Archive for August, 2007

The Warcraft nerd formerly known as Corpsegrinder

Wednesday, August 22nd, 2007

My former WoW obsession finally sounds less ridiculous.

 In an interview with heavymetal.dk, frontman for the most well known death metal band, Cannibal Corpse, George "Corpse-fucking-grinder" Fisher went off on a tangent about a video game.

 In between spewing obsenities about gnomes and elves, he talks lovingly about his wife and children, then there's more bitching about being corpse camped whilst obtaining the elusive "Motes of Air".  Then praising the greatness of Orcs and giant cow men. The whole thing is both ridiculous and hilarious.

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Happy Birthday Ron!

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

Yes, you heard right, today is the famed Metalscape host's birthday! Everyone give him a special hello.

Divine Heresy - Bleed the Fifth

Thursday, August 16th, 2007

Divine HeresyI know that a lot of you Dino fans are have been looking forward to this album for a long time, unfortunately I have to tell you to not get your expectations up too high.

At first glance, this band may appear to be awesome and ass kicking in every way Fear Factory was in their prime. The nonstop drum assault, the somewhat simplistic yet ultimately headbangalicious riffing, and the constant quick pace which keeps the album moving along quite nicely.

All of these fantasies will end, however, as soon as the vocalist (new comer Tommy Cummings) chimes in, his overly -core inspired vocals bring a tough guy/invisible ninja pit vibe into the album that this band really doesn't need.

In the song “Impossible is Nothing” the music is great and has some moments where you can't help but get into and give a couple head bangs to. Almost like old groove metal, only not shitty. However this really gets ruined when our boy Tommy tries his hand at a harmonic interlude.

You would think that, after all those years with Fear Factory, Dino would have the sense to realize when a harmonious part just doesn't sound right. But alas, these parts of the album come off sounding more like Fall Out Boy's lost death metal demo.

If you can set aside the hideous harmonizations, and stop visualizing the vocalist punching the ground and swinging his elbows like an epileptic getting raped, you are left with some good music that probably needs another album or two (and another singer) to fully evolve. This album gets a slightly above average, 70%