Angry Metal Guy

Kentucky’s veteran death metal crew, Tombstalker, offer a blast from the past in a couple of ways.

Space is very metal.

Sady, it’s been a while since we’ve really heard an incredible The Ocean record.

Canadian cellist Raphael Weinroth-Browne probably needs no introduction at this point, which is a bit surprising, given that this is a metal blog.

Now canonized in the church of dark, experimental electronica, Saint Vengeur approaches us in a new(ish) form.

Long sharing an affiliation with the broader metal community, Chelsea Wolfe has carved out an eclectic, compelling career arc.

The Chilean thrashmongers in Critical Defiance have been slinging molten riffs and high-octane violence for over a decade, and on fourth LP Rivers of Blood the carnage continues.

Cloven Hoof was one of the myriad bands that launched during the NWoBHM alongside Iron Maiden, Saxon, Raven and Satan.

I love how Finland does blackened thrash metal.

I’ve been slinging positive words about the relatively unknown Aussie Goth-doom crew The Eternal since 2018, when I was first captivated by their Waiting for the Eternal Dawn opus.

As far as I know, the state of Utah is not exactly a hotbed for music festivals of the metal persuasion.

Deathcore is having an identity crisis; Lorna Shore’s breakout popularity influenced a horde of homogeneous blackened deathcore bands and became a tipping point for a genre more than happy to never evolve.

In the spirit of Noctule—Svalbard frontwoman Serena Cherry’s solo meloblack/Covid lockdown project—and their video game theming, I have lore with this band.

Dreams are no longer just the soundtracks to sleep.

The good doctor, Seuss, that is, also considered the burden of antlers.

Most of my AMG time recently has gone to tech issues 1, but I’ve been wanting to write again.

At face value, Mittags-Abgrund appear to be an act after my own heart.

Here it is.

Between reckless grooves, shimmering leads, and Byzantine riffs, those familiar with Dylan Cruz’s projects should have some idea of what Hanging Garden offers.

With the definitive Anthrax ranking done and dusted (I mean my ranking), I finally get my ape ears on the entirety of their 12th album, Cursum Perficio (Latin for “I finish the journey”).

Junior year tends to make or break a band.

What makes a random promo grab special is the absence of expectations and the ignorance of any band or album lore, at least in the initial stages.

The life of the unpaid, overworked metal reviewer is not an easy one.

It only takes the opening 1-2-3-4 salvo of Scour Order to dare believe the eternally divisive Krallice are trying to make a return to their roots.

Did you know that black metal could be fun?

Black metal and post-metal are frequently combined, but it seems to me that black metal isn’t paired nearly often enough with post-metal’s gentler cousin, post-rock.1 So, upon seeing Dark Waters of Night in our promo pile, my interest was instantly piqued.

Thunder rattles the ducts as my minions trudge through heated aluminum and flimsy copper to clean out the detritus left by endless storms.

There’s a tendency amongst folk and folk-adjacent metal bands to become goofier over time.

A year before Slayer started their thrash party, Paul “Shorty” Van Camp and Fat Leo formed their band, Killer.

Before the world was known, streams fed rivers, not wallets, and clouds held rain, not data.

Veiled in mystique, Nihil Admiral proves elusive as details about them dance outside my reach.

System of a Down are one of the strangest “starter bands” in the Metal Canon, and their smash-hit sophomore album Toxicity is one of the strangest albums to bring so many under the metal fold.

With great influences like Unfathomable Ruination, Defeated Sanity, and Unbirth to draw from, the modern brutal tech death scene is highly competitive, powerfully muscular, and ridiculously fun.

Cemented upon rebellious ideals that consistently buck the currents of popularity, the very nature of metal demands change.

The last time Jasmin Lempinen graced these storied pages, she was fronting a band of elders.1 As ‘Jess,’ Lempinen co-founded Jess and the Ancient Ones, singing on four albums for these under-heralded occult rockers from 2012–2021.

Trap a toddler, just any foundling who wanders into your snare, and he’ll tell you: maximum gross-out can never be induced by sight, smell, touch, or taste alone.

Green Lung has always flirted with metal’s ponderous weight and classic rock’s sly melodicism, uniting two musical forces I love.

Based on naming traditions and a tendency to dub groups after horrific activities, such as Cattle Decapitation or Immolation, Australian Deathcore band A Night In Texas must believe there is nothing more terrifying than spending an evening in the Lone Star

At the end of his TYMHM for Sworn’s A Journey Told Through Fire, Carcharodon proclaimed it the best record in the band’s twenty-year career.

Since getting started in 1989, Finland’s Archgoat have more than earned their place on the Mt.

I’m on a romantic music kick lately, and who can really say why.

Rapid by name, rapid by nature.

Though I’ve been aware of Australia’s Airbourne and their unapologetic AC/DC worship for years, I’d never listened to an album before picking up the promo for their sixth LP, Airbourne.