Every now and then, I get to sit across from someone who helped build the modern sound of brutality. Despised Icon aren’t just another deathcore band — they’re the reason half the scene even exists. Before the breakdown arms race and the guttural Olympics, there Read More …
There are few greater joys in this whirlwind hellride of underground music than catching up with someone who’s been in the trenches with you since the early days. So when I jumped on Zoom with my mate Brenden Bishop, axe-slinger for Adelaide’s metalcore hammer squad Read More …
There’s a rare kind of moment when an interview turns into something more — when it stops being about the questions and becomes a shared ritual, two people unspooling memories and meaning over distorted signal and digital static. That’s what happened when I sat down Read More …
