@macafro first told me about Uncle Acid and the Dead Beats a couple of years ago. And they promptly fell off my radar. Well, a couple of months ago they popped back on my radar and became a a steady rotation in my daily life. Especially 2015's The Night Creeper album, and this song in particular!
Just made it around to watching this. Made me smile.
I'm very behind on media, but now that I've had something of a sabbatical (and a pretty gnarly Halloween weekend) I have the headspace to catch up on some of the stuff I've missed.
I had totally missed the fact that Chelsea Wolfe has a new record on the horizon (shipping on or around August 1st!). There's a gaggle of tracks floating around from Abyss (great title) but this creepy ass video is the only sneak peak I want of Ms. Wolfe's new material until I can experience it as a whole when I sit down with some intoxicants and hit play by candle light when the actual Long Player lands.
This video is awesome - it's amazing to me that Ghost can continue to display the sense of humor that they do and still maintain the insidious 70s satanic horror vibe they pull off so well. And if the song itself, which available for free download on their site, is any indication, the new record Meliora will be an even more epic step in this brilliant band's evolution.
Pitchfork reports that The Agent Intellect, Protomartyr's follow-up to last year's brilliantUnder Color Of Official Right will be released on October 9th via Hardly Art. Easily my most-anticipated album of the year before hearing this new track, which is so good I really just want to keep playing it over and over again but, you know, must preserve the purity of the album experience.
And you can download the first track for free on their website right now! Head over to Heaven is an Incubator to listen to that track - named Cirice - now!
Man how I wish I'd gotten this sold-out poster from his bandcamp!
I caught sight of this a few weeks ago and promptly forgot about it - with constant access anywhere, anytime the internet has become something of a roiling sea to me, and I've essentially become the nautical disaster survivor, swimming from one piece of detritus to another, never looking back, always treading water. So much content I find slips through the cracks and disappears. While I write this I stumble to try and remember various tidbits or big announcements that I've encountered in the last few days and nothing comes up.
That's alright - news of a new Perturbator record on the way is more than enough to carry me through the day. Here's a taste.
