Captured by Robots, Katy Guillen & the Girls, and Victor Wooten Trio are among November’s worthiest shows

Captured by Robots, Katy Guillen & the Girls, and Victor Wooten Trio are among November's worthiest shows

Captured by Robots, Katy Guillen & the Girls, and Victor Wooten Trio are among November's worthiest shows

Victor Wooten TrioYes, the weather is less agreeable these days, but the concert calendar isn't cooling off anytime soon. November gives you plenty of reas...

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Cypress Hill’s Sen Dog on his new project, Powerflo, and Latinx identity ahead of Saturday’s Granada show

Cypress Hill's Sen Dog on his new project, Powerflo, and Latinx identity ahead of Saturday's Granada show

Cypress Hill's Sen Dog on his new project, Powerflo, and Latinx identity ahead of Saturday's Granada show

PowerfloMatias CugatAs part of the hip-hop group Cypress Hill, rapper Sen Dog is known for his strong verbal jabs, which punctuate the laconic flow of B-R...

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Review of ‘Rocktober Blood’ soundtrack at Starburst Magazine

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Heavy metal horror was such a short-lived phenomenon in the early ‘80s, one can barely call it a movement in horror cinema. The actual metal-themed horror flicks - ones with a band bringing evil to a town - can be counted on one hand, but to their loyal legions of fans, they’re heads and shoulders above the standard fare of the day.
Read the full review at Starburst Magazine. Published 10/16/16

Interview with Mac Sabbath manager Mike Odd at the Pitch

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Mac Sabbath is the world's only clown-fronted, fast-food themed, Black Sabbath act. There are costumes, a light show and songs, which don't so much glorify fast food as warn of its dangers. It's a strange cross between “Weird Al” Yankovic and Michael Pollan, but it works. The band doesn't do interviews, so we spoke by phone with Mac Sabbath's manager, Mike Odd, about the whole strange affair ahead of Wednesday’s show at the Jackpot.
Read the full interview at the Pitch. Published 9/14/16

August Cine Local at the Pitch

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If you've read this week's issue, you're obviously aware there are tons of great local releases out now. And now, if you watch your way through all of these videos, you'll know all about the releases coming out in the next couple of months. Whether you like Keef Mountain's stoner doom, Various Blonde's genre-breaking beats, the heartbreaking pop of Heidi Lynn Gluck, or Berwanger's glam power-pop, there's something to catch your eyes and ears. We even have some classic footage from the Wilmas in this month's Cine Local.
View all the videos at the Pitch. Published 9/1/16

Ghoul Q&A at the Pitch

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Thrash-metal maniacs Ghoul hail from Creepsylvania, which might be a state, a country or a collective state of hallucination. The four masked mutant madmen have been wreaking havoc around the world for 15 years, and they kick off their next tour opening for British grindcore band Carcass on Sunday, July 17, at the Granada. That tour also sees the band celebrating Dungeon Bastards, its latest full-length, which comes out at the end of this month on Tankcrimes. The Pitch spoke with Digestor, Ghoul’s guitarist and vocalist, via e-mail about life and death in Creepsylvania, surviving Killbot and more weirdness.
Read the complete Q&A with Ghoul's Digestor at the Pitch. Published on 7/12/16

Halloween Horror Marathon: Deathgasm

poster - deathgasm We were supposed to review Spookies today, but two things conspired against that happening: 1) The copy we were able to get our hands on had audio, but not video and 2) We got a screener of Deathgasm in preparation for an upcoming From & Inspired By podcast. So, given the chance to watch this movie we've been jonesing to see for AGES, we lept at the chance. There's an album by Ghoul called Splatterthrash, and I can't help but feel that portmanteau is what most pefectly sums up the spirit of this New Zealand movie. Sure, there's been "splatstick" forever, going back to the early work of Sam Raimi and Peter Jackson, and director Jason Lei Howden owes more than a nod or two to those directors (especially to something like Jackson's Dead Alive), but while the gore is definitely played for fun, the main metalhead characters of Brodie and Zakk are rather deadly serious. You've comedic foils in Dion and Giles, but this isn't so much a horror comedy as a horror dramady. You've essentially taken your usual high school drama-comedy, wherein your lead character is an outcast with a small group of loyal friends who must overcome in order to secure their place in the social order, as well as winning the boy or girl -- i.e., every John Hughes film set in Shermer, Illinois. In this case, there's a lot more corpse paint and bullet belts, to say nothing of gallons upon gallons of stage blood, but the basic premise is the same. The soundtrack rips (especially the titular theme by Bulletbelt, which you can hear below). Mondo/Death Waltz is releasing a soundtrack for it soon, and I can't wait to get my hands on a copy. It's fully death metal in terms of the music, which is refreshing -- it's nice to have a niche represented in a way that demonstrates that this music means something to some people, and isn't just noise. [embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wdSebJy_ERw[/embed] And, honestly -- it's fun. There's something heartwarming in the sense of a group of outcasts banding together against first, the forces of assholery in their town and second, the forces of evil which could potentially destroy the world. They treat each other like shit -- or, rather, Zakk's a screaming dickhole whom my wife repeatedly wished horribly, screaming death upom at multimple times during the movie -- but, that's sort of standard teenage behavior, and the ending sort of wraps all of that up nicely. deathgasm brothers in steel The gore is exceedingly wonderful. It's a mix between practical effects and CGI, and works best when the CGI is used to augment the insanely violent deaths suffered by the various demon-infested townspeople. The practical always looks far more realistic than the CGI, with blood splatter never looking quite as effective when rendered by an algorithm, as opposed to the random spray of pumping corn syrup. It's another excellent release from Dark Sky Films, who in the last year have released this, We Are Still Here, and Starry Eyes, which is an amazing run all on its own, to say nothing of House of the Devil, the Hatchet franchise, or Willow Creek. So, yes: Deathgasm is fun as hell, and you should totally go see it. See this with friends, though -- it'll be a blast. It opens this weekend in Kansas City at the Screenland Armour, where it runs Friday, October 9, through Thursday, October 14. [embed]https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n6H3smk5sqc[/embed]

Lawrence Field Day Fest 2015, Night Three

lfdf header The third and final night of 2015's Lawrence Field Day Fest kicked off hard. It was pushed back half an hour, but Eyes of Iolite wasted no time in getting things ripping. "The Thing" kicked it off, and for the rest of their set, it was fuzzed-out blast after blast. Sludge? Doom? Whatever you want to call it, this trio knows how to deliver metal. It's so fucking heavy, with a volume and low end that makes it hard to even breathe. There's no moshing to this: just let the band lead the assault. [gallery ids="18498,18499,18500"] My friend and former roommate has been playing drums for the People's Punk Band for months now, and he's been talking them up as a band I'd love. I tend to worry about hyperbole such as that, because it's usually unwarranted , but in this case, he was dead right. Big, chunky riffs, and that weird harmonic vocal thing that Turbonegro or Death By Stereo does? Sold. Fucking sold. It's punk 'n' roll, and my only complaint was carrying around a goddamn camera bag, because this is the sort music to which you throw yourself around with wild abandon. Doing that with a grand of electronic equipment is dumb -- although, in this case, tempting. [gallery ids="18512,18511,18510,18509,18508,18507"] It's basically what happened halfway into the Federation of Horsepower's set. The rock 'n' roll train that this five-piece rides is hard to avoid becoming a passenger on, and when they do something like cover Cocknoose's "All Jacked Up," what the hell am I supposed to do? Not scream along like a maniac? Obviously not. This is as near as I get to attending church, so I better testify while the service is going on. Exaggeration aside, they've been a favorite for over a decade now, and any chance to see them rock out in my town is a welcome one. That goes doubly true for a show like last night's, where in addition to 100% rock 'n' roll power, frontman Gregg Todt wandered outside and across the street with his wireless pickup, playing guitar in the middle of a goddamn crosswalk. That, my friends, is showmanship. [gallery ids="18501,18502,18503,18504,18505,18506"] I saw Gnarly Davidson, but only about a song or two. It was, as to be expected, very loud, the band set up on the floor and blazing through their setlist. Every show from these three makes me wonder whether or not they have to chug water beforeheand, because thet have to be getting some sort of workout from their performances. They put their fucking all into their music. Psychic Heat proceeded to rock out the Jackpot afterward. It's odd, because the band plays out so often, I don't feel the need to see them as much as I have the opportunity to do so. That means that every set I catch is light years ahead of the one previous. Saturday night's performance was frighteningly tight garage psychedelia, and their crowd was all head-shaking, hip-moving enthusiasm. Bonus: Kliph Scurlock was filling in on drums, absolutely murdering the kit, and comedian Barry Crimmins (star of the new Bobcat Goldthwait doc, Call Me Lucky) was right up front. It was amazing, and the perfect end to three days of rock insanity. [gallery ids="18513,18514,18515,18516,18517"]