Boring Articles. The “magazine” is about 20 pages big now, i buy rolls of toilet paper with more pages then this thing. If they have accepted defeat to the Internet, then fully give up and just put out the swimsuit edition each year and call it a day. Maybe A-Rod can give them some ‘roids to beef them up.

GREAT BEER!

If you are into Chocolate Stouts this is one of the better ones. I recommend very chilled and when you have a moment to enjoy its richness. Do yard work with something lighter.

Young's Double Chocolate Stout

Great upcominng show this saturday put on by our friend Hellfire Red at the Blue Star in Los Angeles!

Bands Include:
Ed Mundell’s Ultra Electric Mega Galactic
House of Broken Promises
Sonic Medusa
Damnweevil
Ride the Sun
Hallowed Engine
Trash Titan and more!

Dwight Howard’s little elbow in game 5 will cost him his next playoff game. The  Sixers look a little run down in the series but they have a good opportunity with Dwight out, replacing the double-double big man isn’t an easy tax.

Total Fucking Destruction provide an unusual socio-apocalyptic musical experience meshing offbeat bursts of grindcore mired in jackhammered repetition with an unabashed thumb at the nose punk attitude kicking down the door on the irreverent 23-track assault titled PEACE LOVE AND TOTAL FUCKING DESTRUCTION. Menacing at times (”Anyone But Me”) yet consistently maintaining an upbeat and bright feel not unlike SOD (”Grindcore Salesman”, “Doublespeaker”), Brutal Truth grind guru Rich Hoak pulls double duty on drums and vocals here, conducting the ensuing madness while flailing away on the kit like an escaped convict on the lam. Hurling heaps of biting commentary about the state of the world into the mantra-like lyrics of this frenetic centrifuge only makes the room spin faster and the urge to hang on for dear life that much more tangible, as TFD have furnished a vociferous rollercoaster ride through society’s gritty underbelly on this acerbically expedient expedition. www.enucleationrecords.com -Mike SOS

Scale the Summit’s captivating alliance of guitar wizardry with adventurous musical compositions sounds like a cross between the forward-thinking The Fucking Champs and the cathartic charge of Pelican on their second effort CARVING DESERT CANYONS. This invigorating unit’s jostling eight-track excursion is an instrumental metal fan’s dream come true, as this technically proficient quartet put on a veritable musician’s clinic to disc (”Glacial Planet”) while skillfully investing the listener emotionally without assistance from any vocals (”City in the Sky”). Rousing and rocking, Scale the Summit lack of stuffiness is what helps them excel so well in getting their point across, as this band doesn’t just blow your face off with flurries of flawless runs and fills but writes heartfelt and hearty progressive rock jams bursting with the aforementioned for a multi-faceted assault not just restricted to the progressive sect. www.prostheticrecords.com -Mike SOS

Albany, NY quintet Ironweed take matters into their own hands on debut disc INDIAN LADDER. Boasting ex-members of Greatdayforup, this band displays sludgy stoner metal chops on cuts like “Thorn” and “Rid The Earth” yet make a fair share of intriguing detours within the metal spectrum on tracks like “Lifeless Coil” and “Penny for Your Prayers” to keep your smoked skull active. Brimming over with dirty grooves, thick riffs, and a solid vocal performance that cohesively ties it all together, Ironweed nicely fills the gap left by Alabama Thunderpussy while throwing in choice chunks of metallic goodness a la Down for that kick in the ass listening experience you’ve been craving. www.smallstone.com -Mike SOS

Christian metal troupe Becoming the Archetype and producer Devin Townsend have made a monstrous modern metal album called DICHOTOMY. This 10-track affair packs gargantuan riffage, pummeling bass lines, grandiose keyboards, and gruff vocals into every track, but isn’t afraid to wield an acoustic for some sweet classic metal interludes (”St. Anne’s Lullaby”, “How Great Thou Art”) or go Pink Floyd with a female singer/piano combo (”Deep Heaven”). Teetering between the progressive and melodeath end of the spectrum, fans of In Flames and Strapping Young Lad will definitely want to get their hands on this one. www.solidstate.com -Mike SOS

Just by perusing the booklet defunct Las Vegas thrash band Papsmear accompanies their retrospective MUSIC TO KILL BY with, you can tell these guys were at the forefront of their scene, as homemade flyers touting shared bills with the likes of COC, Pestilence, and Hirax can attest to. Armed with a feral thrash metal attack that always appeared to be on the brink of falling apart, this band who really never made it out of Vegas combines blistering speed, sneering vocals, whammy bar antics, and lyrical discourse taken straight from the playbook to comprise their style. This multi-faceted collection boasts live recordings, demos, and a DVD of the good old days when beer was cheap, girls were easy, and posers were soundly disposed of or at the very least according to the live shows heard here, resoundly heckled and harassed from the lead singer’s microphone. Diehard thrash maniacs will need this, but there’s way better stuff, both reissued and current, out there to check out before you have to dig into this one. www.metalwarprod.com -Mike SOS

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