Showing posts with label masakari. Show all posts
Showing posts with label masakari. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

MDF 3rd day Recap

Masakari: If I miss this fucking band one more time I'm gonna lose my shit. Godddamnit.

Creative Waste: This song was totally better the first 46x. Waittaminnit... isn't this a Machetazo covering Rotten Sound covering Carcass Covering Napalm Death cover?

Mammoth Grinder: I am ALL A-FUCKING-BOUT bands with "grind" in their name that play killer slow parts, crushing d-beat sections, and hardly ever use blastbeats. now if only we could get all the dis-bands to do the same. MamGr, yer ok! Also, Welcome to Hell is always the right choice.

Cretin: Well, that's brutal. It takes balls to rock a set of tits like that. Not that it makes any fucking difference. Once brutal, always brutal. Quote of the set, "Nothing I like more than titties except cock. As long as I don't have it..."

The Kill: "Mom Problems."

Nunslaughter: A solid candidate in the race for best one-liners. It's definitely gonna be close between these guys and Cretin. Come for the Hesh, stay for the standup. At least they rip hard at the hesher shit.

Acid Witch. If this is a joke it's already old. If it's serious, it should have been a joke. If it's both, it's still fucking lame. Bummer, totally wanted to like this little respite from fucking blastgrinddeath.

Voivod: Maybe, if I really devote myself to the study of metal, by the time I die, I may, possibly, be able to begin to wrap my puny mind around the might of Voivod.
... but probably not.

Exhorder: More good death metal. Nuff sed.

Hooded Menace: Hmmm... it's like the white dude, Finn version of Coffins. The one that hasn't been left in the Japanese-make-shit-all-totally-fuckedup-insane-creepy machine. That's in a good way though. It's pretty good. Problem: Hard not to laugh when thinking they should be named Hooded Pennis.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Masakari - "The Profit Feeds" & "Eden Compromised EP"





During the summertime I don't feel like doing fuck all. Especially during this summertime, when the waves have been good, it's been really fucking hot for days on end, I'm moving, was out of town for a shit ton of time, and frankly I'm just fucking lazy.

This band is good enough to awaken the long dormant blogasshole inside of me. You need this album. Especially if your name is Brendan or Junior and you were once in the band Rats in the Walls. Yes, that's right I reference my own (former) bands on my blog. Fuck all y'all.

Right, anyways, Masakari out of Cleveland are the disgusting crusty HHIG 90s political hardcore fiends I have been needing. They're loud, they play d-beats, they have meows, they scream real loud about how fucked up the world is, they write great fucking songs, and they write great fucking songs. Basically, the first thing I thought when I heard this was, "Motherfucking Portland gets all the good shit goddamnit." Then I read that they were from fucking Cleveland and all was made better. If we can get a crust album strong enough to get signed by Souther Lord out of Cleveland, none of us have excuses for why we're not making more awesome punk elsewhere.

This band, named after a Japanese warrior monk battle axe (and not a finnish spelling for massacre or something like I originally thought...) solidly walks the path that His Hero is Gone, Deathside/Burning Spirits bands, From Ashes Rise, etc. carved out before them while somehow never being boring. You can definitely hear why Southern Lord would be interested in them after signing Black Breath as well. They have that "Heavy and Raw yet Produced" sound that we've come to know and love.

Long and Short, put your buttflap back on motherfucker, it's Masakari time.