Unnamed others are the disease, and Hatebreed’s got the cure. Look out for each other in the pit and ask: Are you talking to me? Does this read a little different in the current climate? Why don’t we just skip to the breakdown? For fans of: perseverance, undifferentiated sludge, and OK tastes that taste OK together.
It’s just one of those long-winded extended metaphors of Geoff’s / The kind with too many syllables and you want less. Get out your...
Santana, both band and not. Face your colleagues and ask difficult questions like: How good can you really be at conga drum in relative...
We return to Grammy-bait hell (and middle-Strat-position hell!) to discuss and older (!) and wiser (?) Steely Dan's triumphant (?) return. Yell at the...