Wrote about the fun-as-hell new record from Black Wizard.
If you like your stoner rock and you like thrash, you’ll wanna check this out.
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Wrote about the fun-as-hell new record from Black Wizard.
If you like your stoner rock and you like thrash, you’ll wanna check this out.
Wrote some words on Myles Kennedy’s debut solo album over at Spectrum Culture.
It’s a solid singer-songwriter record if you can ignore the MTV Unplugged feel of it.
I wrote about the new Insect Ark record, which is very good.
If you like dark drone music, check it out.
I wrote about the debut LP from Teenage Wrist over at Best Fit. It’s easily my favorite album of 2018 so far. If you like Siamese Dream, check this out.
A behind-the-scenes note on this piece. I set up two rules for myself: 1.) No mentioning other bands in describing what TW does, and 2.) No song titles.
Over at SC, I wrote about the great new record from Good Tiger, the non-metal band on Metal Blade Records.
Think Protest the Hero if they were a straightforward rock band and you’re in the area.
Over at Best Fit, I did a short piece on Brian Fallon’s second solo LP, Sleepwalkers.
If you like Fallon’s classic rock worship, you’ll like pretty much anything he’s ever done, including this new record.
Here, he throws in a few new flavors to his Springsteen-isms. It’s not a great album, but at least give the fun lead single “Forget Me Not” a try. That, or you could just check out his slightly superior first album, Painkillers.
I wrote about the new Mammoth Grinder album, Cosmic Crypt, over at Spectrum Culture.
Solid bit of punky death metal from the drummer of Power Trip. Nothing special and nothing new from the band. It’s a half hour of evil fun, and that’s all it tries to be.
The worst kind of pop record: one that spends its entire runtime insisting on its greatness instead of actually proving it. Yeah, FOB can still write a killer hook, but it’s buried under Top 40 production with an everything-and-the-kitchen-sink mentality. (That they included the album’s title and one song title in all caps suggests partial self-awareness.) Sure, guitars make an occasional appearance, but their function is less songwriting tool than reminder of their existence. At one point Stump asks, “Are you smelling that shit?” Great question, but you should be looking in the mirror when you pose it.
Wrote about the new C.O.C. record over at Spectrum Culture.
It’s a solid record, especially given that comes 3.5 decades into their career.
If you like the Pepper Keenan-era stuff, then check it out.
I discussed the reissue of the soundtrack of the grunge era, Singles: OST.
The soundtrack is better than the movie. A quarter century later, this is true of the Singles: Original Motion Picture Soundtrack. This is no fault of the movie, which is a fine rom-com; but while the movie may have left little resonance in its wake, its great music lives on, a mix-tape of the early ‘90s that sends you back to another time. Sequencing and song choices complement each other perfectly, and its various artists didn’t just throw leftovers at quick product: there are songs here that rank among the artists’ finest. Singles: OST is also a nearly perfect primer on and microcosm of the grunge/alt-rock scene that was then nearing inescapable cultural phenomenon status (so much so that a rom-com was made around it). Indeed, as artists on its roster were going platinum, so too did the soundtrack. Think of it as Alt Rock for Dummies.
But if you were or are a fan of grunge and/or alternative rock, you knew all of this already. Discussing the solo of Smashing Pumpkins’ “Drown” and how it’s the best and worst of the band’s career, or arguing that Pearl Jam’s “Breath” would’ve made Ten an even better record is stuff for a 25th anniversary column.
We’re talking about Singles today because of the deluxe edition’s bonus disc, more than a third of which is previously unreleased material that’s not just vault-clearing fluff. Much of what’s offered further solidifies the album as the best point of entry into early 90’s rock. Demo and alternate versions of songs from the original release, coupled with the inclusion of obscure and/or defunct bands from the Sub Pop roster (i.e., short-lived grunge acts Truly and Blood Circus), alone makes this a must for fans.
Paul Westerberg’s jangle-grunge gem “Dyslexic Heart,” for example, perhaps the ex-Replacement’s finest solo moment, takes on two different forms. There’s a campfire-like acoustic take and a folky instrumental called “Blue Heart.” The former removes all the “na-na-na-na”’s (except for the bridge), adding greater emphasis to its low-key pop melody and clever, heartfelt lyrics, while the latter demonstrates that Westerberg’s songwriting easily translates between genres.
Elsewhere, the fantastic Alice in Chains live performances from the film (“Would?” and “It Ain’t Like That”) finally get a CD release, as does Soundgarden’s performance of “Birth Ritual”. Having both studio and live versions of these songs available is a joy and proves just how powerful these two bands were in either setting.
If there is inessential material here, it’s Mike McCready’s swampy “Singles Blues 1” and the “score acoustic” version of Westerberg’s “Waiting for Somebody”. While the former is a fun, two-minute instrumental jam, it’s largely a curio that really only warrants a couple listens. The latter, meanwhile, is only worth hearing if you enjoy Westerberg’s other superb track whittled down to the “Some-bod-a-hay” line on loop.
The reissue of Singles: OST arrived one day after Chris Cornell’s death, leaving an unfortunate shadow looming over it. While unintended, the soundtrack does provide an epitaph, if only because he appears across its two discs more than any other artist. This includes the final two songs of the collection, “Ferry Boat #3” and the instrumental “Score Piece #4”. Both are cautiously optimistic, yet in light of the details surrounding Cornell’s death it’s tempting to read into the final words of the collection: “And when you wake to your loss/ To blame your dreams won’t relieve you of the cost/ Help me, I don’t know what I’m doing.” It’s semi-inspirational as Cornell reassures the listener with variations on the ‘not all who wander are lost’ theme. It works both as a farewell to the greatest vocalist of the grunge era and a fitting end to the soundtrack that defined a generation.