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Happy International Bacon Day! This is probably not Black Flag endorsed.
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Chris Hemsworth AKA Thor is a metalhead
The record commences finding Black Spiders on familiar territory, with ‘Knock You Out’ and ‘Stick It To The Man’ proving a formidable opening gambit.‘Knock You Out’ begins with a command to “Let the mayhem ensue” and, like Ronseal, does exactly what it says on the tin, with screeching guitars and wailing vocals running rampant. ‘Balls’, the album;s lead-off single, isn’t quite as great as their debut album’s breakout hit ‘KISS Tried To Kill Me’, but still pulls off campy, pouty-lipped braggadocio fantastically – cowbells and all – in that self-aware, Spinal Tap-esque way.
Reading Festival vibes.
“Over the years, we’ve basically taken a mannequin and put on underwear and layers and layers until this thing’s wearing a fucking winter parka and can’t breathe,” Zacky Vengeance explains, using the kind of analogy only a metal guitarist could. “All the heavy metal we love, from Black Sabbath to Metallica have been able, at points in their career, to take off all the layers and strip it back down to bare bones of what makes heavy metal heavy, which is pounding drums, freight train bass and in-your-face vocals and wailing guitars, and that’s it. We just stripped it down to the basic instruments and ran with it.”
This week Hugh is joined by Thrash Hits writer Gavin Lloyd to talk about Baby Godzilla, No Omega, Svalbard, Dyscarnate, Weathered Hands, Bosnian Rainbows and…Asking Alexandria?
Our friend, Adam Graham, plays in the band FACT as the “token white guy” (his words, not ours). Since Japan can be strange place, and we’ve got a man right in the middle of it, we shouted at Adam until he agree to write us a column about it. Part 1: Cod Sperm Sacs and BABYMETAL.
Listening to Labyrinth straight after The Agony is a bewildering experience. Gone are the moments of glorious fist-pumping clarity, like when the drapery falls away on ‘The Egoism’ to reveal the thunderous chugga-chugga-squeal of the riff underneath. Gone are the huge clean vocals that make you want to roar like you could bring the sky down. Labyrinth is a dogged and exhausting classically-infused epic that refuses to drop its pace; it never, not even for a second, lets you relish in Fleshgod’s unique mastery of their corner of extremity. This isn’t helped by the fact that the guitars sit far too low in the mix, making the album sound like it’s tethered to nothing in particular, being jostled around by vast classical squalls.
GURNING BASS DOG.
In this week’s Cloudcast, our entire editorial team in on the mic as Hugh is joined by Raz to talk about some of the best (and in fact, also worst) albums getting released this week, as some outright classic tracks from some of the biggest bands playing shows across the UK over the next seven days.