To save myself from eye-rollers and naysayers in regards to the use of subgenres in order to define a band's…
The Unheavenly Creatures is a mostly captivating continuation of the Amory Wars saga that cements how relevant, idiosyncratic, and cherishable Coheed and Cambria remains.
Aside from a few hiccups here and there in the overall flow of the record, I Loved You At Your Darkest is good. You'll come back to it over the next few years, as will I, because it's a solid listen through and through that showcases a band stretching out its leathery wings and taking flight beyond the fire and brimstone.
Listening to A New Kind of Horror is like mainlining adrenaline for 33 minutes straight. It's one of metal's best bands performing at the absolute top of their game and a flawless culmination of everything they have been working for for nearly two decades. This is extreme metal at its apex.
Chicago doom: invincible, immaculate, larger than life and prone to taking on the world. Trouble was of course the forefathers, but when…
While the Deafheaven comparison can be justified, Further Still emerges more like a crusty punk rocker hell bent on grinding it out like latter day Brutal Truth sporting ball hugging jeans made mostly out of patches of the super stars of Scandinavian d-beat.
Within A World Forgotten is a dizzy, dark spell of violence conjured from the depths.
With a four-year gap between records, two lineup changes and an entire rerecording, it was fair for anticipation of Skyharbor's long-awaited third album to be tempered by a reasonable dose of skepticism. Thankfully, Sunshine Dust hits the mark far more often than it misses,