Defeated Sanity: The Sanguinary Impetus
There’s something almost absurd about watching a band so deeply rooted in extreme technicality continue, album after album, to push beyond what…
There’s something almost absurd about watching a band so deeply rooted in extreme technicality continue, album after album, to push beyond what…
It’s hard to approach AfterLife without thinking about the absence of the historic guitarist, recently replaced by a newcomer. This personnel change…
Poppy has always mastered the art of the split personality: the porcelain doll who whispers and the beast who roars, often within…
With Jenseits, Finsterforst closes a cycle begun years ago around the Black Forest and its legends, and does so with an scope…
With Starlight And Ash, Oceans of Slumber closes the most extreme chapter of their journey to reconnect with a softer, more organic…
Before becoming Unto Others, this Portland band went by another name, and Mana was released under that original identity, as a collective…
The Finns' tenth album: a journey through the worlds below that dares to shake the formula without betraying the house melancholy.
It’s hard to approach a Persefone album without thinking of the long shadow cast by Aathma and Spiritual Migration, two landmarks that…
There is something almost unhealthy about Altarage’s consistency. The anonymous collective from Bilbao keeps stacking albums like geological strata, each one more…
There is something almost liturgical about the way Hamferð builds their albums, and Támsins Likam is no exception to this rule. From…
Sixth album for Imminence: press and public converge around 75/100. Consensus verdict: 7.5/10.
With Veleno, Fleshgod Apocalypse closes one chapter and opens another. The Perugia band reunites with its singer and rhythm guitarist on lead…
Vitriol has never done things by halves, and Suffer & Become follows the same logic of permanent asphyxiation. From the first seconds,…
With Ámr, Ihsahn pulls back some of the doors he had opened on previous records. Gone is the omnipresent saxophone, the sprawling…
With In Cauda Venenum, Opeth closes a loop that began with Heritage: that of a band that has definitively turned its back…
There is something almost miraculous in the way Judas Priest managed, with this record, to rediscover an energy we thought was reserved…
There’s something almost pop in certain passages of this record, and it’s precisely what both troubles and fascinates in equal measure. Thou…
Uniform has never sought comfort, but with Shame, the New York band pushes discomfort to an almost physical breaking point. Released on…
There’s something almost ironic about releasing an album titled Stare Into Death and Be Still in spring 2020, amid global shock. The…
There are records that don’t seek to surprise but to deepen a groove already laid out, and Auer belongs to that category.…
There is something profoundly English in the way A Forest of Stars treats death: with a wry smile, a touch of Victorian…
Stabbing belongs to that generation of American bands that grew up with the idea that technicality and brutality don’t exclude each other,…
Thomas Eriksen never truly deviates from his path, and that’s precisely what makes Mork fascinating to follow year after year. With Syv,…
Siamese has never hidden its ambition to blur the boundaries between metalcore, pop and alternative rock, and Elements pushes this logic of…
There’s something exhilarating about the way Mother Vulture refuses to settle down. On Mother Knows Best, the Bristol band condenses the stage…
There is something profoundly unsettling about the way Bizarrekult manages to blend raw rage with an almost chamber-like melancholy. Den Tapte Krigen…
There’s something almost provocative about the way The Warning opens ERROR: three sisters from Monterrey, raised on viral covers, who decide to…
Some records arrive without fanfare and impose themselves through sheer sincerity alone. Echoes from Deep November belongs to that rare category. The…
There’s something slightly vertiginous about rediscovering Cancer Bats after the departure of a guitarist who had shaped a good part of their…
Conan has never needed nuance to exist. From Liverpool, the trio has been building a cathedral of maximum-slowed riffs for years, and…
With The Accuser, Abigail Williams closes one chapter and opens another in the same breath. Ken Sorceron’s band spent years shedding its…
With Fragments of a Bitter Memory, Dying Wish immediately establishes itself as a band that shows no interest in seducing gently. The…
With Grin, Coroner closes a cycle and opens a door it will never truly walk through. The Zurich group, accustomed to labyrinthine…
With Omega, Epica closes what the band presents as a trilogy started years earlier, and the album carries this ambition like a…
After The Valley, which opened an unprecedented emotional breach in Whitechapel’s sound, the Knoxville band returns with Kin, still produced by Mark…
Stick to Your Guns return with Spectre, an album that lives up to its name: that of a band seemingly haunted by…