Frydee Church of Misery
Posted in Bootleg Theater on June 18th, 2010 by H.P. TaskmasterChurch of Misery covering Saint Vitus. If it gets more doom than that — no, wait, it can’t possibly get more doom than that, so I’m not going to entertain the hypothesis. This comes off the Born too Late split with Sheavy. Good stuff.
I’m running late, so I’m going to keep this short. As soon as this is posted I’m going to head out the door and jump on 95 to get down to Manhattan to catch the Melvins, Isis and Totimoshi at Webster Hall. If you’re going I’ll see you there. Don’t buy me a drink because when the show is over I have to drive back up to Connecticut.
Stick around for next week. We’ll finish up the Top Five of the First Half of 2010 and have an interview with Tony Reed of Stone Axe, plenty of other goodies as well. Whatever you’re up to this weekend, hope it’s a blast. Stay safe and we’ll see you back here on Monday.


Indianapolis trad doomers The Gates of Slumber have their sound in the key of epic. On their latest album and first for Rise Above Records, Hymns of Blood and Thunder (
Just about everything concerning Indianapolis traditional doomers The Gates of Slumber is heavy, from their look (there is nothing more metal than a skullet, and I say that completely without irony or facetiousness) to their riffs, to the artwork and medieval brutality of their lyrics. Seriously, these guys are fucking metal. No counterpoint necessary.
They?re based in the UK, but there?s really no telling where planet-hopping space rockers Litmus might end up in or out of this feebly-armed galaxy by the end of their third album, Aurora, and where they might take you likewise. Their second album on Rise Above Records (2004?s You are Here came out on aptly-named Space Records), Aurora follows the mellotronned spirit of 2007?s Planetfall, but delves even further into an unmined quarry of retro prog and Hawkwindy sonicspheres.
NOTE: Yeah, I know I didn’t write part one yet. I’m starting with Pt. 2. If you don’t like it, get your own damn website and number posts however you see fit. Now then…
albums, 2004′s The Awakening and 2006′s Suffer No Guilt, to no avail. Though 2008′s Conqueror didn’t do much for me in terms of repeat listens, my understanding was such that the two that came before were the way to go. Has yet to be seen (or heard, I suppose). In either case, the trio surprised the hell out of me by kicking all sorts of unholy trad doom ass on material both new and old, highlighting Conqueror cuts like “Trapped in the Web” while simultaneously promoting their forthcoming Rise Above debut, Hyms of Blood and Thunder (split your lungs therein). Skulleted guitarist/vocalist Karl Simon pulled emotive solo notes to new song “Descent into Madness” shortly after saying how glad he was people had come down to the show because he didn’t think anyone would show up, and if I wasn’t a fan before, I certainly was one by the time they were done with “The Ice Worm’s Lair.”
Blah blah blah, Carcass reunion, blah blah blah. Get to the good part.
I’ll say this for Tokyo stoner metallers Church of Misery: their sound is insane enough to do justice to the serial killers they write songs about. I once heard Slayer guitarist Kerry King describe the drumming of Dave Lombardo as being always right on the edge, totally about to fall apart, but completely in control at the same time. Well, Church of Misery don’t come off like they’re even trying to make the pretense of control. Chaos, human sacrifice, cannibalism. And on their latest full-length, Houses of the Unholy (Rise Above), a Sir Lord Baltimore cover for good measure.
Firebird guitarist/vocalist Bill Steer probably wasn’t thinking there’s a chain of grocery stores on the east coast of the US called Grand Union when he came up with the title for his band’s fifth album. In all likelihood, he just went with it because it sounded cool and ’70s-ish, which, out of the context of the shopping list, it does. Produce aisle be damned.
April, he was excited to the point that he couldn’t stand still.
Any fans of King Crimson‘s earliest days and/or the modern mellotron antics of Steven Wilson-era Opeth or Belgian rockers Hypnos 69‘s extra-proggy last record, The Eclectic Measure, will want to catch up with San Diego retro prog (henceforth to be referred to as “reprog” in these pages) containment unit Astra. Their shroomy Rise Above Records debut, The Weirding is a sweetly melodic, intricately-arranged excursion into the ’70s when the ’70s were young and the excesses arena rock had yet to take hold. There are some heavier moments peppered in
the longer tracks, mostly arriving after sizeable buildups, but even so, it’s countryside prog all the way.
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