Forty Winters and Friends Return to Orlando Tomorrow Night! by orlandooom407

Wednesday heaviness continues on into February of 2012 tomorrow night with Forty Winters, A Fight For Life, In Reference to A Sinking  Ship, Abdomen Canvas and Wavedash Through the Onslaught.

Most of our regular readers know exactly why I have my hands in this show despite that it’s populated by a genre of music I ardently loathe in most cases. To those who don’t, I FUCKING LOVE FORTY WINTERS. Hate if you will, but I’ll retort any hatred with my review of their 2011 LP.

Still not convinced? Check it:

These dudes are pissed, and they aren’t afraid to convey this anger with a half time riff or two. Fans of The Red Chord, Thick as Blood and Despised Icon will feel right at home mid-pulverization by the FW.

In Reference To A Sinking Ship doesn’t fuck around:

I again will omit my thoughts pertaining to this band’s agenda and lyricism, but musically they’re a tenacious metallic hardcore wrecking crew. Vocalist John Crowder reminds me of the singer from Harm’s Way for multiple different reasons; definitely a plus. The rest of the band performing together provides a buffet of neck fracturing half times, and enough irate focus to take down a pack of rabid elephants. Bare handed.

Local support consists of Abdomen Canvas and Wavedash Through the Super Smash Brothers Allusion. AC is a galloping brutal centric quintet from Orlando, and if you like The Black Dahlia Murder you’ll want to partake in their flavor of modernized deathcore:

Finally we’ve got the Wavedash ballers. These chaps are relatively green, but have been taking some serious dedicated steps into their band’s success:

See you dudes and dude ladies tomorrow. Wednesday’s aren’t dead here in O-town!

– Jared Oates Haggard


Forty Winters – Reflection by orlandooom407

South Floridian metalcore will always hold a soft spot in my ears and heart. I’ll give credit to Poison the Well and Remembering Never for that. That same notion applies to my buddy Xavier Vicuna and his three brutalizing companions in Forty Winters. The art here presents an assured tone that this record doesn’t carry any religious agenda baggage and exudes some pivotal attention to detail.

Tentacles, flowers and a decaying hundred foot tall zombie. None of these things are in your future while listening to FW, but the cover art is impressively detailed and malevolent.

Forget all the predictable devices implemented in your typical metal/death/whatthefuckever core band because while FW does prescribe to some traditional methods they also bare an unmistakable charm the comes with the 954 area code. And if you can’t forget them, or how they’ve influenced some social media bantering, this band probably isn’t for you. Also, anyone looking for a beep booping KORG Micro breakdown can promptly fuck off into a never ending bath with a battery powered toaster.

I won’t bullshit anyone here there are breakdowns, but they’re similar to the intensity of The Red Chord rather than  August Burns Who Gives a Fuck. What I’ve always hated about the McFarlane themed deathcore bands is that their obligatory puns normally disappoint. I take my puns very seriously. But with tracks titled Cam-pain I can’t help but comb a guilty smile across my face. Reflection does everything a pulverizing half time oriented record should do, and exceeds expectations by maintaining a cohesive breakdown:groove ratio. At times you’ll experience a big ‘ol left hand turn into a vulgar snare heavy build up that effortlessly transforms into a fist hurling groove akin to their SoFla cousins in Thick as Blood. Precision is key when crafting a hardcore oriented record, and you can feel that any member of FW didn’t skip out on band practice while preparing for tracking.

Just to touch briefly of the vocal style I think the intensity exudes confidence with simultaneously authenticity. What I’d like to hear more of if I could change one thing is an emphasis on mid range assaults similar to Xibalba. Xavier’s does do an excellent job with his lyrical organization and remaining splendiferous with his vocal stylistic shifting. No bree bree boredom is always a good thing.

Be sure to check out Dead Truth Recordings for more beat down beauty from the 954/305.

Summative Sentence: Lace up your Nike’s because Reflection unleashes abhorrent assaults of dissonant neck break riffing and pristine demoralizing half time segues sure to stagger any comfort zone.

Favorite Track: Cam-pain (Duh!)

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The Forty Winters quartet will be performing at Will’s Pub on February 1st in Orlando Florida. Click the flier below for more information:

– Jared Oates Haggard

Pyrrhon – An Excellent Servant But a Terrible Master by orlandooom407

Growing up in suburbs injected me with an unease about being in cities. No matter how many times I venture into the urban fray, I can still get overwhelmed by the constant movement and I still occasionally feel a sense of fear when I pass by a dark alley. On An Excellent Servant but Terrible Master,  Pyrrhon capture the grim concrete chaos of the city. On their debut full length, the Brooklyn based band create an atmosphere that reflect the confusion, frustration and paranoia of the city dweller.Musically the band owes a debt to Gorguts and early Morbid Angel, but this is a band on the verge of breaking through their influences and creating a sonic language all their own. The band could be labeled as technical death metal but they have a better understanding of texture and atmosphere than most bands. Guitarist Dylan DiLella, like Mike ‘Gunface’ McKenzie of The Red Chord, doesn’t use his technical chops to bore with you a million notes a minute but instead weaves a dizzying psychedelic sound scape that is unfamiliar to the genre.

The lyrics sync perfectly with the music. Commenting on a overpopulated society filled with distrust and thrown into an unpredictable future by the hyper connected digital world we created. Vocalist Doug Moore offers no solutions to the plight but just merely presents the listener with a portrait of the world at its present state. On the album opener  ‘New Parasite,’ Moore growls the ills of modern urban life.

“And I crawl the streets, gobbling its corrupted flesh even as it sickens me,”

The album paints a portrait of those being left to the gutters and filth while technology creates a technocratic class the ignores the plight.

Forward thinking has always been a hallmark of metal but in an age when bands cling to tried and true genre standards that philosophy has gone out the proverbial window. Pyrrhon is band that embraces moving metal forward and even though their projection for mankind’s future is bleak the band has set the bar high for their own.

Click here to check out Pyrrhon’s: An Excellent Servant, But a Terrible Master on their Bandcamp page.

– Clark Johnson