't No Other - Never Really Broke review
Year : 2014
Genre : Hip Hop with a '80s Darkpop Tint
Origin : United States
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation of the mini-biography this review order came with.
"A.N.O. is an underground artist from Virginia that released his first project in the winter of 1998. A.N.O. has always stuck to the creed of original music to compliment his light shallow voice bringing his style to life. His career followed a long collection of solo and group projects which from 2006 to recent have been published. He took a 4 year hiatus after his 2008 release titled "Yellow". Experimenting in various genres he released various projects under the stage name of Leon Coles. Returning to the scene again under Ain't No Other with his release "The Album I Threw Away" in 2012, A.N.O. spent the next couple of years touring with The Outer Circle until the 2014 release "Never Really Broke".
Read on to know more about the disc.
Read more!
Genre : Hip Hop with a '80s Darkpop Tint
Origin : United States
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation of the mini-biography this review order came with.
"A.N.O. is an underground artist from Virginia that released his first project in the winter of 1998. A.N.O. has always stuck to the creed of original music to compliment his light shallow voice bringing his style to life. His career followed a long collection of solo and group projects which from 2006 to recent have been published. He took a 4 year hiatus after his 2008 release titled "Yellow". Experimenting in various genres he released various projects under the stage name of Leon Coles. Returning to the scene again under Ain't No Other with his release "The Album I Threw Away" in 2012, A.N.O. spent the next couple of years touring with The Outer Circle until the 2014 release "Never Really Broke".
Read on to know more about the disc.
Read more!
Labels:
2014,
Ain't No Other,
hip hop,
Never Really Broke,
United States
Monday, February 17, 2014
a Big Hit Buda listening session
Year : 2014
Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Hip hop prospect Big Hit Buda is about to be faithful to his name, and score one on your awareness. This review is based on his almost-complete upcoming full length.
"Freak Juice" is the most experimentive track on the release, and also is the perfect opening. The overall demeanor of the disc is prone to provoke nicely planned out collisions between melodic central hooks and supra-orthodox hip hop pulsations, and this particular track is a perfect example of this mandatory strategy. The lazy/hilarious 8-bit video game base reveals a structure that offers a whole set of fields in its anatomy to discover-, even cleverly exploit melodic and hip hop attractions on. I especially like the culmination of the hook, by which the originally simplistic sung line turns into a funk-flavored melodic statement Mike Patton would gladly give to you.
"Heart of a Champion" is a definite highlight that dares to come forth with one of the most fundamental - and therefore efficient - pop chord-progressions, and STILL manages to make it work superbly via the utilization of clever rhythmic patterns. The multiple saturations of the same idea is key herein. Featurette Vanessa Jordan is rendering a lush vocal hook with which she commands the whole build to gravitate around her voice, and it is no wonder that the rapping of Big Hit Buda submits willingly if and when home is Vanessa Jordan.
"Let the music play" summons early '90s charm power, as it really has "2 Unlimited" written all over it. The re-visitation of such roots might seem risky in a scene with expectations sprouting forwards without restraints. Although discarding those for the retroid 4/4 pummel power is a gesture that is capable to stand strong on its own merit, the rampant reliance on autotune might bestow an extreme effect on you. But not necessarily a bad effect, either: be prepared to '90s vibes.
"Stand Strong" once again establishes a particularly intact melodic background via the utilization of two nicely selected chords that intersect the living field between spirituale and house, spiced up by a decent vocal ingredient and a particularly beautiful high frequency synth-pattern. A fantastic moment! The rapping of Big Hit Buda compliments the flow from a very well researched place - mix-wise - , as his presence is relentless and unquestionable, and still, the dominant performance manages to emerge as gentle at the same time, being careful not to hurt its surroundings via peaking into territories it has no business at. A superbly constructed, ultra-orhodox hip hop track with real soul and thought.
"Who I Am" is another massively melody-driven piece, with Ashleigh Munn giving you the funk-spirited stoic declaration of will. Declarations of will are especially uplifting when given by women. You know why? Because women are complete already. That is why men want them. As with the previous track, Big Hit Buda compliments the pacing of the 4/4 pulsation with safe self-reinforcements that reek all the charms and charisma of a self help book, not as if I'd find anything wrong with that.
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Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Hip hop prospect Big Hit Buda is about to be faithful to his name, and score one on your awareness. This review is based on his almost-complete upcoming full length.
"Freak Juice" is the most experimentive track on the release, and also is the perfect opening. The overall demeanor of the disc is prone to provoke nicely planned out collisions between melodic central hooks and supra-orthodox hip hop pulsations, and this particular track is a perfect example of this mandatory strategy. The lazy/hilarious 8-bit video game base reveals a structure that offers a whole set of fields in its anatomy to discover-, even cleverly exploit melodic and hip hop attractions on. I especially like the culmination of the hook, by which the originally simplistic sung line turns into a funk-flavored melodic statement Mike Patton would gladly give to you.
"Heart of a Champion" is a definite highlight that dares to come forth with one of the most fundamental - and therefore efficient - pop chord-progressions, and STILL manages to make it work superbly via the utilization of clever rhythmic patterns. The multiple saturations of the same idea is key herein. Featurette Vanessa Jordan is rendering a lush vocal hook with which she commands the whole build to gravitate around her voice, and it is no wonder that the rapping of Big Hit Buda submits willingly if and when home is Vanessa Jordan.
"Let the music play" summons early '90s charm power, as it really has "2 Unlimited" written all over it. The re-visitation of such roots might seem risky in a scene with expectations sprouting forwards without restraints. Although discarding those for the retroid 4/4 pummel power is a gesture that is capable to stand strong on its own merit, the rampant reliance on autotune might bestow an extreme effect on you. But not necessarily a bad effect, either: be prepared to '90s vibes.
"Stand Strong" once again establishes a particularly intact melodic background via the utilization of two nicely selected chords that intersect the living field between spirituale and house, spiced up by a decent vocal ingredient and a particularly beautiful high frequency synth-pattern. A fantastic moment! The rapping of Big Hit Buda compliments the flow from a very well researched place - mix-wise - , as his presence is relentless and unquestionable, and still, the dominant performance manages to emerge as gentle at the same time, being careful not to hurt its surroundings via peaking into territories it has no business at. A superbly constructed, ultra-orhodox hip hop track with real soul and thought.
"Who I Am" is another massively melody-driven piece, with Ashleigh Munn giving you the funk-spirited stoic declaration of will. Declarations of will are especially uplifting when given by women. You know why? Because women are complete already. That is why men want them. As with the previous track, Big Hit Buda compliments the pacing of the 4/4 pulsation with safe self-reinforcements that reek all the charms and charisma of a self help book, not as if I'd find anything wrong with that.
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Labels:
2014,
hip hop,
independent,
United States
Wednesday, February 12, 2014
to Dia
GyZ delivers a Psychedelic Chillout Extravaganza!: to Dia.
Image:
by Dia.
Buy this for $1 at :
https://gyzmusic.bandcamp.com/track/to-dia
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Dia,
instrumental,
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Friday, February 7, 2014
Electrician - WET AND RIPPING THE LAKE IN TWO review
Year : 2014
Genre : Supersonic Egotrip
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation snippet taken from the official description of the perennial aim and driving intention behind this project. Here it goes: "Shadowy, intimate songs about death and destruction and friendship."
AND a healthy amount of extremities mixed into/over the placid-, massively acoustic and super-introverted monologues that constitute half of this brief but rather eventful effort, also are thoroughly audible. The album has its own and cunningly arbitrary logic, and it does not necessarily care if you can reverse-engineer that logic. The disc, as an overall experience, triumphantly manages to instill the fascinating sense into you that you are quite welcome to fuck off anytime anywhere. Sometimes you'll be able to relate, sometimes you'd love to, but you are deliberately kept from doing it, as is the case in the context of the opening track, for instance - in which very nice but very radical symbolism is on instant audio display.
Check the opening song as a conceptual statement: the actual melodic structure - vocals, harmonies, etc. - is situated in a larger-than-the-galaxy-grade white noise, and this methodology, according to my suspicions, aims to express the secretive/silent(ive), and seemingly - but falsely - quite heart wrenching assumption that you can't TRULY-, 100% tune in to a super-autonomous reality other than the "allegedly yours", not in the present human condition you have to evolve your consciousness through at the moment. I have just claimed that this illusion is not REALLY an illusion worth to lose one or a series of minds over, since, paradoxically enough, what prevents you from tuning to "another" reality, is the very bundle of the ego-burdens and ego-liabilities you want to release. There is no fundamental difference between the awareness that seeks to approach, appreciate and comprehend "another" awareness, because they are fundamentally one already. But this, of course, is not so, if you are separating yourself from everything else deliberately. THEN you can be a false you. You can do that, and this disc is fervent at doing so. Read on to know more about this.
Read more!
Genre : Supersonic Egotrip
Label : Independent
Origin : United States
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with a verbatim quotation snippet taken from the official description of the perennial aim and driving intention behind this project. Here it goes: "Shadowy, intimate songs about death and destruction and friendship."
AND a healthy amount of extremities mixed into/over the placid-, massively acoustic and super-introverted monologues that constitute half of this brief but rather eventful effort, also are thoroughly audible. The album has its own and cunningly arbitrary logic, and it does not necessarily care if you can reverse-engineer that logic. The disc, as an overall experience, triumphantly manages to instill the fascinating sense into you that you are quite welcome to fuck off anytime anywhere. Sometimes you'll be able to relate, sometimes you'd love to, but you are deliberately kept from doing it, as is the case in the context of the opening track, for instance - in which very nice but very radical symbolism is on instant audio display.
Check the opening song as a conceptual statement: the actual melodic structure - vocals, harmonies, etc. - is situated in a larger-than-the-galaxy-grade white noise, and this methodology, according to my suspicions, aims to express the secretive/silent(ive), and seemingly - but falsely - quite heart wrenching assumption that you can't TRULY-, 100% tune in to a super-autonomous reality other than the "allegedly yours", not in the present human condition you have to evolve your consciousness through at the moment. I have just claimed that this illusion is not REALLY an illusion worth to lose one or a series of minds over, since, paradoxically enough, what prevents you from tuning to "another" reality, is the very bundle of the ego-burdens and ego-liabilities you want to release. There is no fundamental difference between the awareness that seeks to approach, appreciate and comprehend "another" awareness, because they are fundamentally one already. But this, of course, is not so, if you are separating yourself from everything else deliberately. THEN you can be a false you. You can do that, and this disc is fervent at doing so. Read on to know more about this.
Read more!
Labels:
2014,
egotrip,
experimental,
independent,
review,
United States
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Mike Hill Management - Three Words: Welcome to Germany review
Year : 2014
Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : Germany/United States
Official site : > - here - <
Mike Hill Management is a transatlantic sonic syndicate seeking to facilitate creatively lucrative collaborations between hip hop artists who, despite populating different continents of the planet, are still being fueled by similar urban dynamics in the context of their day to day lives. The album is massively mid tempo, laid back, kind, friendly, fun, thorough in its intentions, and features a deep scoop from the smartly targeted talent pool, oftentimes pairing up female and male rappers in successful attempts to convey additional vocal flavors and grit to the individual contributions. The disc has an element of interconnection, a consistency, which is none other than a fascination towards rich, reverberating '80s sounds that do not seek to intimidate, yet claim the right to come across with unquestionable rigor and ultra-steroid subwoofer volumetrics. Read on to know more.
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Genre : Hip Hop
Label : Independent
Origin : Germany/United States
Official site : > - here - <
Mike Hill Management is a transatlantic sonic syndicate seeking to facilitate creatively lucrative collaborations between hip hop artists who, despite populating different continents of the planet, are still being fueled by similar urban dynamics in the context of their day to day lives. The album is massively mid tempo, laid back, kind, friendly, fun, thorough in its intentions, and features a deep scoop from the smartly targeted talent pool, oftentimes pairing up female and male rappers in successful attempts to convey additional vocal flavors and grit to the individual contributions. The disc has an element of interconnection, a consistency, which is none other than a fascination towards rich, reverberating '80s sounds that do not seek to intimidate, yet claim the right to come across with unquestionable rigor and ultra-steroid subwoofer volumetrics. Read on to know more.
Read more!
Labels:
2014,
Germany,
hip hop,
independent,
review,
United States
Sunday, January 19, 2014
Try Hardz - Try Hard with a Vengeance (On Earth) review
Year : 2013
Genre : experimental, extreme glitch galore, ambient mindfuckery
Label : Fauxtown Records
Origin : Canada
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with an information snippet taken from the official site, giving you the heads-up of the characterology of this formation.
Try Hardz consist of Randal-dandy, and his two trusty human sidekicks, Y.C., and J.K. At the behest of mysterious forces, and with the joint-endorsement of the C.I.A. and NASA, these "Try Hardz" have been compelled to make music primarily to create signals which render offworld communiques between a variety of alien invaders useless, or at least harder to understand by any galactic standard.
I don't know how long this disc is, though I'm pretty sure it elevates the concept of infinity to the very next level. The name of the game is semi-sadistic silence molestation just for the fun of it, with no particular regards or considerations exhibited towards structure, low entropy meaning, or form. Structure and form are inescapable hallmarks owned even by the most complex audio patterns, and the builds that reign deliberately - and oftentimes hypocritically/arrogantly - deprived of these things, oftentimes are the ones that are very easy to catch amidst the most ambitious narrative fallacies, fueled by an intent to showcase themselves to be much more intriguing then they (secretly.) are. Read on to know more.
Read more!
Genre : experimental, extreme glitch galore, ambient mindfuckery
Label : Fauxtown Records
Origin : Canada
Official site : > - here - <
This review starts out with an information snippet taken from the official site, giving you the heads-up of the characterology of this formation.
Try Hardz consist of Randal-dandy, and his two trusty human sidekicks, Y.C., and J.K. At the behest of mysterious forces, and with the joint-endorsement of the C.I.A. and NASA, these "Try Hardz" have been compelled to make music primarily to create signals which render offworld communiques between a variety of alien invaders useless, or at least harder to understand by any galactic standard.
I don't know how long this disc is, though I'm pretty sure it elevates the concept of infinity to the very next level. The name of the game is semi-sadistic silence molestation just for the fun of it, with no particular regards or considerations exhibited towards structure, low entropy meaning, or form. Structure and form are inescapable hallmarks owned even by the most complex audio patterns, and the builds that reign deliberately - and oftentimes hypocritically/arrogantly - deprived of these things, oftentimes are the ones that are very easy to catch amidst the most ambitious narrative fallacies, fueled by an intent to showcase themselves to be much more intriguing then they (secretly.) are. Read on to know more.
Read more!
Labels:
2013,
ambient,
Canada,
experimental,
Fauxtown Records,
glitch,
mindfuckery,
review
Monday, January 13, 2014
Young Coconut - insufficient funds review
Year : 2009
Genre : Psychedelic Soft Rock
Label : Fauxtown Records
Origin : Canada
Official site : > - here - <
In an attempt to convey the related information of the text I'm about to quote - as faithfully to the original as possible, I will quote it verbatim indeed, but will throw colorful rubber circles into a pool of turmoiling pink liquid in the process. SEE? Here is "teh" data I have received from "teh" - logically enough - s(l)ENDER (man) :
Hi, this is one of my albums, and I'd like you to review it.
Just for fun, a bit of background. I go by Young Coconut and I'm from Ontario.
I'm part of Fauxtown Records, which is an indie label here. What this album is
is my songs, and for each track, I got a different vocalist to tackle to. These singers
are people who are either part of my label, from other bands, or just people I know
that sing (and some people that aren't really singers)... so its kind of a concept album.
Check it out, looking forward to this.
Read on to know more about the release.
Read more!
Genre : Psychedelic Soft Rock
Label : Fauxtown Records
Origin : Canada
Official site : > - here - <
In an attempt to convey the related information of the text I'm about to quote - as faithfully to the original as possible, I will quote it verbatim indeed, but will throw colorful rubber circles into a pool of turmoiling pink liquid in the process. SEE? Here is "teh" data I have received from "teh" - logically enough - s(l)ENDER (man) :
Hi, this is one of my albums, and I'd like you to review it.
Just for fun, a bit of background. I go by Young Coconut and I'm from Ontario.
I'm part of Fauxtown Records, which is an indie label here. What this album is
is my songs, and for each track, I got a different vocalist to tackle to. These singers
are people who are either part of my label, from other bands, or just people I know
that sing (and some people that aren't really singers)... so its kind of a concept album.
Check it out, looking forward to this.
Read on to know more about the release.
Read more!
Labels:
2009,
Canada,
Fauxtown Records,
insufficient funds,
psychedelic rock,
review,
Young Coconut
Friday, January 10, 2014
Chaser Eight - At the 426 EP review
Year : 2014
Genre : Soft Rock / Synth Pop Crossover
Label : Independent
Official site : > - here - <
Chaser Eight seems and sounds like a duo - at least - of autonomous individuals, and I'm 100% sure that it features minimum 1 lady and 1 gentleman. I like the fact that the record is misleading. Because no one is sitting on the stairs on the cover. Finally, some legitimate originality and much welcomed spiritual grit. I mean - you sitting on a step of a brief stairway, giving morose face to a crimson sky, and all this on your album cover? Seriously? Based on the first track, you'd assume that Chaser Eight's female lead singer is not yet comfortable with her mixed voice register, but tries to use it/to explore it anyway - this always is very admirable. Later on, when you are about to articulate a silent covert moan, you realize that she was only doing this rendition of an intentionally super-repressed mixed voice delivery, to be kind, so the male singer has a chance to exist on the right channel of the mix. In reality, - AND, "out" of it - she could obliterate the whole build with her singing power. AND luckily!! By the second verse, when she finally showcases full throat power, - which, let's be honest, the only thing you've been waiting for - she comes across as very powerful and efficient. But listen to that "me" in the line "you and me" at the chorus - no one believes that, not even her. This is the charm of it, the male on the right channel accepting that he is in a musical position in which the female is holding back, so he can exist, too. Spiritual, baby! Read on to know more.
Read more!
Genre : Soft Rock / Synth Pop Crossover
Label : Independent
Official site : > - here - <
Chaser Eight seems and sounds like a duo - at least - of autonomous individuals, and I'm 100% sure that it features minimum 1 lady and 1 gentleman. I like the fact that the record is misleading. Because no one is sitting on the stairs on the cover. Finally, some legitimate originality and much welcomed spiritual grit. I mean - you sitting on a step of a brief stairway, giving morose face to a crimson sky, and all this on your album cover? Seriously? Based on the first track, you'd assume that Chaser Eight's female lead singer is not yet comfortable with her mixed voice register, but tries to use it/to explore it anyway - this always is very admirable. Later on, when you are about to articulate a silent covert moan, you realize that she was only doing this rendition of an intentionally super-repressed mixed voice delivery, to be kind, so the male singer has a chance to exist on the right channel of the mix. In reality, - AND, "out" of it - she could obliterate the whole build with her singing power. AND luckily!! By the second verse, when she finally showcases full throat power, - which, let's be honest, the only thing you've been waiting for - she comes across as very powerful and efficient. But listen to that "me" in the line "you and me" at the chorus - no one believes that, not even her. This is the charm of it, the male on the right channel accepting that he is in a musical position in which the female is holding back, so he can exist, too. Spiritual, baby! Read on to know more.
Read more!
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
VITNE - Neon review
Year : 2013
Genre : Glam Metal
Origin : Norway / United States
Official site : > - here - <
VITNE is a solo artist with considerable experience under his belt both as a frontman of the Norwegian hair metal act "SEKS", and as an enthusiastic popculture-aspirant who is admittedly fascinated by the mere idea behind the aesthetics of American glam. He does not want Dave Mustaine's take on it, see "History of Metal" on YouTube, I'd link you in, but there are multiple episodes, and the Glam Gods demand you watch all of them.
The sub-genre surely is on the rise again courtesy of such acts as the masterfully produced, performed and marketed Steel Panther, taking the fray up to the point of full fledged verbal tit metal. This release is more orthodox and vintage in its ambitions, and this commitment is reflected on the reviewed disc with hefty organic air-pumping iron fist pink panties power, - this is the way it is done proper, if you wonder - and the spin definitely is in a legitimate position to claim optimum similarity level with the pinnacle of the softer side of the genre, as glam metal secretly always stood for promising and delivering spandex pleasantries for neighboring chicks who were excited enough by the binge atmospherics to ravage a night or two through with careful spiritual guidance accessible 24/7. Read on to know more about the disc.
Read more!
Genre : Glam Metal
Origin : Norway / United States
Official site : > - here - <
VITNE is a solo artist with considerable experience under his belt both as a frontman of the Norwegian hair metal act "SEKS", and as an enthusiastic popculture-aspirant who is admittedly fascinated by the mere idea behind the aesthetics of American glam. He does not want Dave Mustaine's take on it, see "History of Metal" on YouTube, I'd link you in, but there are multiple episodes, and the Glam Gods demand you watch all of them.
The sub-genre surely is on the rise again courtesy of such acts as the masterfully produced, performed and marketed Steel Panther, taking the fray up to the point of full fledged verbal tit metal. This release is more orthodox and vintage in its ambitions, and this commitment is reflected on the reviewed disc with hefty organic air-pumping iron fist pink panties power, - this is the way it is done proper, if you wonder - and the spin definitely is in a legitimate position to claim optimum similarity level with the pinnacle of the softer side of the genre, as glam metal secretly always stood for promising and delivering spandex pleasantries for neighboring chicks who were excited enough by the binge atmospherics to ravage a night or two through with careful spiritual guidance accessible 24/7. Read on to know more about the disc.
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Labels:
2013,
glam metal,
Norway,
power metal,
review,
United States
Sunday, January 5, 2014
Re-discovering Metallica in the context of St Anger and Death Magnetic
Year : early '80s to present days
Genre : Thrash Metal, Doom Rock
Label : Vertigo, Elektra
Origin : United States
The size of the shitstorm Metallica has found itself in with the St Anger album, did not even register in my awareness for ten years, courtesy of me occupying a highly ignorant inner position by which my interest towards the band was pretty much zero, or even worse. I was a snob, a mancunt who considered Metallica's music to be equally necessary and - so to speak - over and done with, I though it is family friendly material in present days, that would not be able to catch me off-guard anymore. Bold - and possibly ignorant - enough assumptions to make me intrigued to see if my above voiced sentiments had any legitimacy to them. So I finally have decided that it would be a very good AND real fucking necessary idea to check out Metallica material in at attempt to re-evaluate my related overall awareness, as a band of this significance definitely demands a chance to kick my ass once again if they can. I wanted to see how Metallica would affect me, having not listened to them for more than a decade, - except for the Lulu album, of which though I have written a review, I block the experience from my consciousness - and having no experience/knowledge with St Anger and Death Magnetic, either. So, for a start I popped in "Holier Than Thou" from the Black Album on YouTube, - though I have my bona-fide, used-by-your-n1-latex-gimp-music-critic-gyz-Black Album CD from 1991, starting bid = $200 - gave it maximum headphone juice power, and waited for the uncensored effect it is able to induce in me after 10+ years of not hearing it. BOY, the effect was tremendous! No, it was not nostalgia. Nostalgia is miserable. The music on the Black Album is 101% legit to this day. Read on to know more about this.
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Genre : Thrash Metal, Doom Rock
Label : Vertigo, Elektra
Origin : United States
The size of the shitstorm Metallica has found itself in with the St Anger album, did not even register in my awareness for ten years, courtesy of me occupying a highly ignorant inner position by which my interest towards the band was pretty much zero, or even worse. I was a snob, a mancunt who considered Metallica's music to be equally necessary and - so to speak - over and done with, I though it is family friendly material in present days, that would not be able to catch me off-guard anymore. Bold - and possibly ignorant - enough assumptions to make me intrigued to see if my above voiced sentiments had any legitimacy to them. So I finally have decided that it would be a very good AND real fucking necessary idea to check out Metallica material in at attempt to re-evaluate my related overall awareness, as a band of this significance definitely demands a chance to kick my ass once again if they can. I wanted to see how Metallica would affect me, having not listened to them for more than a decade, - except for the Lulu album, of which though I have written a review, I block the experience from my consciousness - and having no experience/knowledge with St Anger and Death Magnetic, either. So, for a start I popped in "Holier Than Thou" from the Black Album on YouTube, - though I have my bona-fide, used-by-your-n1-latex-gimp-music-critic-gyz-Black Album CD from 1991, starting bid = $200 - gave it maximum headphone juice power, and waited for the uncensored effect it is able to induce in me after 10+ years of not hearing it. BOY, the effect was tremendous! No, it was not nostalgia. Nostalgia is miserable. The music on the Black Album is 101% legit to this day. Read on to know more about this.
Read more!
Labels:
Death Magnetic,
doom rock,
Metallica,
St Anger,
thrash metal,
United States
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Will It Be Avenged Sevenfold? - a YouTube comment on Coverkillernation's Hail to The King review
Here is Coverkillernation's video review of the latest Avenged Sevenfold album : link.
Here is the comment I could not resist to articulate and send :
The amount of misplaced and unwarranted generosity you approach this record with, is outright appalling and totally out of your - so far - reckless, in-your-face, and optimally blunt character that I always have respected you for. I have been watching your reviews since 1742, and you lost half of your credo with this review in my eyes. I really want to give it back. Indeed, I'm only 1 person, and originally I did not even want to write this comment, - got way too saddened by the approach you relied on in this review - and I can foresee the amount of flame I'll likely have to receive for this comment from the fans. But I write this, because I felt that you have lost your trademark "I don't give a shit, I'm going to say it as I feel it is"-attitude in this video, or, you simply have double standards. Both would be terrible variants that I'd prefer to discard right away, and this very contradiction commands me to write this comment anyway. I always considered you to be a super-knowledgeable metal scholar, and I can't understand how is it possible that I did not witness a much more rigorous stance from you regarding the excessive copy-pasting of song anatomies that is rampant/evident on this release. I mean, its excessiveness is absurd. I thought I'll see an outrage from you - as a start - for the avid replica tendencies 75% of this disc is comprised of, and please do not assume that I merely am whiny and butthurt because I did not have a chance to witness you teeing off on this album, thereby missing my much anticipated entertainment. As you, I too, were open-minded with this release as a listener, but it seems to me that your impressions of it are deeply affected by an urge not to piss A7X fans off. You should have been much-much more rigorous regarding the song replicas, but, oooh shit, you HAD to give at least an 8, otherwise they would have assmassacred you - this was your train of thought, and deep down you know I'm right about this, which saddens me even more. You basically left your trademark reviewer balls at the information desk with this review. What I have seen herein is a modest, polite, family friendly, dare I say, politically correct review my grandma approves, in which you overlook gestures you normally fucking kill for. You got scared of the A7X fanbase in this review, in my opinion. Had it not been Avenged Sevenfold's recent hit record, you'd tear up a new one on this LP for the frankly, insulting amount of anatomical mimicry and "creative" deceit that it contains. It is blatantly and painfully obvious that "This means war" is an anatomical copy of "Sad But True", "Doing Time" is an anatomical copy of "It's so Easy" - even the singing style is mimicked, as is Axl's trademark übergrowl from "Perfect Crime", the "Symphony of Destruction" and "Hangar 18" ripoff equally comes across as an inside joke, etc - and you mention some sources yourself, too. The "Number of the Beast" knockoff? How is it possible that you get away with - "well, it definitely is starting to bog down" - it definitely is insulting to listen to these simulacrums as originals, and the only thing more insulting, is to offer them as originals. One does not know whether to be feel taken for a sedated monkey after lobotomy, or feel cheated to the core or feel saddened to the core, or all of these. They impertinently copy the emotional registers the inspirator songs communicate themselves on. It is beyond me how it is possible that Megadeth, Metallica, Guns 'N Roses do not file lawsuits for these ripoffs, but, to be perfectly frank I would not even be surprised if each ripped off band would receive royalty, - and good for them! I swear I had zero problem if the disc would be marketed as "Avenged Sevelfold's Variants on Metal Classics". I swear I would not have a single bad word for the projet. But marketing these songs as originals? This is evolution death 2.0. It is not about influences - the majority of the songs on this album are outright simulacrums of their inspirators, replicas that seek to mimic their sources with submissive servitude. I never would have imagined that it could ever come to me having to write the following to you, but, according to my opinion, you got scared shitless of the fanrage you could have received if to voice an honest opinion, - you should have been enraged by this amount of simulacra-fabrication - so you decided to deliver a polite, modest review that does not offend the Avenged Sevenfold fans of your overall viewerbase. Understandable, but you handled this immaturely, in a way that hurts your credo, at least, in my eyes. What about Robb Flynn of Machine Head? I'm sure you are aware of his humorous rant about the similarities he picks up on the record, and the amount of heat HE is taking for it by the A7X audience, is considerable. 75% of this disc DECEITS its fans. If you love to be deceived, good job! But it is your job, Coverkillernation, to fortify your original standard, by which a band would not be able to get away with this - and you give an 8 of 10. If YOU are compromised, then who isn't? The same critical and uncompromising rigor you have handled Geoff Tate's latest with, were called for in this review, but you refrained from showing balls. This album is an illusion. Anyway, I did not want to challenge any taste with this comment, - as stated, I'd have 0 gripes with this release had it feature "Avenged Sevenfold - Variants on Metal Classics" on its cover - but I had to attempt to express my bewilderment of the "critical" stance you occupy in this review, as I consider this position totally out of character and out of regular conduct from you, based on years of prior consistence and quality. Peace All!
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Here is the comment I could not resist to articulate and send :
The amount of misplaced and unwarranted generosity you approach this record with, is outright appalling and totally out of your - so far - reckless, in-your-face, and optimally blunt character that I always have respected you for. I have been watching your reviews since 1742, and you lost half of your credo with this review in my eyes. I really want to give it back. Indeed, I'm only 1 person, and originally I did not even want to write this comment, - got way too saddened by the approach you relied on in this review - and I can foresee the amount of flame I'll likely have to receive for this comment from the fans. But I write this, because I felt that you have lost your trademark "I don't give a shit, I'm going to say it as I feel it is"-attitude in this video, or, you simply have double standards. Both would be terrible variants that I'd prefer to discard right away, and this very contradiction commands me to write this comment anyway. I always considered you to be a super-knowledgeable metal scholar, and I can't understand how is it possible that I did not witness a much more rigorous stance from you regarding the excessive copy-pasting of song anatomies that is rampant/evident on this release. I mean, its excessiveness is absurd. I thought I'll see an outrage from you - as a start - for the avid replica tendencies 75% of this disc is comprised of, and please do not assume that I merely am whiny and butthurt because I did not have a chance to witness you teeing off on this album, thereby missing my much anticipated entertainment. As you, I too, were open-minded with this release as a listener, but it seems to me that your impressions of it are deeply affected by an urge not to piss A7X fans off. You should have been much-much more rigorous regarding the song replicas, but, oooh shit, you HAD to give at least an 8, otherwise they would have assmassacred you - this was your train of thought, and deep down you know I'm right about this, which saddens me even more. You basically left your trademark reviewer balls at the information desk with this review. What I have seen herein is a modest, polite, family friendly, dare I say, politically correct review my grandma approves, in which you overlook gestures you normally fucking kill for. You got scared of the A7X fanbase in this review, in my opinion. Had it not been Avenged Sevenfold's recent hit record, you'd tear up a new one on this LP for the frankly, insulting amount of anatomical mimicry and "creative" deceit that it contains. It is blatantly and painfully obvious that "This means war" is an anatomical copy of "Sad But True", "Doing Time" is an anatomical copy of "It's so Easy" - even the singing style is mimicked, as is Axl's trademark übergrowl from "Perfect Crime", the "Symphony of Destruction" and "Hangar 18" ripoff equally comes across as an inside joke, etc - and you mention some sources yourself, too. The "Number of the Beast" knockoff? How is it possible that you get away with - "well, it definitely is starting to bog down" - it definitely is insulting to listen to these simulacrums as originals, and the only thing more insulting, is to offer them as originals. One does not know whether to be feel taken for a sedated monkey after lobotomy, or feel cheated to the core or feel saddened to the core, or all of these. They impertinently copy the emotional registers the inspirator songs communicate themselves on. It is beyond me how it is possible that Megadeth, Metallica, Guns 'N Roses do not file lawsuits for these ripoffs, but, to be perfectly frank I would not even be surprised if each ripped off band would receive royalty, - and good for them! I swear I had zero problem if the disc would be marketed as "Avenged Sevelfold's Variants on Metal Classics". I swear I would not have a single bad word for the projet. But marketing these songs as originals? This is evolution death 2.0. It is not about influences - the majority of the songs on this album are outright simulacrums of their inspirators, replicas that seek to mimic their sources with submissive servitude. I never would have imagined that it could ever come to me having to write the following to you, but, according to my opinion, you got scared shitless of the fanrage you could have received if to voice an honest opinion, - you should have been enraged by this amount of simulacra-fabrication - so you decided to deliver a polite, modest review that does not offend the Avenged Sevenfold fans of your overall viewerbase. Understandable, but you handled this immaturely, in a way that hurts your credo, at least, in my eyes. What about Robb Flynn of Machine Head? I'm sure you are aware of his humorous rant about the similarities he picks up on the record, and the amount of heat HE is taking for it by the A7X audience, is considerable. 75% of this disc DECEITS its fans. If you love to be deceived, good job! But it is your job, Coverkillernation, to fortify your original standard, by which a band would not be able to get away with this - and you give an 8 of 10. If YOU are compromised, then who isn't? The same critical and uncompromising rigor you have handled Geoff Tate's latest with, were called for in this review, but you refrained from showing balls. This album is an illusion. Anyway, I did not want to challenge any taste with this comment, - as stated, I'd have 0 gripes with this release had it feature "Avenged Sevenfold - Variants on Metal Classics" on its cover - but I had to attempt to express my bewilderment of the "critical" stance you occupy in this review, as I consider this position totally out of character and out of regular conduct from you, based on years of prior consistence and quality. Peace All!
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Labels:
2013,
Avenged Sevenfold,
comment,
Hail to The King,
review
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
Thomas Schoenberger - Ghost Dance
Thomas Schoenberger is an American music composer who opens 2014 up with unleashing his "Ghost Dance" experience on mainstream public awareness. Since the interconnection between music and imagery is ultra-organic and of the uttermost narrative relevance, this time I will consciously refrain from offering my subjective "opinion", as mine is not anymore, nor any less relevant than the virtually infinite number of that of others, invoked by perfectly legitimate fellow intelligences. What seems to be quite evident, is the following : Thomas Schoenberger aims to summarize the perennial experiences of wo(man)kind, dating back to the plethoras of paradigmic inventions and calamities - the great tragedies of historic significance all included. I know from personal experience that German people are traumatized into hypnosis-grade guilt in the context of WW2, courtesy of the educational system, even though the current German gene bank hardly could held responsible for sins committed by a regime led by ambitions rabid enough to entertain the idea of planetary domination via occult resources. Yes, it is important to remember, but it equally is important to have the will to forgive. This is the most supreme spiritual act you could pull off, so why not take your chances at it? If you prove to be unable to forgive - then this tells quite much about you, too, doesn't it?
Watch the video below and let it take you where it may.
GyZ at Bandcamp.
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Watch the video below and let it take you where it may.
GyZ at Bandcamp.
If you want, check out my music
and / or
Buy me beer. Read more!
Labels:
2014,
Thomas Schoenberger,
United States,
video clip
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