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B and G Podcast – Episode 5

Posted in Badass and Grimness Podcast, Classic Metal, Death Metal, Hard Rock, Heavy Metal, Interview with tags , , , , , , , , , , on February 2, 2014 by Murderdeth

B and G Podcast – Episode 5

Greetings from Grim Towers!

This week features, Spreading the Disease by Anthrax and Into The Dark by Ancient Ascendant. Thanks also to this episodes guest Chris Kenny of Incinery.

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Incinery – Nothing Left EP

Posted in Thrash with tags , , , , on March 26, 2013 by Badass and Grim

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Fresh from the Midlands Metal Oven, Incinery offer up a delicious Thrash pie, oozing with meaty riffs and succulent shreddery, encased within crunchy drum pastry. Because youʼre a greedy flabber itʼll burn your face off. If you listened to it before double-fisting handfuls of it into your tubby gaping cake-hole, you will find a painstakingly constructed modern thrash EP, mixed and mastered over many many months and the follow up to something else they released previously. It opens with an early-Sepultura clean intro thatʼs been given a latin name to sound fancy (et tu, Dave Hunt), then builds progressively into punchy thrash attack ʻBehind The Liesʼ. Because it isnʼt 1982 anymore, vocals are of the angered Hardcore variety, complete with shouty sing-along chorus on ʻLegionʼ and which nails the Incinery colours to the mast as serious metal devoid of pointless falsetto shrieking. Throughout thereʼs the odd harmonised bridge but the chugging thrash riff is never neglected or forgotten, much like a nail factory that someoneʼs graffitiʼd some artistic boobs on. Likewise, solos are executed with precision and skill that stop short of any Dragonforce fretwank sweep-pricking. ʻNo Salvationʼ is perhaps the slugfest of the album (in the sense of battery rather than a night in my basement), with a little harmony at the end to keep it classy. Although titling the final track ʻNothing Leftʼ at first suggests an overpowering stagnant lethargy to close the EP, the pace is maintained and anger upheld to a shuddering post-solo climax.

All in all, Nothing Left is better than being hit repeatedly in the bruised, swollen testicles by a dead-eyed toothless Eastern European hooker with an out-of-date-phonebook, and also cheaper. Itʼs finely nuanced with articulate drum-fills, chugging riffs that deliver what they promise (i.e. Thrash), locked-in vocals passionately delivering thoughtful lyrics that arenʼt just about punching cows, and also thereʼs some bass. Hereʼs some criticisms though, because Iʼm not paid to like stuff because Iʼm not paid at all. On first listen a few of the tracks sound roughly the same, but for argumentʼs sake Slayer got away with that on Reign in Blood and now theyʼre big enough to routinely demand this: http:// http://www.metalsucks.net/wp-content/uploads/2011/11/From-the-Desk-of-Slayer.jpg . Itʼs not as outright catchy as previous release Dawn of War, but again, this isnʼt the Top 40 poop chart and youʼre not a teenage girl. Unless you are, in which case email me. Final criticism: 4 and a half tracks ainʼt much for a band that should really be looking to put out an album in the imminent future.

Letʼs face it though, checking out this EP would be a better use of your time than what youʼre currently doing, i.e. filling medicine bottles with smarties like theyʼre pills then necking them while crying needily on public transport because youʼre a hopeless twat who loves the attention. You can even get your hands on it old-school style by writing them a letter, or downloading straight from their facebook which means you donʼt even have to stop browsing your sisterʼs barely legal friendʼs holiday photo albums for titillating bikini snaps.

Even better – Because they live in a warehouse, thereʼs also a good chance youʼll be able to see them live for the price of a few beers or some pick ʻn mix; however, legend has it that pit-ups are standard for Incinery gigs, attracting only manly men from the steelworks and hot ladies. The interwebs says that tours & gigs are lined up aplenty, offering you ample gutter-vomiting opportunities if UK thrash is your particular cup of super-lager. Thrash or die.

Rumple

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