LIVE PHOTOGRAPHY – MORBID ANGEL LIVE AT MR. SMALLS THEATER, APRIL 23RD, 2018

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Misc. Day – Looking Through The Glass

24320361_saSometimes being late is the only approach to a solution. This is one of those instances where Mac DeMarco had floated around in a sphere of music recommendations and personal preference, but ultimately got ignored because of the surrounding hype. Intentionally, DeMarco was raised to become one of the shining examples of how sometimes the hype can be correct around an artist.

Salad Daysis the blissful second-installment to the Canadian choir leader of relatable melancholy and regret-filled sound. It is soft on the ears, approachable, and shows a real sense of progression as DeMarco moves with the self-titled cut. “As I’m getting older, chip up on my shoulder. Rolling through life to roll over and die. Always feeling tired, smiling when required. Write another year off and kindly resign,” describes DeMarco through a glazed overcoat of plucking and cheerful acoustics and percussion that feels more warm and comforting that overpowering. The band’s sound feels full behind DeMarco as he calmly moves along the fret board in what feels more similar to a sunshine-ridden day.

While incredibly laidback and uplifting in musical stature, the lyrics are actually a depressing insight that tells multiple stories of disappointment, heartbreak, and the eventual death of innocence. With “Blue Boy,” DeMarco moves with “Blue Boy, worried about the world’s eyes. Worried, every time the sun shines… Calm down – sweetheart – grow up.” The theme of growing older in a world that is ever changing is reflected in the album’s title, Salad Days which refers to the innocence of early life and unknowing adolescences in a topic. With Salad Days,Demarco challenges the ability to blend the bitter ugliness of truth and the gentle sea breeze of music technique and power.

DS12 1211 DeMarco 0841A perfect example is the upbeat, “Let Her Go” where DeMarco explains the sense of being caught in-between on a lover. “Tell her that you’ll be there, if you’ll really be there. Separation’s supposed to make the heart grow fond, but it don’t. So tell her that you love her if you really love her. But if your heart just ain’t sure, let her go.” It is a prime example of how DeMarco can loosen the tension with instrumentation that creates a scene of unbound dance movements behind a darkened coat of emotional distress. Proven again through “Passing Out Pieces” which relies on the synthesizers to form the stomping power behind the lyrics. Mac DeMarco explains, “Passing my life, living it out with her side. Listening closely, hearing mostly. Can’t shake concern, seems that every time that I turn, I’m passing out pieces of me. Don’t you know that nothing comes free?”.

DeMarco commits to the role of being the blissful professor who can create poetry through motion. He explains on the beautifully crafted “Chamber of Reflection” that the listener must, “Spend some time away, getting ready for the day. You’re born again, spend some time alone. Understand that soon you’ll run with better men.” It is one of the bigger hits for DeMarco and it can be explained by the instrumentation that attaches very church-esque organs with the simple boom, snap percussion. As the synths then fill the gaps, DeMarco continues to repeat, “Alone again” over and over again until the instrumentation fades the record into this despair of silence.

Salad Days is an insightful look into the forming of sound and what becomes attractive to the ears. The adventurous at heart, Mac DeMarco is an artist that is known by many, but understood by so little. He takes pages out of history’s best styles and conforms them to fit a mold that is unbound by genre or energy.

Listen To Salad Days Here!!! – BandCamp/Spotify/Amazon/iTunes

New Music – The Black Mirror

a1063676546_10The Garden is a band that comes around once in a lifetime. In this experimental age of music, The Garden ignores all rules and forms a directionless drive that never follows any sense of structure. It is a wild ride from start to finish, with some pop and punk influences that can entice your heart.

With Mirror Might Steal Your Charm, there is a focus on creating something that is twisted and strange from a distance. Upon initial listening, The Garden feels like a small conglomerate effort of twins, both Wyatt and Fletcher Shears. It is, but their sound is more avant-garde, more flashy, and more intriguing that ever. With club-esque drums and percussion that forms into a hardcore two-step, the band motions to experimentation as a source of the madhouse that is The Garden. They open with “Stallion” which has a quick hardcore style with crashing cymbals, snare that pumps, and guitar that is frantic and loose. Then the tempo suddenly shifts without much warning and becomes this moving mix that taps into that inner animalistic instinct.

“Stallion catches the listener with surprise, pushing them off balance, and continuing to stomp around the room like a behemoth. With their jester appearances that shine through on the on the promotional videos and even cover album, The Garden plays a group of many tricks. With the following track, “Make A Wish”, the band moves to become more hip-hop focused with synthetic drums and a swinging boom-bap beat. Then as the lyrics form, there is a cockiness behind their stance that invokes a smile. “I don’t make wishes; I make things happen. Let the tide drag me out, find my own way back… My partner and I, we don’t take shit. Enough getting thrown around to cog a toilet.” While coming off as simple in introductions, the lyrical content of The Garden is singular and stands alone in a sea of lyricists.

0004968940_10The band that never forms a true sound, The Garden shifts again as they move into “Shameless Shadow”. It is cheerful and has a polka performance on the percussion with horns and jazz influenced progression that is an avant-garde dream. The random schizophrenic synth pieces fit into this broken puzzle that has no end pieces. Not that the band is missing anything, Mirror Might Steal Your Charm is incredibly full and well-rounded in a sense of adaptability. The album just does not seem to have much structure behind, making it an experimentally outstanding album that can be recognized for the leap of faith it takes in progression.

Hard to define and even harder to pinpoint, Mirror Might Steal Your Charmtakes a sampling note from the energetic 90’s styles of grunts and laughs from supervillains. a1499650541_10With an interlude that comes within “: (“ as a phone rings, the hardcore influence punches right back into frame and delivers with a sense of aggression. The first half, however, is a rapid fire slap with a mix of authentic and synthetic percussion to build this wall of sound and distance in the mix. The Garden follows with the cheerful “Good News” where the sound is overly poppy and movement heavy. It features a strange sample of phone ringing and a bouncing snare and bass combination that feels like a Top-40 hit. Then barking dogs and 808 bass becomes the centerfold that leads the bizarre and attention-clutching band into the final moments.
The Garden takes the rule book and not only throws it out the window, but destroys any mention of the strict structure for sound. Their rules involve the chaotic, dramatic, but entertaining as they take Mirror Might Steal Your Charminto bounds almost unknown. The hard strong fight goes into the final track before The Garden fades into the abrasiveness that started the same mess.

Listen To Mirror Might Steal Your Charm Here!!! – /BandCamp/Spotify/Amazon/iTunes

Classic Day – Universal Blood

91FalLvj7LL._SX355_Type O Negative is not only a universal blood type, but they are a Goth-rock band that formed in New York with a focus of sexual, vampiric ecstasy. The band is a walking display of Halloween, the dark themes and overall sound is off-putting at times, but engages the listener and attempts to move closer to the heartstrings. It is simply beautiful in moments of Bloody Kisses, the third installment from Type O Negative that would touch into genres of something that feels like the Cure with a bite.

Led by Peter Steele, both lead vocalist, bassist, and playgirl model, Josh Silver on the keyboards and backing vocals. Sal Abruscato handles the percussion and does an excellent job with the spacious style, while Kenny Hickey directs the guitars and backing vocals. The band would tap into the funeral style and the scenery of a Hammer Film. It was these movements that made the first musical track, “Christian Woman” an anthem that reigns eight-minutes in length.

“She Needs… Corpus Christi” Steele explains, behind the growls and choir heavy influenced backing vocalization. Type O Negative manages to be painted black, but has a beautiful sense of direction behind them that glimmers with higher pinned keys and synths. With the sudden acoustic guitar that cuts halfway through, “Christian Woman” becomes graceful with a slight interlude before leaping back at the throat of the listener. Steele moves to explain, “Jesus Christ looks like me” before having a revving guitar from Hickey form with a church organ that cascades throughout the mix. Type O Negative keeps an interesting perspective on the outlook of their music and appearance of the band. With a 6’7” Steele guiding the band through the satirical lyrics and the band containing a 90’s Goth overcoat, Type O Negative was able to back their stage presence with a full sound.

25aeaf5f3790a20068e80e873982dc9dDisplayed through “Black No. 1 (Little Miss Scare –All)” Type O Negative contains this vibrancy that becomes a conductor behind the crowd. While immensely stylish, the band is actually approachable and radio-friendly with “Black No. 1 (Little Miss Scare –All)”. It is not until the halfway mark where Steele explains “Loving you is like loving the dead” as Type O Negative suddenly becomes a symphony of sound that overpowers and becomes driving. It is short lived as the mood changes again and becomes less of a drive and more of a laid back grind of a guitar and keyboard solo. The harpsichord sound that suddenly erupts takes the band through a nose dive, keeping the action of the track feeling more alive than ever with different stages to a final end of percussion and atmospheric sound to fade the band into much shorter cuts than previously shown.

With the rugged jump, “Kill All The White People” is aggressive and becomes a feedback ridden piece of anthem punching. The death growls and samples of “Kill them all” that crashes through the music with thunderous crashes strikes a different sense of fear than previously displayed. Focusing more on the horrors of war, Type O Negative clashes into a hardcore-esque percussive beats and attacks that finishes with a barrage of sampling until “By any means necessary” floods the frame.

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Other tracks like “Dark Side Of The Womb,” “Machine Screw,” and “3.O.I.F.” are strictly atmospheric and feature no instruments or singing. They are breaks in the action that actually become disturbed and act more as separate entities within Bloody Kisses.The album that stretches well over an hour comes to a final close with “Can’t Lose You”.

A final touch from the black beauty that is Type O Negative, “Can’t Lose You” is a final beg and plead that taps into the strange instrumentation and style that the band had. Bloody Kissesis an example of experimentation that works and still has that fine balance of being able to move between atmospheric and glorious, the strange with the desirable. It is a gothic dream that launches well and showed success in the final stages, just as the album began.

Listen To Bloody Kisses Here!!! – Spotify/Amazon/iTunes

Misc. Day – Overbearing Lust

a1073748225_10It is something your girlfriend will hate and your parents will not understand, it is Pittsburgh’s own Drug Lust with their 2013 release, Dusted 7”.The small, but filling EP contains just about everything that would be needed from a hardcore punk release. The overdriven guitars, the crashing percussion, bass that brings a backbone, and a vocalist that is not understood unless the lyric sheet is nearby.

The EP begins with a fuzzy, low strumming string combination that soon takes form as a low quality push into the unknown and angry. “Norway ‘92” is a fairly calm track until the vocals begin to flood into the frame and mix the equation up into a complete nosedive into the gasoline filled turnstiles. The 7-and-a-half-minute EP takes a consistent course after the first dive through the rage-filled attack of clamoring noise and persistent aggression.

Dusted 7” becomes a match made in hell with the second track being a frantic mess of sound between the blasting percussion that uses the one and two for snare and cymbal smashes, the guitar that sounds ripped straight from a higher-pitched noise installment, and the vocals that echo over the whole mix. Drug Lust has this sense of primal instinct behind their music and gives that off with the very rough, almost unpolished instrumentation and style. It is a draw to their sound though, making them stand out in hardcore for being able to move into a sound and instill new life to it.

0007261039_10The short, but capturing tracks make Drug Lust a circle-pit inducing jam-session that takes elements to form something catastrophic and unpredictable. The way the drums have this ring behind them, the guitars that follow suite and combine to create this dual attack develops an atmosphere and then relies on the bass and vocals to fill the gaps where the sound lingers.

This is shown well on “Zip Gun” which has a sense of a breakdown near the third quarter of the track. It alleviates the stress put on with the hardcore influence in the beginning and allows the build-up to become the true rising action. Amazingly, there is no lack of emotion through Dusted 7”where Drug Lust makes up most of the downtime in a still chaotic fashion.

Drug Lust has been on the radar for Pittsburgh hardcore, but their sound stays immortalized because of unrelenting force. They can capture and destroy, but it is more exciting to see them burn up the things around them in a fury with no real motivation to stop.

Listen To Dusted 7″ Here!!! – BandCamp

 

STREAMING // (Album) The Alchemist – “Lunch Meat EP”

Featuring Roc Marciano, Westside Gunn, Conway, Action Bronson, Styles P & Benny The Butcher

All songs produced and mixed by The Alchemist

Mastered by Joe Laporta at Sterling Sound.

collage by The Alchemist

Album packaging art by artbyshk.com

Listen Here – BandCamp

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STREAMING // (Album) KRIMEWATCH – “Krimewatch”

Vocals Recorded by Darren Nanos Sept. 2017.
Bass, drums, and guitar recorded by Ryan Abbott August 2017.
Mastered by Mike Kriebel.
Gang vocals by Krimewatch, Lara, and Darren.

Listen Here – BandCamp

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STREAMING // (Video) MULU – “The Attic PGH”

“3 Faces” // Listen/Watch Here – Youtube

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Christian “MULU” Holt | Vox

The Band:

Allen Bell | Drums

Aidan Epstein | Bass

Caleb Lombardi | Keyboard

John O’Brien | Guitar

Roger Romero | Sax

The Team:

Drew Bayura | Engineer

Hansel Romero | Mixing & Mastering

Sam Suter | Video