By Jessica May and The Headbanging Hostess, because why write a whole column by yourself? Some things are better with friends…. Jessie’s List Best Headbanging Hair: Bassist Gary Goudreau from End-Time Illusion. Best Bassist-Turned-Psychic: Keith Zalinger, formerly of Nethereal and Khasm and currently moonlighting as a psychic-at-large – trust us, that shit’s not made up!… Continue reading Jessie and Vanessa’s Best Local Metal of 2013: Bassists and Things That Happen in Stamford
Some bands instantly make sense. The album spins, notes pour out of speakers, and the listener’s brain captures the signal, converting it to something it can process. As a voracious consumer of music I have a tendency to compare everything I hear to something I’ve already been exposed to as a point of reference. There… Continue reading Review of Drifting Toward The Edge Of The Earth by When The Deadbolt Breaks
Two years ago, Alternative Control described Mindsnap Music’s Metal-Rock Mania as “fun, free, and flowing with cheap beer,” a relaxed bi-weekly event that welcomed bands from many genres. But shortly after we wrote that article, the bar that hosted the event closed down and the all the metal-mania was put on hold… Until now. Christian… Continue reading Mindsnap is Back!
It makes you want to throw your clothing aside and writhe in the entangled mass of a thousand slaves’ living flesh. It makes you want to bathe in lukewarm bacon grease. It makes you want to consume an inhuman amount of red wine, whiskey, tequila, then finish with a dark, flavorful stout, before driving on… Continue reading Bair Grills Nightbitch
By Anthony Quinn Carpanzano Edited by Heather Elizabeth Clegg and Matthew Foran In 1983, metal made its way into our Stamford neighborhoods. That is my recollection of it at least. Cousins Tony Truglio and Frank Cortese, two original members of Liege Lord, lived on my street at the time. The guys were knee deep into… Continue reading The Legend of the Lord
Down here in Stamford, there are metal shows… But the audience is the band members’ twelve friends and the beers all cost six dollars. Okay, five for a PBR. To find a really brutal metal show in Connecticut, though – the kind where there’s a hundred people and some dude is fisting a blow-up sheep… Continue reading The Gold-Coasters Hit the Road: Cherry Street Station and Cook’s Café