Last week you caught me at a bit of a dark period. I felt the hounds closing in on all sides and god dammit I was escaping the only way I knew how, through drink, meditation and good old fashion doom rock. This week I am on the uptick. I have decided to take a bit of a hiatus from being the HNIC of SYFFAL and let Joel take the reigns for two weeks, thus the excessive number of pantless photos of Del embedded in your psyche.
It has helped quite a bit.
I feel fucking invigorated.
My girth is back up to my pre-Oprah Winfrey Network days, and my length is middling. So with that comes some relief, and with relief comes focus and with focus comes plotting and with plotting...well never mind all that you nosey sons of bitches, that is for Brandon to find out about...the hard way.
In the meantime, why don't you soak up some of the music we feel you fuckers need in your life and then tell me that we aren't the best in the biz. Go ahead tell me...I love being your bottom.
I got excited when I came across this song last week only to realize that Del Track Marked it a month earlier. As a result, I ended up scrapping this selection in favor of a Japanese rock band. BUT I can't stop listening to the dreamy piece of shit. I love it! (even though I just called it a piece of shit) This song belongs on the Drive soundtrack and it makes me want to punch Ryan Gossling in the back of his handsome head for saying 10 words in the first 40 minutes of this stupid fucking movie. I'd be cheating myself if I didn't share this song (again) with the people who ignore Track Marks. Shame on you!
There are like five bands in this band's sound, and it's almost annoying that I spent more time trying to figure out who they sound like versus just enjoying this fucking larger than life chorus. It's a beat-the-fucking-shit out of your steering wheel jammer that I haven't stopped jammering on since first hearing the jammer last week. Once these shitheads drop an EP or an alby, I'll be all up on they guts yo. But for now I'll just stick to soundclouding their jammer jamz bro bro. The chaps in Young Kato all need haircuts tho bro bro.
Time for me to tout the wears of another underrated LA Band. I love supporting local music and I feel like calling them "local music" will be a practice that will be ending quite soon because their debut LP "Dry Land is Not A Myth" just dropped this week and it is amazingly awesome. I mean the album title alone is single handily the greatest album title in the history of album titles. Hyperbole be damned. Outside of album titles the record is full of awesome jams that has me repeating my end of 2011 claim that this band will be one of the biggest break through acts of 2012.
Mantic Ritual is easily my favorite thrash band in existence right now for several reasons:
These dudes were placed on this godforsaken planet for the sole purpose of make FUN music. I felt like they really embody the song "Who Let the Dogs Out" simply because they look so fucking happy to be playing their instruments and gettin' dey thrash on. They're like tail-wagging dogs. They all play music like a bunch of dogs.
I have been champing up the cause for Ricky Lewis for the past year plus, whether it was his old band Dear Lions, his older band The Wools, or his long and lanky gams, this fucker is the shit. He writes the kind of songs that sound like the end of the world if you were watching it all go down in Los Angeles and you were drinking hi-balls with a girl you just met to help you numb the pain of knowing you let your true love get away and now you will never get to tell her how you feel. It's glorious.