Earnest, authentic hard core music, for me, speaks to the part of us that feels good when we say, Fuck you. Or Fuck off. Or fuck that. ShitKill is all of the above and it feels great. Listening to their self titled, self-distributed CD, I feel confident that I could throw a chair through aContinue reading “ShitKilling is my business and business is Heavy.”
Tag Archives: Metal
Break Everything and Smile: Godmaker
I was initially blown away by Jon Lane when Bröhammer played a benefit at the Trash Bar in Brooklyn for UnBlock the Rock, a campaign for Cuban metal. Years later, I would meet Kyle, knower of all things metal in Brooklyn, at an Eyehategod show who said, “If you liked Bröhammer, you’ll love Godmaker.” Lo andContinue reading “Break Everything and Smile: Godmaker”
Eyehategod Iloveyou. Europa, Sat. June 7, 2014.
I want to place my palms on Mike Williams’ chest and ask a question because I know he will tell me the truth. He is wearing a Ouija board shirt, hanging out in the green (red) room of Club Europa before the show Saturday night. Mike Williams is the truest of the true, you knowContinue reading “Eyehategod Iloveyou. Europa, Sat. June 7, 2014.”
Godmaker, #becauseloud
Godmaker, #becauseloud It’s almost impossible to reconcile the sweetness of Pete Ross with his severe on stage presence as the lead singer for Godmaker. As they’re loading out of their rehearsal space, Pete says, “Tracey, do you want to see my new guitar?” He lovingly takes it out of his case and presents it likeContinue reading “Godmaker, #becauseloud”
The Many Faces of Doc Coyle
When I think about Doc Coyle, the phrase, “Tall glass of water ” comes to mind. Or “towering mass of yummy.” A beneficiary of the sexual revolution and primary and secondary waves of feminism, it’s almost ok to objectify Doc and his dreamy dreaminess. Except, lucky us, Doc is so much more. I’m listening toContinue reading “The Many Faces of Doc Coyle”
The Flanders – Havana Connection
Growing up in Flanders, NJ in the 1980’s was a lot like living in Cuba in the first decade of the new millennium. In both epochs of my life, my friends and I ate copious amounts of pizza. We had nothing to do and nowhere to go. There was no internet, and no one hadContinue reading “The Flanders – Havana Connection”
Tracey Noelle 