Some interviews crackle with chaos before you even hit record. That’s what it felt like sitting down with Sergi “Bobby” Verdeguer, the rhythmic engine of Andorra’s progressive death metal machine Persefone. A ten-minute blast, no filler, just pure velocity — like being dropped into one Read More …
There are certain names in heavy music that don’t just sit on a lineup—they loom like legends. Suicidal Tendencies is one of those names. Born out of the concrete chaos of Venice, California in 1980, they tore the hardcore scene wide open with Institutionalized, crossed Read More …
There I was, an Aussie death metal throat-ripper, ready to dive into the unexpected — Papa Roach, the titans of nu-metal nostalgia, stomping into 2025 with a track that hits like a Molotov cocktail lobbed straight through the wall of your teenage bedroom. BRAINDEAD — Read More …
The night cracked open with the sound of Sardinia’s own dark flame—Shardana. I just wrapped an electrifying talk with Aaron Tolu, Shardana’s frontman, and what poured out wasn’t just another “metal interview,” it was a storm of history, myth, and molten riffs forged in the Read More …
There are nights where the universe cracks open like a rusted oil drum and out spills the venom — riffs, screams, and sonic violence that shake the ribcage. That’s where I found myself when I hit play on SEEK MISERY’s latest collab “Ground War,” featuring Read More …
There’s a moment when you find yourself staring down the barrel of the algorithm and thinking, fuck it—let’s go somewhere I’ve never gone before. That’s exactly where I landed when I hit play on BigXthaPlug’s collab with Jelly Roll, “Box Me Up.” Normally, you’ll catch Read More …
The lights flicker, the amps hum, and somewhere in the back of Melbourne a keg of dynamite called Ablaze has just been cracked open. Their new record, Sink Ya Teeth In, doesn’t so much “drop” as it does leap from a bar stool, smash a Read More …
I’m sitting in front of a wall of plastic warriors — battle-scarred Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, steroid-jacked Masters of the Universe, and weathered Star Wars relics from a galaxy far, far away — when Monte Cimino’s face flickers onto my screen. Behind him? A cathedral Read More …
There’s a certain smell when a band like AFI resurfaces. It’s not fresh paint and new strings — it’s candle wax, dust from the curtains of a theater long abandoned, and the faint ozone burn of electricity arcing through something ancient. Four years of silence, Read More …
It’s not every day you get to witness two metal worlds collide with the force of a meteor strike, but BABYMETAL’s My Queen (feat. Spiritbox) is exactly that kind of seismic event. I hit record on my Killertube channel, lights on, volume up, and dove Read More …
Some interviews hit you like a freight train at full speed. This one was different—it was more like getting hit by the wreckage left after the freight train derailed, then finding a note in the rubble that says, “You’re not alone.” That’s the vibe I Read More …
There’s a certain kind of muscle memory that kicks in when Hatebreed drops a new track. Your spine tightens. Your fists clench. You know it’s about to get real. And when “Make The Demons Obey” landed in the pit like a Molotov cocktail thrown by Read More …
