Outkast "ATLiens" (1996)

Following up on 94's "Southernplayalisticadillacmuzik", Outkast's second album is a relatively big side step from the cultured southern character established on their debut. The album cover stands out as a Hip Hop record for its cartoon inspired graphic and primative 3D fonts. The logo and price an added oddity that as a whole is reminiscent of old Playstation games, at least for me. The cover hints at a strong sense of theme that is present throughout in the production and lyrical content. Reflecting on their commercial success and maturity as people, Andre and Big Boi focus on introspective and social topics in that lyrics that address family responsibility, urban life and a sprinkling of extraterrestrial activity that often feels like a metaphor for social alienation, the name being a combination of Atlanta, where the duo are from, and Aliens.

The theme established is played out well on this record which comes with a thick consistency from track to track. The production opts in for tight, crisp kits and constructed loops that provide a strong backbone for the raps without being bombastic or hyped, they subtly impress with quality and no cheap thrills. Working with the drums a cautious, paranoid bass line creeps around these tracks in the deep low end, playing out paced out grooves that break often to utilize its own absence. The two have a minimalist chemistry the sampling amplifies through quiet samples of various instruments and sounds that leave a big air in the mix for the duo to fill with their raps. Most tracks are devoid of hooks and melodic leads, the samples paint the atmosphere cautiously with alien, out of space sounds and noises to complete the sense of theme so strong.

Big Boi and Andre both shine on this record with continually engaging lyricism taking us through their introspections and thoughts that come with a handful of memorable lines and thought provoking lines, especially with their attitude towards women that displays a lot of change and maturity. With the musings on fame the two show a level headed character not phased by the ego or illusion success can bring. Their engaging intellect is a strength from a record that has no cheap thrills, needless violence or boasting. Solid lyrical content that feels like a breath of fresh air for this listener, despite it being almost 20 years old.

Overall I felt this was a solid, absorbing record, but maybe not one to pick up too often. The calmer vibe and subtler approach is a two edged sword that doesn't fit every mood, but in the right one this stands tall. It wasn't till I started to write that the era crept into my thoughts, this was 96 and a solid execution of new production ideas that were emerging at the time. This was also the beginning of the bling bling era and the record is rather bi-polarizing of that direction. In retrospect this album's importance and significance could be something I overlooked when gathering my thoughts, but for now I will look forward to obtaining their third "Aquemini".

Favorite Songs: Two Dope Boyz, Atliens, Wheelz Of Steel, Elevators, Mainstream, 13Th Floor

Rating: 8/10

The Smashing Pumpkins "Machina - The Machines Of God" (2000)

Its been some time since I last listened to the Pumpkins, we last left off with "Adore", an album that marked a shift within the band that set them on a different path musically. Suffering the departure of drummer Chamberlin and brain of the band Corgan going through a deep depression, the shift is considered the end of their "classic" era and has since left fans divided on the bands musical output after this point. I found Adore difficult to fully appreciate, but it wasn't till after a wrote my blog and put it down that the melodies and echoes started to play in my mind, and picking it back up I really grew to love and appreciate what it was about. Having not been especially swooned by this record I'm wondering if it will follow suit with Adore, a record that absence grows fonder.

Machina sees the return of drummer Chamberlin and departure of bassist Darcy, but not a change that makes a drastic impact on the record, even with their drummer reunited the drumming has the stiff looped feel of Adore. On first listen their is a lot that feels like a progression from it, theres a thick ethereal ooze of airy noise between instruments, many acoustic moments alongside the return of distorted guitars that are fitting of Corgan's style that blurs the lines of Rock and Metal. It is a sound certainly identifiable as Pumpkins, but only lives up to their reputation in the strong moments of this record, of which their are many, but as the record draws on there are some less attentive tracks, namely "The Imploding Void" and "Glass And The Ghost Children", fifteen minutes that fall flat. Machina was originally proposed as a double album, and after being rejected by the record label the second half was released online for free the same year. One of the first records distributed online free of charge.

The strengths of Machina come from Corgan alone, his voice cruises over lush ethereal tonal guitars ringing out in a haze of distortion and melodic acoustics. Either jamming out a riff or parading a thoughtful lead, his voice coursing over the airy soaked layered sound is comforting and warm from track to track. The other instruments don't quite speak in this volume, the bass muddles on with a basic groove behind each riff and the drums are not as adventurous as they have once been, but its looped feel and contained approach may server as a better backbone for what is an indulgent and intoxicating sound on its best songs. On its quieter tracks Corgans ideas feel solid but just fall short in execution as the mediocre suffers the flow set by some of Pumpkin's best songs with "Stand Inside Your Love" and "The Sacred And Profane". Time will let me know more about this record, I certainly found some gems here, but as a whole it didn't quite smooth out.

Favorite Tracks: The Everlasting Gaze, Stand Inside Your Love, The Sacred And Profane, This Time, Wound

Rating: 5/10

Haken "Visions" (2011)

Following up on my enjoyment of English Progressive Metal band Haken's debut "Aquarius" I had to check out there second release "Visions". Continuing from where the first album left off, Haken bring us another installment of there grand progressive form that sees no major shift in style or sound. "Aquarius" told us a fantasy tale revolving around a mermaid, and "Visions" comes fit with an equality solid, but vastly different, theme as a boy sees visions of his own death in his dreams, the lyrics tell a story of his life spent avoiding the knowledge of his impeding death. Its an interesting step from humorous fantasy to fearful introspection, but on the surface of the music its barely noticeable, the music operates on the same theatric level as before, giving us another epic serving of their unique flavor of Progressive Metal.

The record opens with an instrumental number that sets a tone and lays down some of the main themes heard in this album. Followed by "Nocturnal Conspiracy", the albums first lengthy epic, we are gently brought into the story with Ross Jennings soft and tonal voice narrating and hitting sublime notes as the song gradually intensifies. It builds to a moment where everything parts and a gorgeous piano lead gracefully enters over ringing guitar distortion and subtle strings and horns. Its a distinctive moment, one that revisited a couple of times. The following instrumentation really dives into quickening melodic leads exploring scales in a style reminiscent of Nobuo Uematsu's approach to progressive leads, it was a vibe I felt over and over in the better moments of this record, although a strength of this record was its consistency, continually impressive and well put together there wasn't a single dull moment. Progressive music of this nature is forever winding through passages and moments that its almost impossible to summarize, for all this album goes through it ends on a powerful high as the album's theme falls into place with the title track "Visions" a twenty two minute epic that ties everything together.

It should come as no surprise the record sounds great. Moving forward from "Aquarius" the fidelity has only improved. The kits got a lovely punchy bass kick, big spacious tom drums and a rounded snare that add up to create a kit for purpose, capable of theatrics and Metal rhythms. The strings and symphonic elements are exquisite, sounding almost real at times. Theres a great continuity, as the electronics and strings always participate and linger in the background when not in the forefront. It all ads up to a lush and capable sound thats fully utilized by grandiose musicianship. Visions is a strong record, self realized and stimulating, it conjures up a grand show of sound.

Favorite Tracks: Nocturnal Conspiracy, Portals

Rating: 7/10

Bauhaus "In The Flat Field" (1980)

With a recent exploration into the origins of Gothic Rock, Bauhaus's "In The Flat Field" was one I picked up alongside Christian Death's "Only Theater Of Pain" & The Cure's "Boys Don't Cry". It's a Post-Punk record thats been hailed by musicians as a hugely influential one, making them a "bands band" in some regards. The Post-Punk era is a fascinating one, a time of great potential and innovation. Here we can clearly here the origins of new ideas blooming a sound of gloom and darkness arriving with a distinctive clarity of vision. The expression and musical theatrics feel void of experimentation despite that era indicating you could of labeled it "experimental" at the time. This was the groups debut record and they released another three before disbanding in 1983, leaving a short lived legacy behind them.

The record starts with its most bi-polarizing track, "Dark Entries", which starts the record of with a declining single strum note riff that rings out some chords and shifts octaves in between blazing out the dark riff over and over. Theatrical, moody vocal musing don't detract from rocking feel this track delivers, but its far from what the rest of the record offers. As "Double Dare" starts we get a different feel from the same pallet as a submarine ping introduces distorted, fuzzing guitars into a dark, hopeless atmosphere. The guitars play between crumbling drum rolls that rattle in the absence of the distortion. This goes back and forth as Daniel Ash's vocal theatrics embellish like a performer at a play, exaggerating every word. Quickly a dark and paranoid atmosphere is established and explored as the song descends into itself, heightening with Ash's tempering line "I Dare You", performing the "I" over and over. It paints a powerful image of him parading around a set as he performs.

From that point on the album plays out an hour of theatrics, bold, dramatic, audacious and artistic manipulations of sound explore the doom and gloom through screeching guitars, muzzled electronics and big, tom rattling drums. The bass diversifies itself continually with all sorts of fx pedal manipulation. It sounds terrific for an old record, the space and atmosphere is captured finely without a dated feeling. The group utilized what was available and captured there expression timelessly. I have a lot of admiration for this record, but its not one that gets me especially excited. Perhaps they captured the gloom all to well, as these songs plunge into despair they do so artistically, not manipulating it for bombastic effect, but for the art itself. Every moment is intense and gratifying, but tends to stretch on as only a couple of songs change up the pace. Terrific record, was well and truly worth my time.

Favorite Songs: Double Dare, In The Flat Field, Dive, Stigmata Matyr

Rating: 5/10

Bill Evans "The Bill Evans Album" (1971)

For as long as I can remember I have always been fascinated by Jazz music, not for just its soul, but its fade into the shadows over time. Jazz evolved and developed over several decades at a time where information and ideas moved slower. Over this time many styles, ideas and "sub genres" formed before its eruption in popularity in the 50s. This era gave birth to a lot of classic records which have since been forgotten by current generations following its rapid decline through the 70s and 80s. The emergence of Rock music and TV changed society in a big way, so much so that you can barely feel its legacy in modern music. With this disconnect it can be hard to find the right records for you, considering the substantial back catalog of Jazz thats available it is a sea of forgotten wonder to wade through, and its always a pleasure to find something to digest. "The Bill Evans Album" was certainly something I can dig my teeth into, having never heard of this musician before I had no idea what to expect, but alas here was a record I could dive into.

I find it especially difficult to differentiate the deeper artistic expressions in this music, for it is wildly different from modern music. Jazz is classy, bright and sophisticated. That may sound cliche, but its true. This music doesn't revolve around melodic hooks, repetition, beats or sing along lyrics. Its an entirely different construct of sound thats artistically inclined towards free flowing expression and atmosphere. Despite my love of this music, its one I struggle to articulate. Jazz is mysterious and felt beyond words, its as if a higher sense of self is reached through sound that strives for so much more than what we are. What I'm trying to say is despite my enjoyment of this record it doesn't leave me with much to say.

"The Bill Evans Album" is another liquid record that gracefully jams through lush fields of indulging Jazz as Rhodes keys, bright pianos and a walking bass groove vibe back and forth from one another as the kit guides them with gentle timbering ride cymbals, gracious snare fills and sensitive tom rolls. The pianos dances fluently with intricate melodics that glide through scales with a effortless free flowing spirit, signs of a great pianist at work. The bass is often a quite mode of groove, hammering away behind the Rhodes and piano, it occasionally steps into the limelight as all instruments do at one point or another. Its a warm record to feel good with a touch of introspection, more so that acceptance. With no hooks or obvious "moments" to point at, its a fluctuation of feels that wash over at their own desire, occasionally the Rhodes and piano chemistry peaks as captivating melodics overlap in brief instances. Another record in my collection, but nothing on par with the classics.

Favorite Tracks: Funkallero, Re Person I Knew

Rating: 6/10

Berlin "Pleasure Victim" (1982)

Searching for something a little out of my comfort zone I stumbled across "Berlin", an 80s Synthpop group who despite their name are from America, not Germany. Checking out this band in brief was a bit of a trip, a throwback to a scene barely recognizable in modern culture, but only in terms of looks and fashion. Synthpop left a resounding influence in pop and electronic music that can still be felt today, and despite a limited knowledge of the genre, this sounded like a prime example of the sound in its retroactive peak. This was when pop music exploded with rich keyboard synthesizer leads and catchy melodies, an emergence that leads us back to Krafwerk. "Pleasure Victim" went platinum in the states, it took ten years to do so, but now its success seems like something washed away in a ever evolving musical landscape.

Opening with a rigid and plastic electro bass lead, it doesn't take long for the retro sound to kick in as a hyped, glistening synth lead bursts into the fold with an almost cliche melodic lead. Rich synth strings fill the space behind as laser zaps and explosion sounds play away in the background alongside a condensed drum kit that sounds narrow and contained, but of course fitting of this style. Terri Nunn's vocals were initially a turn off, theres a raw authenticity to her voice that felt slightly contrasting to the music, there is a distance created between her traditional singing style and the glistening synths, which as time went on I found to be one of the more enjoyable chemistries on the record. Occasional guitar leads and overdriven chords bring some rock to what is fairly unadventurous record which exemplifies the Synthpop sound.

The record is short and sweet, across the 29 minutes 7 numbers play out with catchy infectious melodies that border cheesy, depending on your taste. The song "Sex (I'm A...)" grows into a cringe fest as moans and groans infest the track as it progresses. Its a thick slice of cheese between two enjoyable sides of a sandwich, which was easy to digest. After repeated listens I felt there was a lack of depth, light and cheerful on the surface the songs were simple pleasures of glittery sound of hooky melodies, but only a couple of songs had the character to stick in the mind. A worthwhile listen, but nothing especially great unless your really keen on Synthpop.

Favorite Songs: The Metro, World Of Smiles

Rating: 5/10

Enter Shikari "The Mindsweep" (2015)

For me, Enter Shikari are no normal band. They were once thee band in our local scene, playing at our schools, pubs and clubs we saw this band grow from the back garden to headlining festivals. Back when they were the unsigned hype in the UK we all knew where this band were going, they had heart and charisma, a sound they could call their own and a determination to live out their dream. I have an immense amount of respect for these four friends who started the band while still in school back in 2003. Through relentless touring and commitment to their music they have built a large audience across the world from the ground up with a DIY ethic, creating their own record label to release their music on and touring constantly, playing many clubs and venues across the land. Eight years on from the release of their debut major release Shikari have matured as musicians and this, their fourth, is their most structured and diverse record to date.

The record start of with a familiar feel as Rou gives another rousing speech regarding the state capitalist society and the problems we face with the need for social awareness, the music steadily builds intensity before breaking out into rocking riffs emphasized by sporadic synths and climatic melodic vocal leads. A warm opener for a record that got a lot to offer, Shikari's diverse sound is know for pulling many elements together, Alternative, Rock, Post-Hardcore fused with Techno, Trance, Drum N Bass and even tinges of Dubstep. The group are not afraid utilizing electronic club sounds alongside their traditional instruments. More so than ever we hear a dynamic fusion where the glistening synths and noisy glitch sounds compliment the core of the songs, giving them a rich musical dimension that never falls short to deliver delight. Whether rocking a guitar heavy breakdown, a moving rock ballad or slamming drumstep break, they find cohesion between the diversity of styles and write effortless music which further incorporates raps alongside the scream and clean vocals, even a Symphonic element is present with some soft strings dropping into particular tracks.

The albums production is classy, with so many instruments at working its great to hear them meld effortlessly, aided greatly by the production from Dan Weller of Sikth. Beyond the flush sound, the music itself is positive, upbeat and full of good vibes as the album courses through tracks that focus of the best of their diversities. Each track feels characteristically different from its predecessor and all of them are pack with musical moments you look forward too, whether a melody, riff or hook every song is filled with something to enjoy and despite being such a varied record is flows effortlessly. Its the first time I had listened to them and not yearned for something like the old classics "Sorry Your Not A Winner" etc. Shikari have matured, but here it really came together, firring on all cylinders. There was only one downside to this record, the lyrical content. Not much resonated with me, or even grabbed my attention, but that is no fair critic as words and lyrics often go right through me. Its been great to see the band progress, but here I hear their flame grow strong, a terrific record that sets them on a path for great things.

Favorite Songs: Anesthetist, The Last Garrison, Myopia, The Bank Of England, There's A Price On Your Head

Rating: 9/10

A$AP Ferg "Trap Lord" (2013)

"Trap Lord" is the debut album of New York rapper / producer A$AP Ferg, a member of the A$AP Mob, a Hip Hop collective consisting of 14 members who have been active since 2007,  finding success in recent years. I found my way to this record looking for "Trap" music, a term used in Southern Hip Hop in the early 90s that has seen a wave of revival and innovation in recent years in both Hip Hop and Dance music. "Trap Lord" was a record of two halves, one great, the other awful, so we will start with the good. 

There is a stylistic formula at work on this record that doesn't take long to break down. Ferg's production follows some core principles that doesn't stray to far track to track. The kits are tight, sharp and cut finely. Crisp claps and snares groove with sudden kicks that leave a big space that even the sterile hi-hats don't touch, they rattle and stutter at varying tempos creating dynamic grooves that even the occasional reverb soaked snare doesn't touch. It leaves much room for the instruments to fill and the compositional arrangements have their own style not afraid to bring in minimalism with frequent kick and snare dropping. Filling the space the kit leaves are minimal leads from a variety of electronic sounds that rarely move beyond one or two layers. The melodies are simple, consisting of a few notes that repeat over and over. Its easy to strip down, but built up these songs build a contrasting air of swagger and paranoia that paint an image criminal wealth and looking over your shoulder. Further stylizing the sound, the vocals come with distant echo affirmation shouts and aren't afraid of using pitch shifts and effects in places.

Ferg's rapping is both rigid and laid back, his flow is often tight and repetitive, choosing words to fit a tight rhythm that loops over, occasionally Ferg suddenly shifts gears to double the tempo of his lyrics. Spitting stiff his tone and delivery is contrasting, sounding casual, often slurring or drawing out words, mispronouncing to fit a rhyme he creates a lot of substance and style. But thats where the good ends for me, the lyrical content of this record his ruthlessly misogynistic and graphic. Between boisterous sexism and degrading imaginary their is little substance that grabs me. Not a line sticks in the mind, even if the flows are enjoyable what their rapping about is hardly. On "402" and "Dump Dump" Ferg hits a low as he shows his self centered moral-less attitude, glorifying his promiscuous behavior and rubbing salt in the wound, depicting his victim crying on the record. I enjoyed the instrumentals, but the lyrical content leaves nothing to return to once the beats dry out.

Favorite Songs: Let It Go, Shabba, Lord, Hood Pope, Fergivicous, Cocaine Castles

Rating: 5/10

Madball "Set It Off" (1994)

Madball are a Hardcore group from New York who formed in the late 80s and released this, their first album, in 1994, a post prime era for the Hardcore Punk / Crossover Thrash sound they deliver so boldly on this record. It exemplifies the energetic, attitude driven approach laid down by Hardcore bands in the 80s and delivers them in an easy to digest package that makes for a reasonable debut record.

In twenty six minutes Madball shred through 14 tracks of fist pumping, adrenaline soaked aggression. Focused tight palm mute crunching and power chord slamming, the guitars guide these songs to their grooves fit for mosh dancing. A ruthless atmosphere is built as the kit punches tight bouncy rhythms between the crisp snare and thudding base kick, the guitars delivering riff after riff of Hardcore fueled aggression. To no surprise the themes put across through Cricen's gruff shouts are of mental attitude. Pride, honor and respect, telling stories of personal betrayal, justice and the strength to deal with the hardships people put each other through.

The album starts of with a bang as their best songs slam down the thrashy aggressive dance friendly riffs to get you pumped and fired up with an attitude, dropping the tightest grooves and catchy shouts the record has to offer, as it stretches on the intensity loosens and songs get shorted, never quite reaching the energy and momentum the record starts with. Its a decent record, but only in its best moments.

Favorite Songs: Set It Off, Lockdown, New York City, Down By Law

Rating: 5/10

Tombs "Savage Gold" (2014)

Tombs are an American four piece band from Brooklyn, New York. "Savage Gold" is their fourth full length release, and beyond that there is little I can say about this group. I had not heard of them before noticing this album cover, which caught my attention and so I picked up a copy. Hailed as an "experimental metal" group I was slightly bemused as to what exactly was experimental, this was one of the most straightforward and gratifying Metal records I've heard in recent memory, yet it has to be said for everything that feels "normal" about their approach to writing music, the end result certainly has a unique flavor to it that I struggle to pinpoint its origin.

From the moment this album kicks off, it offers up a familiar formula of sound most common with early Black Metal. Crisp mechanical drumming hammers out blast beats and shuffling fills in between commonplace Metal rhythms as dense tonal guitars tremolo pick slow, snaky scale progressions. Mike Hill's gruff, narrow shouts snarl and scream with the blackened music. Melodic inflections character these songs in the moments the lead guitar breaks into a cleaner sound, but for the most part they follow a typically singular, simplistic approach, climbing up and down scales with an evil, haunting vibe, utilizing tremolo picking, power chords and the occasional dischord. The group don't stray far from this sound, the tracks like "Deathtripper" and "Severed Lives" bring the pace down, and atmosphere up as Hill draws out whispering screams over menacing guitar leads.

The album has a patient flow to it, despite its blasting drums the pace is steady and many riffs and moments are drawn out, not in a hurry to leave the place they create. Its an unusual listen. To break it down there is nothing unique or special, yet as its own art it offers something subtly distinct, despite its familiarities. Its the kind of record that doesn't blow you away with any moments, but creeps up on you as it slowly wraps its tentacles around you, sucking you in. Equally so I didn't find these songs to stick in my mind, yet they are a pleasure to listen to. I think these are all signs of great musicianship that is focused on the consistency and subtleties, more so than an upfront, in your face attitude. And on a final note, the kit sounds gorgeous, the snare has texture, the kicks rattle deep and the toms are given treatment too, one of the best sounding kits I've heard in a while.

Favorite Songs: Seance, Deathtripper, Edge Of Darkness, Severed Lives

Rating: 7/10

Russian Circles "Memorial" (2013)

Russian Circles are an American three piece instrumental Post-Metal band from Chicago who formed over ten years ago in 2004. This is their fifth full length release and my first exposure to this band who are receiving much critical acclaim at this moment in time. "Memorial" has been a curious listen for me, a slow burner of which my appreciation for has steadily grown with each passing listen. Its one that calmly drifts into the background, yet with more familiarity becomes increasingly captivating and indulgent. Its a bi-polarizing record that can be gentle and soothing in its calmer, melodic moments and morose in its dark and heavy passages that are orchestrated through dense atmospheres of metallic shoe-gazing.

With no room for cheap tricks, hooks or verse chorus structures, Russian Circles create a constant evolution of sound where each moment feel as relevant as the next. Each song expands and contracts, grows and flourishes in climactic glory before fizzling out in a wash of atmosphere that leads into the next moment. The guitars sound enormous as they wrap there selfs in layers of thick sound, achieved by reverb and echoing effects that amplify and build up the grand moods. The drumming is a commanding and driving force that guides these songs too their destination with thoughtful rhythms and crashing symbols that create a thick layer of noise above the thoughtfully composed base snare grooves that subtly magnitude the music without crashing into the spotlight.

Across the eight songs the group offer a diversity of unraveling ideas that in a fair few darker moments utilize some common Metal riffing styles in the most uncharacteristic of ways. It ends with an extension of the opening track, featuring Chelsea Wolfe's vocals that tease a glorious compliment between the two musical forces. At no point in this record is their a moment where the instrumental arrangement is questioned, but her voice brings them to another level. Its an interesting way to end the record which has proved to be an artistic endeavor of rich atmospheres and dense sounds. Although not every track hits the same level of indulgence, its a record that continues to grow on me with every listen.

Favorite Songs: Deficit, 1777, Lebaron, Memorial

Rating: 7/10

Pearl Jam "Ten" (1991)

Peral Jam are an American Rock / Grunge band who rose to fame in the early 90s with the explosive popularity of Grunge. Coming straight out of Seattle, the scenes origin, the group would release their first and best selling album "Ten" in 1991. The record was not an instant success but continued to steadily sell and picked up steam the following year. It has since gone 13 times platinum in the US alone and has helped cement their place in Rock history. Despite being a seminal act of one my favorite eras of music, I had hardly ever heard the group before, so I picked up this album with very little idea what to expect.

My first impression was good, but quickly I found myself asking "Is this grunge?". Softer guitar tones, less aggression and gliding, passionate vocal leads painted a Alternative/Classic Rock feel to a record that swiftly captivated me with composed rocking grooves, subtle melodics and Eddie Vedder's mighty, captivating presence as the front man who pours an immense amount of heart into his free flowing afflictions and anthem like singing. Before I barely knew a song I found myself singing along to his wild descending ascending vocal hooks on "Alive". Singing and lyrics are often like another instrument to me, and although they sit in the forefront of much music, its not often I find myself engrossed in what their doing. I've been scratching my head trying to remember when a singer last captivated me like this, but Vedder's passioned singing is memorizing and by grabbing my attention so vividly he lets the quality of the music behind him speak volumes in a subtle magnitude, before breaking out explosively in the moments of his absence.

The chemistry between the instruments is dynamic and powerful. The group achieve a big rocking sound with no need for heavy overdrive or cheap tricks. On the track "Why Go" the guitars slam in over a glistening bass line with a mammoth, melodic groove. There is a big space in the sound, the drums rattle away orchestrating the rhythm and although feeling distant from one another they fill this space rocking out Classic Rock riffs with a jamming feel. On particular tracks the group bust out into guitar solos that have a magnetic energy to them as they wildly shred leads reminiscent of Skynnard and Hendrix over a steady bass. The more I talk about it the less I see the Grunge. This group just rock hard in a classic style, but bring a newer sounding tone and drive, complimented by Vedder's theatric perfomances.

The group also calm the mood with some dreary melodics and quieter, progressive numbers that build up big atmospheres. All of this is amplified by the subject matter of the lyrics which are surprising candid and bold. Tackling topics of suicide, depression, abortion and mental illness this album strolls through dark territory while maintaining an upbeat mood. The track "Jeremy" really pulls at the heart strings as Vedder sings tribute to a young boy who took his life in front of his classmates, a mental state reached from the abuse suffered at home and from his peers. Its a climactic moment in an album full of terrific songs, the sort that closer examination just yields more admiration of the instrumentation that can sometimes feel I little hidden behind Vedder enigmatic performances. A stunning debut record.

Favorite Songs: Even Flow, Why Go, Jeremy, Release

Rating: 9/10

Emperor "In The Nightside Eclipse" (1994)

As a young teen I found myself drawn like a magnet to the Norwegian Black Metal scene of the early 90s. Not long after finding my way to Metallica and Metal music I was scouring the Internet with a thirst for more. I'm not exactly sure where it started, but quickly I was ordering obscure import records from Norway, utilizing the Internet at a time when online shopping was in its infancy. Having heard very little of this music I was sucked in by the mystic, pagan artwork and before long I was picking up records from bands like Mayhem, Darkthrone and Burzum etc.. At first I barely knew what to think of this dark and overwhelming music. It was loud, a noisy claustrophobic dive into a dark and mysterious world. Somehow I knew it was the music for me, and as time went by I got deeper and deeper into this dark and wondrous music. Emperor's "In The Nightside Eclipse" was one that at the time that "broke the ice" and was the first record I really understood. Almost 15 years later I still can't get enough of this masterpiece. Last year had the privilege of seeing it played live in its entirety, something Ill never let go.

Nightside was released when the scene was in its infancy, more specifically right at the beginning of controversy and intense media scrutiny surrounding the scene as a result of the church burnings, murder and satanic rituals that had become linked to the music scene at the time. Black Metal's original concept revolved around "anti-music", the idea to intentionally make inaudible, low fidelity, harsh music that was everso rebellious in nature. Taking on a stark image through corpse paint and satanic symbols, the scene quickly attracted extremism that would result in the aforementioned controversies. Nightside is where things changed. Emperor took the aesthetics and dark sound of Black Metal, and used it to write deep and intelligent music while fusing a symphonic element into their sound, a move that at the time would of seemed "experimental" but would inspire a generation of bands to come.

A whirling storm of evil and descending eerie synths march to a thunderous noise as the record plunges us "Into The Infinity Of Thoughts", a title fit to set the tone of the vivid ride through your imagination this album will set you on. Blitzing blast beats and hazy, tin guitars tremolo pick a furious melody. Ishan's snarly, raspy screams crash into the fold with the symphonic keys, revealing their glory immediately. The vocal like choir synth expands the record into a new dimension, brining an enormity and epic feel that quickly and almost subtly shifts into one of many beautiful moments on this record. The key shifts up and the dark sound reveals hidden beauty, descending strings amplify the underlying majesty of the music and we get our first taste of what makes this experience a transcending one. Diving further into the track, it breaks from the relentless onslaught and between thunder strikes and cavernous winds the choirs calm like the quiet before the storm and then plunge us into symphonic, melodic bliss with a stunning imagery of limitless magic.

The rest of this album marches forward triumphantly through seven more tracks that further explore the principle and theme so well expressed on the opening track. Without repeating themselves, Emperor dive into the majestic eternal world and steer us through the mysterious ancient. The vivid imagery is painted through timeless riffs and choirs that make every song a sheer joy to indulge in. As the album draws close to its end the infamous "I Am The Black Wizards" plays out some of the most memorable riffs, leading the song into an epic climax as endless synths ooze their glorious absorbing sound over the bass and guitars. The song then plays into what could almost be described as a "breakdown" riff before ringing out a timeless melodic lead as the song sorrowfully concludes with Scandinavian clean vocals and snarling screams.

From a technical standpoint, this record sounds claustrophobic and messy, but more so than ever does it play into the charm of the record. The extremity of the musical delivery, the noisy shell it resides in further amplifies the distance from reality this record exists in. The dense guitar chords and thin tremolo leads are bombarded by nauseous drumming, the synths bleed their way through the wall of sound and this is where the magic happens. The keys come from a far and are absorbed into the fold, leaving a tonal wonder instead of clarity that compliments the mystic themes perfectly. Plenty of technical errors and noises can be heard, but they don't detract anything from this record as the tonal sound the mixing style achieves just amplifies the immersion and wonder. Its a strange thing to describe, as it captures the magic through what could be perceived as inferior, but thats the way it works. "In The Nightside Eclipse" is one of my all time favorite records, one that has never failed to excite and invigorate me. A timeless record I can listen to endlessly.

Rating: 10/10

Napalm Death "Words From The Exit Wound" (1998)

Here we are again with another Napalm Death record to consume and digest. Having recently covered their newest release "Apex Predator - Easy Meat" I continued, based on a recommendation from a friend, with another record from their 90s era of experimentation with incorporating elements of Groove Metal and Hardcore into their sound. Just two years after "Diatribes" I was expecting a dose of groovin grinds, slamming blast beats and head banging hooks, which the opening track "The Infiltrator" delivered like a hit to a fiend. Excited for the rest of the record, I found the mood and pace to shift direction, and within a few tracks and this album had a harder substance to divulge and after several listens I've grown fond of this record, which although feeling similar to Diatribes, its quite a different beast.

By the third track "Next Of Kin To Chaos" the tempo is calming and a slow grinding tremolo picked riff guides the song too discordant notation and progressive leads that focus on developing a mood and builds up an intense atmosphere thats not orchestrated by dizzying blast beats, or pummeling aggression. From this point forward Naplam feel co-ordinated and expressive through guitar riffs that contain tempered grooves and chugs, instead of blunt force brutality. Theres a subtle Hardcore vibe at work in the guitar rhythms that resonate tightly with themselves as the drums keep pace. This feels especially emphasized on "Devouring Depraved" as the orcherstrating drums build up suspense by crashing down on the toms with tribal instinct, for a subtle, powerful and chugging riff to slam in with the songs climax.

As the record plays out the group play through a variety of ideas that let the guitar speak for itself, aswell as bring in some "clean-ish" vocals in places. "Incendiary Incoming" is a track worthy of mention that sees Napalm step to a southern vibe with slick pinch harmonics and a bendy, shuffling groove rhythm guitar reminiscent of Dimebag. The tighter guitar and composed attitude of this record makes for one that offers more than "all out heavy". The mood and vibe of each track becomes bigger than its peak or "break out" moment, and an array of interesting compositions emerge in the quieter moments, many with a subtle Hardcore tinge to them. A strong album that does not show its colours without several listens through.

Favorite Tracks: The Infiltrator, Next Of Kin To Chaos, Cleanse Impure, Devouring Depraved, Incendiary Incoming, Thrown Down A Rope

Rating: 7/10

Slayer "God Hates Us All" (2001)

The beast that is Slayer has been blowing us away since the 80s with their devilish aggression and pummeling brutality, an undeniable force of sound that has shaped the generations of metal to come. Slayer are gods, their legacy is pioneering and there character, the soul of their music is pure enthralling chaos. Songs like "Angel Of Death" and "South Of Heaven" never fail to get the goosebumps and adrenaline flowing. They are anthems of darkness, the celebration of the evil in ourselves. Slayer paint the ugly truth in our reflection for all to see and question. To listen to Slayer is to clench your jaw and fists, bang your head until your neck hurts as the music bleeds out all your hate and aggression. In the 80s the group released a string of iconic records that stood aside from anything else at the time, and even now no one has been able to step up their sound. "God Hates Us All" was the Slayer record of my generation and one that received a mixed reception. The record got a lot of hate for incorporating ideas from the Nu Metal scene and stirred huge controversy when it was released on September 11th 2001, 10 year after the controversy with "Seasons In Abyss" being filmed in Egypt before the Gulf War.

 "God Hates Us All" is a record that deserves more credit than it gets, after the general disappointment of "Diabolus in Musica" Slayer come back with a record so violent, angry and spiteful its a dose of everything a fan could want. Departing from there traditional songwriting style Slayer reinvent them-selfs with a deafening guitar tone that bludgeons and pummels the listener with tight grooving palm mutes, slamming dropped guitar riffs and throttling thrashing riffs entwined with those haunting melodies and demonic, chaotic solos the band definitively call their own. Somehow holding the relentless pace together is Paul Bostaph's sticks and kicks crashing through the fold with booming bass kicks, a sharp, clinical snare and thunderous tom rolls. Araya's vocals are as on point as ever, possibly the greatest Metal vocalist ever, his forceful shouts are decipherable in a rage of anger and hate. They capture all the scream has to offer, but somehow he finds a stunning balance to get the words across to those less a custom with shouts and screams.

The title alone sets a vivid tone for this record. If you were to take the old testament God literally, it would be a fitting statement. Slayer see religion as a problem, and make God their enemy in a record that asks many questions of hypocritical practices in society carried out by church and government. It address those who are alienated by biblical beliefs and mocks religion and money for its apparent incompetence to solve the worlds problems. At times its clever, but mostly its not here to change your opinion, this is release of frustration and hatred best displayed on "Exile", a song that rips through curses and intense violent imagery aimed at anyone in Araya's way. His audible delivery makes for an engaging listen that will have you screaming along in anger.

Slayer do a lot right on this record. Musically they nail the influences from the trending Nu Metal scene, the guitar tone is massive, the bombastic chord riffs are executed to perfection, and at no point do they compromise their identifiable sound. From start to end "God Hates Us All" rips through track after track of aggressive hate fueled fire that burns bright. My only quarrel with this record is a lack of stand out melodic leads and unique riffs, almost everything here is working around chord driven ideas and thats fine, but Slayers best moments come from the songs that extend their theme through unforgeable leads and crazy unpredictable riffs, ie "Raining Blood". As the record draws on its hard to remember which moments stood out the most, the constant whirlwind aggression pummels on without break for a anthemic lead or riff it so dearly needed. Bloodline comes close with its breakout sing along chorus, but it doesn't come close to the classics.

Favorite Songs: Disciple, New Faith, Cast Down, Exile, Bloodline, Deviance, Here Comes The Pain, 

Rating: 8/10