Brutally Delicious, from metal chef, filmmaker, and podcaster Bruce Moore, is the long-running cooking show where bands cook their favorite dishes at home. The latest episode features industrial noise artist Antimozdebeast, cooking up a dish of “The Pasta of your Dreams” a.k.a. Chicken Pasta and plays a song for fans! Watch the video below and take some notes on the fill ingredients list. AntiMozdeBeast will release their new full-length album, The Red River this spring on Bandcamp and is for fans of Nine Inch Nails, Skinny Puppy, The Body, Author & Punisher, and more! Continue reading
If ever two bands were put together in order to aurally depict the turgid, depressing slog that is Life In Northern England Under An Elitist Bunch Of Fascists, it’s Liverpool’s Bodies on Everest and their Newcastle-based touring chums Lump Hammer. As joint release Whelmed (Inverted Grim-Mill Recordings) is a “split”, one would expect around half-an-hour of bile and Sludgy hostility: but as if to ram home the belief that There Is No Hope, this thing grinds along morbidly, relentlessly, for a full hour and forty minutes. Continue reading
US Sludge experimentalists The Body make such a habit of collaborative projects that one would think the duo aren’t overly happy in each other’s company. Everything That Dies Someday Comes Back (Sacred Bones Records) is the second such outing with US Industrial noiseniks Uniform and it contains every dystopian soundscape you’d expect. Continue reading
Throughout their recent collaborative works with Full of Hell and Thou, Portland noise conjurers The Body have released their seventh studio album I Have Fought Against It, But I Can’t Any Longer on Thrill Jockey, leaving listeners shaken with content dejection. The experimental duo, Lee Buford and Chip King, have been testing the definition of ‘heavy’ since the early 2000s but this body of work has finally shattered the preconception. Continue reading
The Body and Full Of Hell released their Ascending A Mountain Of Heavy Light EP last month, and as Ross said in his 7/10 review, these two bands “continue to push the boundaries of what qualifies as music.” In case you’re still unsure about picking it up or not, Thrill Jockey is streaming the entire EP online right now. Continue reading
The Body and Full Of Hell are no strangers to collaborations or to each other, as both acts have teamed up in the past together and individually with some of the undergrounds best bands (Thou, Code Orange, Krieg etc). One Day You Will Ache Like I Ache (Neurot) was an assault on the senses, and you’d expect nothing less from both bands, but with Ascending a Mountain of Heavy Light (Thrill Seeker) they look to push the boundaries of what qualifies as music even further. Continue reading
The Body and Full Of Hell have joined forces for a collaborative release coming this November, dubbed Ascending a Mountain of Heavy Light via Thrill Jockey Records. Hear the first track over ‘Earth Is A Cage’ below. Continue reading
Formed in Asheville, North Carolina in 2013, All Hell aren’t exactly the type of band you would expect to discover in such an unassuming and picturesque mountain town. Located in the shadow of the Blue Ridge Mountains, the main pastimes in Asheville appear to be walking, shopping, eating, drinking beer, and taking in the scenery. Certainly not listening to Black Metal/Deathrock/Punk/horror-influenced Thrash Metal. Continue reading
A collaborative effort between two or more bands is not an unheard of concept, especially within our world’s more avant garde entities, from the sublime – Scott Walker and Sunn O))) – to the not so good (Metallica and Lou Reed just to open a can of worms). Experimental extremists The Body are certainly no strangers to such work, with their previous collaborations with the likes of Thou and this release with black metallers Krieg (At A Loss).
The first thing to note is how dissonant and visceral this release is. As with their previous joint works, The Body choose to bolster the white rage intensity of Krieg, building on a distinctly metal record with their dark traits. Rather than the more distinctive black metal blast beats however, this is much more electronic based, programmed beats, high pitched frequencies and feedback and a bulldozing pace, albeit with Neill Jameson’s piercing growls and shrieks on top.
This clash of raw black metal and the mechanized and programmed beats match up so well in what is an equally horrifying, dizzying and hypnotic effort, while Jameson’s vocals add an even weightier punch of pure terror as this conveys the absolute epitome of dismay and filth.
This is extreme metal crawling to its warped and perverse limits, dragging it kicking and screaming to the future.
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If I learned anything from spending my Saturday afternoon at the Paradise Rock Club in Boston it’s that silence can be crushingly heavy. That’s if coupled with the right music and atmosphere of course.
And there was music. And what wonderful music it was. Concrete like slabs of riffs and drums that slammed like vault doors. Unnerving electronics drowning in waves of feedback squeal. But between the noise and the fury, all four performers, Neurosis with support from Sumac, Brothers of the Sonic Cloth and The Body had nothing to say between their numbers. It was eerie, yet quite refreshing. I’ve been to too many metal and hardcore shows, so I’ve grown accustomed to frontmen demanding for circle pits or to throw the horns in the air. Not the case here. Just a whole lot of heavy.
The Body took the stage first and set the mood with a sound that I can only describe as a future Eyehategod that travelled back in time to preach of the upcoming apocalypse. The only thing harsher than their cold electronic noises were the nihilistic shrieks let out by guitarist Chip King.
Seattle legend Tad Doyle (TAD, Hog Molly) was next with his newest musical endeavor, Brothers of the Sonic Cloth. Despite being involved in extreme music for close to 30 years, Doyle can still churn out Sabbath strength riffs in rippers like ‘La Mano Poderosa’ and ‘Unnamed.’ Interestingly, Brothers of the Sonic Cloth’s self-titled début (Neurot Recordings) was just released earlier this year, but they ended their set a new song not featured on that LP, ‘Magnetar.’ New music so quickly? No complaints from me.
I was very excited to get to see guitarist and vocalist Aaron Turner’s new and bone snapping project, Sumac, live as I am still mourning the passing of the mighty Isis (Boston band, not terrorist organization). While they may lack the melodic touches or musical finesse that Isis was displaying in their mid to late years, Sumac is as crushing live as they are on their debut The Deal LP (Profound Lore). Personal highlight was watching skinsman Nick Yacyshyn pound out the jazz freakout in the middle of ‘Hollow King.’ Bearded wonder Turner says he intends to keep Sumac going as a full time band. Let’s certainly hope he does.
But for all the intensity and knee-buckling volume that the aforementioned bands brought, nothing was quite like watching Neurosis live. Few bands can make thrash and death metal sound quaint, but Neurosis is one of them. Eschewing their elaborate visual presentation of yore and going for a more spartan aesthetic, these rugged Oaklanders took the stage with no backdrop and sparse lighting. This after all was their most wide reaching tour in more than ten years, so the music was front and center. The set moved almost as an ocean ranging from the more passive sounds of set opener (and highly underrated) ‘A Sun that Never Sets’ and ‘My Heart For Deliverance’ to the earth rattling bits like ‘The Doorway’ and ‘Times of Grace.’ While they covered a wide selection of their discography, tracks from early Neurosis standards Souls at Zero and Enemy of the Sun were unfortunately absent.
And just when you thought you had reached the zenith of heavy music, Neurosis closed with the song. The title track. I think you know this one. A certain little song called ‘Through Silver in Blood.’ If you’re like me then you’ve heard this song about 4 million times in your room or car, but live is a different animal. As soon as the opening sample kicks in you will feel something otherworldly seize your spine and it won’t let go until the final pounding tribal rhythms. The audience was in a full trance. And as soon as it ended they walked off the stage with nothing to say. Musical bliss finally had been achieved.
It may have possibly been the heaviest show I have ever been too, but at the same time it didn’t necessarily feel like one. I now learned that I could live without some obnoxious frontman shouting to mask his insecurities. If your band is truly heavy then don’t say a word. We’ll know how extreme you are by the silence and the storm that follows it.
WORDS BY HANSEL LOPEZ