Ken: Stop! Look! Sing Songs of Revolutions!”
On first listen it’s completely devoid of hooks, and a second run-through would have been pure drudgery, really.
Lilys: Everything Wrong Is Imaginary
Finally an alt record that takes all the Franz Ferdinand Mini-Mes by the neck, rubs their faces in the lackluster heaps of discordant doodie they
Wolves In The Throne Room: Diadem of 12 Stars
Pentagram-festooned albums have been pouring out of the sky ever since Venom singer Cronos proved to the world that even a knob who pretends to worship Satan can get studio time (and maybe more, dude, nudge nudge nudge) with a painfully hot babe like Kate Bush.
Eric Saeger’s Random Reviews and Artless Critiques
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Sevendust: Next
Buzzing with a Protestant work ethic that would put Donald Trump to shame, Sevendust took their advance money from Universal and have been spending it as if it had come from a political organization, busying themselves at a campaign trail of odd but strategic guest appearances at motorcycle races, special radio meet-and-greets and anything else short of toastmastering a Weight Watchers meeting.
Eric Saeger’s Random Reviews and Artless Critiques
A look at some of the newest in underground releases