I frankly never thought I’d write a 0/10 review. And those are, come to think of it, described as ‘dead on arrival’ in our ranking guide. Such a – thing would need to be more than abysmally bad and really point to a band on their way out of their very own predicament.
Over the more than 10 years of RMR in action, we have had exactly two (2) full-length pieces ranking at 1/101/2, but never a zero-level event. And this gives you an idea as to how rare true garbage pieces are over here.
Ah, the RMR n00b carousel is turning again in 2026. Who would have thought that? This time with At The Gates, destroying metal objects since 1990 with some significant absences in between. Yet another band with a proven track record furthering the metal cause. But one that – for some reason – did not make it onto our roster until now.
Now, this here record, ominously called The Ghost of A Future Dead, is going to be a weird one to review. RMR will be commenting on a record interpreted by a dead man. At The Gates lost … [...] Click to raid more!
Oyez, oyez, oyez, ye people of the lowlands! Wolfbastard are up to their gruesome ways again. And their fury is blazing hot, enough to chase Lucifer away. The last time over, they mercilessly hammered robed priests to a pulp. This time, they take an unholy liking to broken bottles in dark street corners. It’s a blood-soaked business, this punkish Black Metal thing.
But never forget, the beast is lurking right behind you, so be careful with those tools, will ya? It seems that this Manchester place leads people into evil deeds, so the whole setup kinda fits the mold. That … [...] Click to raid more!
Ready for a secret from the RMR office? Choices of what or what not to review are sometimes driven by mood. Specifically, by bad mood. And this time, the RMR crew still finds itself on a never-ending cold turkey trip. Abrupt removal from the beach and its delights does that to us, and it turns us into grumpy and cantankerous bitches.
So, what better idea than to waltz down some psycho-punk horror lane straight into the smelly puddles lining the metal underground? ‘Xactly, none whatsoever. A place where sanity flies out the door and is replaced by the dredges of … [...] Click to raid more!