Dang, seriously? It’s been how long since the last article? Longtime readers of this site may remember when I had new stuff up here on the regular, even trying to squeeze in posts on my lunch break at the paying job. Although those pieces would often just be parroting news stories — which got lame after a while and have, in fact, been removed.
Maybe it’s serendipitous that a number of the beast factored in to this reawakening, but honestly, I was just tired of how the site has languished over the last six months and sixteen days. Continue reading →
J. Bennett is a self-proclaimed Masshole — the first of many things I learned about the scribe-turned-musician during our interview. He spotted the ’617′ phone number from my landline, so we also briefly discussed his growing up in Mansfield and seeing Willie Nelson at Great Woods as his first live show. But there was a laundry list of topics to get to — women in Metal, writing professionally, important life transitions — not to mention the typical tangents that break into the conversation.
The whole section on beards feels admittedly bittersweet, as I am recently freshly shorn for the first time in five years, and the seed was inadvertently planted by you, J. Bennett. Expect a followup email with both links to this article and requests for advice. I feel… I dunno… “heartbroken” is the closest emotion; that same pit of emptiness — a black sucking void — which must be either forgotten or filled (…with follicles, perhaps?).
Bedemon is the great proto-doom band that never really was, until now… and I mean that in every way possible. Yeah, we joke about the name, exposit the history, discuss legacy. But Symphony of Shadows is perhaps the best cobbled collection of posthumous pieces since the salvage of Voivod (who happens to get brought up, along with Woods of Ypres).
After a long, convoluted question with the second or third reference to “tuning down”, Geof sets the record straight on that, and even more than I expected! Continue reading →
I was either fickle or faithful that night, depending on your point-of-view.
Agalloch had again announced a tour. The pitch-black pastoral Portlandians are rarely seen in real life, so just like back in early 2011, I jumped at the opportunity to catch them. As someone who hosted a weekly live Metal Monday gig and frequented heavy live actions in Vermont or Montreal, I missed the energy, the camaraderie, the completely fucking different feel of my favorite bands in front of me. So of course I’m going to Agalloch. We didn’t say these kind words about them and include the band on three of our ‘Bestof2010’ lists for nothing.
The day had finally come—we were off to Roadburn. We’d waited on bated breath since we bought the festival passes late last year (fortunate, since it sold out in 7 minutes) and it was finally time to experience the awesome, unique vibe at this small heavy music festival.
I love Grey Skies & Electric Light. It was my favorite album as of the original interview on 2012Mar29, and is still frontrunner six weeks later. Death always weighs heavy with Woods of Ypres, and the loss of founder David Gold brings a bitter denouement, as the music still rings sweet stabs every time. Much of this perfection was honed because of Joel Violette himself, and we speak at length about the development of Woods 5, straighten out confusion behind the various release dates and track listings, explore many memories of David (including his myriad looks through the years), and touch on Joel’s other project, Thrawsunblat, which he describes as “raw black melodic folk metal with a Atlantic Canadian twist”. We bookend with some of the new album—beginning with some of “Lightning and Snow” and concluding with “Kiss My Ashes Goodbye”.
[I decided to initially post as audio-only, but transcription may be added in the future. —Ed.]