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Sort by: Rating | Release Date | Rating Date | Name5.0 classicAlison Moyet RaindancingAnathema JudgementBackyard Babies Diesel & PowerBadlands Voodoo HighwayBadlands BadlandsBig House Big HouseBlaze Bayley Promise and TerrorBlaze Bayley The Man Who Would Not DieBlaze Bayley Silicon Messiah (as Blaze)Bonham The Disregard of TimekeepingBruce Springsteen The Wild, the Innocent, and the E Street ShuffleCircus Of Power Circus of PowerCircus Of Power VicesClannad Magical RingCorrosion of Conformity AnimosityCorrosion of Conformity BlindCorrosion of Conformity DeliveranceDe La Soul 3 Feet High and RisingDepeche Mode Songs of Faith and DevotionDepeche Mode ViolatorDepeche Mode Some Great RewardFirehouse FirehouseGeorge Thorogood and the Destroyers Bad to the BoneGrace Jones NightclubbingHalford ResurrectionJapan Quiet LifeJapan Tin DrumJustice †Kingdom Come Kingdom ComeLife of Agony A Place Where There's No More PainLife of Agony UglyMagnum MiradorManilla Road The DelugeManilla Road Open the GatesManilla Road Crystal LogicMy Little Funhouse StandunderNecro Death RapNecro The Pre-Fix for DeathNecro Gory DaysNina Nastasia Run to RuinNina Nastasia DogsParadise Lost Shades of GodParadise Lost IconParadise Lost Draconian TimesParadise Lost Lost ParadisePentagram Show 'Em HowPentagram PentagramPentagram First Daze Here TooPentagram First Daze Here (The Vintage Collection)PJ Harvey and John Parish A Woman a Man Walked BySaxon SaxonSaxon Wheels of SteelSaxon Strong Arm of the LawSaxon Power and the GlorySimple Minds Good News from the Next WorldStephen Malkmus and the Jicks Pig LibThe Almighty Blood, Fire & LoveThe Almighty Powertrippin'The Beta Band Hot Shots IIThe Beta Band Heroes to ZerosThe Beta Band The Three EPsThe Cars Heartbeat CityThe Hidden Hand Divine PropagandaThe Obsessed Lunar WombThe Obsessed The Church WithinThe Scream Let It ScreamThe Warriors Genuine Sense of OutrageThe Wildhearts Coupled WithThe Wildhearts Earth vs. The WildheartsThe Wildhearts P.H.U.Q.The Wildhearts The Wildhearts Must Be DestroyedThe Wildhearts ChutzpahTiamat WildhoneyTora Tora Surprise AttackWeen The MolluskWeen QuebecYo La Tengo I Can Hear the Heart Beating as One4.5 superbBabylon A.D. Babylon A.D.Depeche Mode Playing The AngelDepeche Mode Black CelebrationDepeche Mode Construction Time AgainEvan Dando Baby I'm BoredFirehouse Hold Your FireFreundeskreis Quadratur des KreisesFu Manchu GigantoidGeorge Thorogood and the Destroyers The Baddest of George ThorogoodHalford CrucibleJames Iha Let It Come DownJapan AssemblageKingdom Come In Your FaceLife of Agony The Sound Of ScarsLife of Agony 1989 - 1999Magnum On a Storyteller's NightManilla Road MetalManilla Road InvasionNecro The Notorious GoriestNecro Die!Necro I Need DrugsNecro The Murder Murder Kill Kill Double EPNina Nastasia The Blackened AirOrange Goblin Thieving from the House of GodPentagram Last RitesPentagram Sub-BasementPentagram Be ForewarnedPlace of Skulls The Black is Never FarQueen The WorksQueen JazzQueen Sheer Heart AttackSaxon Denim and LeatherSeafood When Do We Start Fighting...The Almighty Soul DestructionThe Hidden Hand The Resurrection of Whiskey FooteThe Hidden Hand Mother * Teacher * DestroyerThe Lemonheads LoveyThe Lemonheads It's a Shame About RayThe Negro Problem Post Minstrel SyndromeThe Wildhearts Don't Be Happy...Just WorryTruckfighters Gravity XWeen White PepperWhiskeytown Faithless StreetWinger In The Heart Of The YoungWolfmother Cosmic EggWolfmother Wolfmother4.0 excellentAbscess HorrorhammerAfter recording four gruesome tomes of edifying, grisly rot-core; a maleficent clutch of cathartic grimness that includes the splendidly splenetic, Seminal Vampires And Maggot Men and their essential greatest ***s confection, Thirst For Blood, Hunger For Flesh an unparalleled, prurient scum-fest, replete with ill-pitched, impetigo buzz-saw guitars, and bowel-scraping, behemoth bass; a gushing, grandiloquent explosion of filth. Abscess are a wretched, bloodied phallus of gangrenous metal; gleefully defiling the desiccated cervix of 80’s crust punk; providing an entirely disgraceful, yet wholly entertaining trudge through mischievous scat-core. Those benighted Abscess deadbeats are about to discharge their latest barrage of grisly, guignol thrashings; in order to infect those robust enough to derive sickly pleasures from wallowing amongst this most invective and reprehensible heavy metal abortion. Abscess have perfected/ripened their esoteric, feculent art of ***ting and spitting out a malevolent slurry of galloping, Sodom-ized cacophony that’s rawer than a necrotic genital chancre and twice as infectious. Initial exposure to Horrorhammer’s seismic and lurid album opener, ‘drink the filth’ is akin to the odious discord of a gore-sodden swarm of enraged locusts, feasting and funneling through the oozing, vitreous cavity of a long moldering animal carcass, thereby providing apt exposition for the remaining deluge of vulgar, Oak tree thick, kack tuned guitars; spewing out a volatile arsenal of pestilential riffage, rendered all the more injurious by splatter-platter obsessive, Chris Reifert’s wanton, carbolic acid-ripped vocals; whose blighted larynx and degenerate posturing enthralls and appalls in equal measure. Chris Reifert has the questionable, and considerably squalid position of being the incumbent, irreligious minister of death metal degeneracy; a singular honor whose alma mater once included the vaudevillian, sociopathic profanities of G.G Allin and the ribald, fractious odes de *** of the uber-Mentor, El Duce; ergo, Reifert & Co expel a superior nugget of malodorous, sub-sonic doo-doo. Horrorhammer’s blitzkrieg onslaught of charnel house skronk is blacker and filthier than a broiling vat of slaughterhouse offal; dig in, creeps!Bad English Bad EnglishBadlands DuskBulletBoys BulletBoysCorrosion of Conformity IXDebris Inc. Debris Inc.Dream Death Back From the DeadGrace Jones Bulletproof HeartINXS Listen Like ThievesINXS KickJustice WomanKing's X XVNegative Reaction Everything you Need For... Galactic BattOcean Chief The Oden SessionsSuicide Watch Global Warningsuperheavygoatass 60,000 yearsThe Brought Low Right on TimeThe Frames The CostThe Mighty Nimbus The Mighty NimbusThrobbing Gristle Part 2: The Endless NotThe very notion that any mode of genuinely extreme music could percolate without the celebratory pandemonium generated by the gleefully seditious, and magnificently sordid, Throbbing Gristle is not only implausible; it’s nigh-on impossible. Excluding the creepy Dadaism of The Residents, the ‘70s produced nothing to rival the quixotic and profoundly nightmarish clamour of TG’s atonal debut; with their impenetrable, libidinous ejaculations of corrosive ennui and diabolic kraftwerkian rancour, they inculcated a seething, industrial affront to popular culture; baiting audiences with icy, mechanoid barbarianism that remains as perversely enigmatic today as when originally conceived. Part two the endless not ululates downer, intestinal gurglings, leaking tainted folds of vocal dementia; a murky morass of exhilarating obfuscation, gradually sublimating the listener’s id beneath a clotted, calamitous shroud of despondency. For over two decades they have excelled at ruthlessly conjoining disparate genre’s; brutally dislocating conventional musical motifs, and lovingly reassembling their derisive parody of pop music. That so much of Throbbing Gristle’s inspirational absurdity still retains the power to unnerve, is arguably due to their singular genius of unearthing malefic oscillations, mimicking the covert, quivering squelch of oozing human viscera. Part two the endless not is both eerie and euphoric, transparent and infuriatingly cryptic, diseased and vigorous; this is painfully corporeal music, using not so much scales as living cells of sound which they corrupt and metastasize into shrieking gobs of passion; similar to the bravura way both David Lynch and Werner Herzog deify dysfunction, TG also author mesmeric parables around the extraordinary and defiantly prosaic nature of mankind. Much of part two the endless not plays out like a potent laudanum reverie, engorged with febrile convulsions of naked desire; where Genesis P-Orridge’s sibilant tones offer plaintive, breathy non sequiturs over unctuous, grimy nodes of electronic discord. Incredibly, their beauteous ‘Rabbit Snare’ with its hazy, opiated, jazz inflections and neo-noir allusions is merely one incandescent composition within this fleshy kaleidoscope of galvanizing auditory splendour.Today Is the Day Kiss the PigWitchcraft Witchcraft3.5 greatBlood Ceremony Blood CeremonyOne could regard the recent preponderance of analogue obsessive neo-rockers as either a glaring admission that many contemporary musicians have all but given up on the idea of originality; or take the far less cynical approach and applaud their admission that, quite frankly, the Les Paul roar sounds far richer unmolested via pro-tool’s digital doo-dads, and simply go along for yet another nostalgic, Caftan-infested ride. It’s unfortunate that the label needed to elaborate that Blood Ceremony’s patent sound hearkens back to the long-forgotten likes of heavy psyche sorcerers Coven, Black Widow etc, as this is little to crow about, since said outfits’ value as musical entities are dubious at best, and their obscurity is due to a dearth of memorable songs, and the passage of 30 years does little to sweeten the stale resinous fug of mediocrity. Bucolic-sounding flutes and overdriven psychotronic guitars would seem egregious bedfellows, but...to their eternal credit, Blood Ceremony’s doomy and arcane medieval downer rock ranks alongside the equally somber and singularly authentic Witchcraft; Blood Ceremony is an exemplary, studied peon to heavy rock’s lugubrious, occultist past.Clannad BanbaOcean Here Where Nothing GrowsPharaoh Overlord 4Robert Palmer RiptideSuplecs Powtin' on the Outside pawty on the InsideVoivod Katorz
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