12/21/2024

Undead Goathead

Dedicated to metal, music, and mischief.

Losfer Words

Writers block sucks. At least it’s a full moon tonight; maybe the werewolf vibes will make me cool by sunset. After an all-nighter analyzing Wagner’s Tristan Und Isolde, I’m pretty sure that love itself is nocturnal. Anyway, there’s a show at W21 tomorrow, featuring Santa Fe metal bands Grinkai (funky death metal) and Savage Wizdom (heavy power metal), as well as Albuqurque rockers Until Chaos and Mono Stereo. All ages, Five Bucks, show starts at 7, no drugs or violence.

Easter Sunday gives us another leviathan of a show, courtesy of Joe Angel Productions. Keep in mind, this isn’t just any ol’ gig; This is the damn Metal Alliance Tour 2012. That’s pretty badass, even for JAP standards. Devildriver is just plain epic, a modern gem of contemporary Metal. Job For A Cowboy has a weird name, but brutality to die for. Impending Doom has cool vids, but I’ve never seen them in concert. Wretched has a melodic style, almost emulating the great Classical artists, and a virtuosity that is rarely seen in most Metal acts. I stil don’t know what I should think of The Faceless, they remain an enigma to me.  3 Inches Of Blood features righteous, shreddy guitars and screaming vocals, reminds me of old Armored Saint. If you’re on my blog and don’t know about Dying Fetus, I don’t know what to tell you. They’re fucking intense, and you’re not worthy.  Local bands include From Sacrifice To Survival and Fields Of Elysium… The former is relentless and chaotic, the latter is painstakingly technical. They’re both amazing, despite, or even due to, these different musical styles.

…Shit, so far this looks like a carbon copy of my previous post. I guess I’ll jazz things up by reminding everyone that The Devastated were recently signed onto Century Media Records, now amongst the ranks of Heavy Metal titans such as Iced Earth, Arch Enemy, and In Flames. They deserve some mad props for this milestone, so show some support and check their tour dates. Or at least buy a fucking T-shirt.

Cheryl is still lost for words. I’ll post again when my brain is more functional.