Local Review: Late Night Sleep T.V. – Self-Titled

Local Review: Late Night Sleep T.V. – Self-Titled
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Late Night Sleep T.V. Self-Titled Croakfrog Records Late Night Sleep T.V. = Gary Numan + Staring at the Sea + Blondie + Rope or Bullets + Ladytron Hot Paul Michael of Downers and Corleones fame is Late Night Sleep T.V., detouring from garage towards dance in this, his solo stuff. Was 80s post-punk with gothfabulous

Local Review: My Band – Long Long Time

Local Review: My Band – Long Long Time
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My Band Long Long Time My Band = Danzig + Deep Purple + Motörhead   This is an awesome album musically; vocals sound like Jimi Hendrix + Lemmy, and the dirty guitarwork is a cross between classic rock and metal. Its major and fatal flaw is that almost every song sounds the same. I mean,

Local Review: Royal Bliss – After the Chaos II

Local Review: Royal Bliss – After the Chaos II
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Royal Bliss After the Chaos II Air Castle Records Royal Bliss = Vertical Horizon + P.O.D. For how many people can’t stand Royal Bliss, they sure show up the hatahs with After the Chaos II. Sure, Royal Bliss come from a surefire mainstream perspective, but how. This album has more catchy hooks than an 18th-century

Local Review: Sound Lab – Eat Your Pets

Local Review: Sound Lab – Eat Your Pets
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Sound Lab Eat Your Pets Sound Lab = NIN + The Bad Plus + Cat Stevens They experimental ambience was passable in the first three tracks, but really picks up in “Toy Box,” where toy percussion, discordant, creepy guitar, maggot-moulting clicking sounds and beautiful cello blend together—a perfect soundtrack to falling asleep clutching your dead mother’s

Local Review: Twilight Transmissions – Self-Titled

Local Review: Twilight Transmissions – Self-Titled
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Twilight Transmissions Self-titled Nova One Twilight Transmissions = 23 Extacy + Philip K. Dick   All-instrumental industrial annihilation brought to you by Chris Alvarado of 23 Extacy is all pleasure, no pain. Calculated repetition saturates the drone with sophistication. Everything on TT has been thought out as carefully as a Scrabble championship game, from its

Local Review: Violet Run – Trouver la Mort

Local Review: Violet Run – Trouver la Mort
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Violet Run Trouver la Mort Violet Run = The Cure + The Shroud + Love Spirals Downward   Violet Run skirts the fine line between sorrowful sincerity and fancy-pants whininess dangerously, but for the most part, are able to stick to the realm of the earnest. They’re a bit over the top, but it’s hard

Review: God Dethroned – Lair Of The White Worm

Review: God Dethroned – Lair Of The White Worm
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GOD DETHRONED LAIR OF THE WHITE WORM  Metal Blade God Dethroned = Behemoth + Krisiun + Hate Eternal + Seance   From the Netherlands, God Dethroned have been at it for over ten years now. Their first album, Christhunt, was released if I remember correctly in 1992, and received some minimal praise in the newly

Review: Mortician – Re-Animated Dead Flesh

Review: Mortician – Re-Animated Dead Flesh
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MORTICIAN RE-ANIMATED DEAD FLESH  Mortician Records Mortician = Do you really need this? Okay- Cannibal Corpse + Napalm Death + Incantation   The seventh album from the Relapse Records-professed “World’s Heaviest Band” is unleashed upon the world! Imagine tuning your guitar so low it sounds like a low-tuned bass, and your bass tuning is so

Review: Carpathian Forest – We’re Going To Hollywood For This DVD

Review: Carpathian Forest – We’re Going To Hollywood For This...
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CARPATHIAN FOREST WE’RE GOING TO HOLLYWOOD FOR THIS DVD  Seasons of Mist Carpathian Forest = Satyricon + Dark Throne + Bethlehem + Dissection   From Norway, Carpathian Forest play black metal. Not interested yet? What about seeing them live? Still not interested? What about the nude dancers they have come out on stage during every

Review: Venomous Concept – Retroactive Abortion

Review: Venomous Concept – Retroactive Abortion
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Venomous Concept Retroactive Abortion Venomous Concept’s album Retroactive Abortion has received mediocre to poor reviews in magazines larger than SLUG. I doubt any writers from those magazines spent their youth in rural Utah County searching for anything weird or obnoxious to counterbalance daily threats from rabid hicks. I don’t think anyone who looks for “pop