Showing posts with label Dillenger Escape Plan. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dillenger Escape Plan. Show all posts

Friday, December 1, 2017

Converge - Murk & Marrow



Converge is new to me, though I've heard of them in an increasing capacity for the last few years. Now I understand why. After listening to the new album, I can say The Dusk in Us is definitely going on my top 10 albums of 2017. Also, a friend scored sold-out tickets for us to see them at LA's The Regent, the venue where I caught Dillinger Escape Plan's farewell LA show last year. Maybe these guys will act as a suitable replacement for seeing DEP live.

Maybe. Either way, great album.

Monday, September 26, 2016

New Dillinger Escape Plan - Symptom of Terminal Illness


As you can no doubt tell from my previous post, I have a really hard time admitting I like anything Metallica has done since the 80s. I do not have that problem with DEP. If October 14th is the release date of what will truly be their final album, we will be losing not only one of the greatest live bands ever (of course they can't possibly perform the way they do on into middle age) but also one of the most interesting evolutions in heavy music.

Either way, end of not, this track is awesome and like nothing I would have expected from them.

Monday, February 18, 2013

NEW DILLENGER ESCAPE PLAN IN MAY!!!

I had no idea - once again Brooklyn Vegan comes through! "One of Us is the Killer" comes out in May on Sumerian Records by way of the band's own Party Smasher Inc. In the meantime, I'd never seen this before and it was every kind of awesome I thought it'd be and more: Now, if you're unfamiliar with DEP here's one of their songs for a little juxtaposition (watch the singer in the hood at about 0:08):
I first saw these guys open for Mr. Bungle on the original stint of the California tour. I had no idea who they were, all I knew was one minute my friends and I were near the front of the stage waiting for the show to start, the next the lights went out and furious strobes sent the whole room into seizure-mode. Five violently spastic and extremely intense individuals appeared and began to make music the likes of which I'd never heard before. These figures on the stage didn't look like people, they looked like... demons. Demons made entirely of static. I was literally afraid. Years later I was backstage at a show at Chicago's Metro with my friend Dave when we saw the guitar player smash his guitar and send it sailing out into the crowd where it connected with someone's face. 

Face.