It does happen, you know. Suddenly the red alert roars off, lights flashing, and all hands on deck. Because something hit the review pipe with full force. An unforeseen record just breached this slow-moving morass and caused some of that sump to wobble dangerously with an unseemly speedy rush to the top of the list by – something. That’s usually illegal over here, but what can you do, right? If urgency takes over, then this can’t be helped. And Denigrate just accomplished that rare feat. Rules broken, egos hurt, and the RMR crew in total discomfiture? It happens, sometimes. But … [...] Click to raid more!
Well, gosh. RMR speaks to the seriously defunct. Our deckhands sometimes love to reach back into our vast collection of albums and pull out a record that didn’t make it onto the review pipe. And often, those old pieces belong – or belonged – to bands that gave up the ghost in the meantime. That’s quite sad because many of those outfits showed insane promise. But for some reason, this bunch of reviewers here didn’t pick up on it when there was still time.
So, Creeping Time from Misteyes somehow magically appeared out of the Void of Unkown Review Matter… [...] Click to raid more!
By the unholy minions of the Lightbringer. RMR’s race towards bigger and darker Extreme Metal records continues. Already our short write-up of best finds up to August 2021 yielded some juicy records.
An abundance of disquieting tunes that bask in yonder frightful halo emerging from the abode of the fiend. Stories that speak of the goat and terrible tales whispering about perverting the Bible. About the downfall of mankind and the imminent reign of the beast.
That kind of thing.
Well, Argesh and their debut Excommunica for sure rocked to the forefront of the review pipe with lightning speed. Blasphemous … [...] Click to raid more!
Our relationship with Gothic and Dark Metal has often been stop and go over the last years. True, Lenore S. Fingers won pretty high praises. Yet, other bands (somewhat) in line with Inno‘s The Rain Under, like the forgettable diatribe of Lindsay Schoolcraft, really made not much of a dent into the RMR deck crew’s cold metal hearts.
And it is often the tediously uniform singing style that rubs us the wrong way. As if someone took a fucking diary and reads from it. And, I daresay, Inno is also guilty of some of that. To what … [...] Click to raid more!