But I'm not as tired as a normal person should be at this hour. Probably this fucking Mountain Dew, also known as Cancercola, that I recently imbibed. I don't know, it tastes so lovely, has the most caffeine of any mass marketed (non-energy drink) soda in stores (which is always a plus), but what the fuck is glycerol ester of rosin? Well it's in it. I just put whatever that is in my body.
Anyway, I figured I'd write a strictly review-style post, wherein I shall discuss some of the recent things I've been spinning on the Victrola (no, not really). Since I refuse to review anything I don't know I'll have a palate for (to some extent), I refuse to comment on the new Emmure LP that just farted into stores. I haven't heard it (besides the myspace releases), but I'm sure it's a soulless, odoriferous mess of retarded diarrhea.
Well, I guess that counts as a comment. Sorry, I couldn't resist but let you know how much I wish they all decided to be polka musicians instead. Now that might be brutal.
Behemoth - Evangelion
Those of you not familiar with Behemoth, start becoming so. Honestly, if you listen to metal at all, and have not heard anything by these Polish wizards of Satan and make-up you're really missing out. On Evangelion, they seem to have (to some extent) embraced a more American vision of the direction and progression of death metal, and more specifically, the Metal Blade vision of said direction. Some could hate this, in theory, but they don't really matter. Instead, let's focus on how awesome this album is for people. Using sometimes 3 vocalists chanting at once, blisteringly fast guitar work, and the skills and hands one of my favorite bassists in death metal, they mold a dark portrait of reality out of Satanic Playdough, right in your fucking inner ear. Please listen to this, it is utterly perfect, likely going to be the death metal release of 2009, thanks to Cannibal Corpse failing at Evisercation Plague. Favorite Track: Transmigrating Beyond Realms ov Amenti. 9/10.
As Tall As Lions - You Can't Take It With You
This is not metal, hardcore, or anything most you probably would like. But you never know, and I can't help but talk about it. So sit the fuck down, stop jerking it for four seconds, and understand: this is the best indie band out right now, hands down. Actually The Dear Hunter is. Shit. Well, whatever. Their first big release, a self-titled LP from 2006, really turned heads, harking back to bands like The Police, krautrock (Can!), 80's alternative/shoegaze, with the modern Empiric sound with which Thom Yorke and Radiohead has blessed us. Overall, it was heart-wrenching, bittersweet, brilliant modern music LP, and best of all, it all felt like a coherent whole without flailing into silly conceptuality. This album really turns the Can up, and the pop-rock down, which is a neutral move for me, though I know people will be missing that first album, because they just don't think hard enough. This release is not as good, for different reasons however. The songs on the self-titled are simply to memorable, too perfect, especially together, as they are. But this album has some incredible gems, like Circles, Sixes and Sevens, and Duermete. I hear a little Unforgettable Fire sort of ambience too? Ah, that's so refreshing. Favorite Track: Duermete. 8/10.
Thrice - Beggars
I'm not going to ramble on this one. Simply amazing, can't wait to actually buy the CD itself. But until then, I'll hold off on a review. Just know: it's basically beautiful, hopefully will go down as their best record ever. Thank God they said goodbye to pop punk.
Success Will Write Apocalypse Across the Sky - The Grand Partition and the Abrogation of Idolatry (*breathe*)
This mouthful is actually pretty good. Surprisingly from the name, they are not a crappy deathcore band, they are grindy till the cows slam dance home. (Kind of a funny site, and much funnier with this band being playing in the back ground). But honestly, all genre-names and that bullshit aside, this band is worth a listen, and stop fucking judging bands on their stupid names.
There's also the new Oh, Sleeper, but I'm too tired. Goodnight lovers, keep deciding to rejoice in internetish splendor.
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