Captain Graves isn't a new name 'round these parts. We interviewed this extraterrestrial bringer of destruction (in conjunction with Advent Varic) a few weeks back, and I'll be damned if his vision of apocalyptic planetary demise didn't strike a certain nerve. You see, we Villagers appreciate a good turn of phrase, even if the scribe in question is intent on our inevitable violent expiration.
And so we bequeathed The Captain his very own review column within our humble halls. Herein, he'll be chronicling dark and heavy earthly music that suit his judicial tastes. Our time here is limited...so enjoy these recommendations while you still can.
First up: Texas' own Forebode.
Hailing from Austin, TX, Forebode are here to crush your faces with disgusting heavy riffs. These four
dudes really know how to tickle my fancy. "Blackened Sludge" reminds me of all the worlds I've decimated. Shooting fire from my hands on a rainy day, I watch the people melt as I lay waste to their home. The Captain loves these sights and sounds.
Right off the bat in "Firebrand," we get that oh-so-beautiful black metal belch that I love so
dearly. Riff after riff, scream after scream, I want more. As you continue on the path of this jam
you get some of those awesome southern grooves.
Then we move on to "Soul Trip" to get wrecked by that massive bass guitar. How do you get
that thing so sludgy, my dear GIGI? I wish there were more body in the guitar solo of this song.
I'm a sucker for stacking guitars into eternity, and I just don't get that here. The track, as a
whole, is so crunchy and fat that it loses something.
The beginning of "Forbode Part 1" makes me feel like The Lizard King himself. Stumbling
through the desert high as hell on peyote, I'm thrown into a fucked up trip by that evil man on
vocals. It sends me into a pit of quicksand I surely won't escape. "Forbode Part 2" is yet another stoner-esque track. I love some good ol' rock n' roll riffs, The King taught me well. This vocal track is not a fit for this song. Not to say I don't like the vocals, I think I've made my feelings on them pretty clear. They just seem out of place.
Next we dive into "The Primitive Realm", and in the beginning, I am unsure how I feel about this
song. Another unfitting vocal part, then I'm blasted with that epic sludgy goodness, and
some more of that awesome groove metal.
All in all, this is a rock-solid debut EP from these boys in Texas. Forebode is on to something here. I'll be keeping my ears and eyes open to see where this goes. I hope they continue with that evil shit. Either way, they better get to it, lest I destroy you all.
Providing thoughtful reviews of music that is heavy, gloomy, and loud enough to wake us from slumber. Written by a groggy-eyed, highfalutin peasantry.