Serpentine Path give new meaning to the word "bruisers." Their very music sounds how bruises might -- evidence of a blotted and sickly impact, growing uglier
Crusty as all hell, defenders of the extended-play format, and given to deadly bouts of groove, Graves At Sea keep all us sludgy motherfuckers pretty damn happy.
I'd heard good things about Lvcifyre but hadn't heard a lick of their music up till now, which is always an interesting experience for a reviewer.
A friend of mine had a dad who used to make himself "cowboy coffee," which basically amounted to a pour-over cup of joe, with the remaining grounds subsequently thrown into the bottom of
Two days after the fact, and my ears are still ringing from the aural beatdown they received at the latest Exhumed show here in the Bay Area.