Posted in On the Radar on January 28th, 2013 by H.P. Taskmaster
Okay, stay with me on this one. Way back at SHoD XI in 2011, I caught a band called Nagato from West Virginia who kicked my ass a more than fair amount and whose demo I grooved on thereafter. Dark, ambient, bluesy, really heavy and moody but without making a show of it. Good stuff that warranted a follow-up and hasn’t gotten one yet. Nagato were playing shows as late as June 2012, so what their status is, I’m not really sure.
In the meantime, though, guitarist/vocalist Paul Cogle – whose tone and delivery was a major source of my appreciation for what Nagato were doing — has put together a new project called Black Blizzard. Joining him (he’s the one right on the camera in the pic above) is Brooklyn-based drummer Ben Proudman. The two were formerly bandmates in the punk outfit Vox Populi and got going as Black Blizzard in the middle of last year, playing a show the same night they decided they were a band. Nothing like a quick start.
The duo have just put out their first release, a three-song EP called Broken Hands, Broken Heartsthat sets a surprisingly diverse course in a short span of time. All told, “Light up the Night,” “Loss” and “Black Blizzard” top out around 16 minutes, but in that time, Cogle and Proudman move fluidly from rocking riffage and a catchy chorus offset by distorted crunch to sullen instrumental guitar minimalism with some obscured layers of noise low in the mix, rounding out with Conan-style low end on their eponymous closer, a tide of guitar leading the course for a build that might have been what Helmet turned into had they decided early on that they liked kicking ass and wanted to keep doing it. Vocals on the closer are wetter with reverb than on the opener and stand up to the thump and crash in the guitars and drums, leaving an impression though the track is still mostly-instrumental.
Broken Hands, Broken Hearts culminates with a vicious dug-in groove that gets louder before cutting out and though I don’t know how often they’re going to be able to get together for writing purposes — West Virginia to Brooklyn or vice versa is a long way to go for band practice — the material on the EP, like Nagato‘s demo, deserves subsequent explorations. Let’s hope it gets them. Until then, here are the three tracks in full courtesy of the Black Blizzard Bandcamp page, also available for a free download:
Posted in Reviews on November 1st, 2012 by H.P. Taskmaster
Though the position of “instrumental riffers from West Virginia” has been filled to varying degrees of figurative and literal permanence by Karma to Burn, with a more subtle touch and laid back groove, Beckley’s four-piece Seven Planets make a solid case with their self-titled sophomore outing. Residing somewhere between Clutch’s pocketed-rhythm-section grooving and the sweetly honed tonality of My Sleeping Karma, what stands Seven Planets out is their looking to the European sphere for influence as few American acts seem to want to do, for better or worse. That’s not to say a few songs on Seven Planets aren’t recognizably derived from Clutch tunes – “Maish Done Wrung Me Out” and “Prime Mover” are striking in that regard and even initial the drumbeat of opener “Up on High” is suggestive of the Maryland band’s self-titled outing – but Seven Planets do well to both keep this homage forward and conscious-feeling (for the most part) while still putting their own stamp on the work within the album’s eight component tracks. Ten-minute second cut, “Objects in Space,” which is by far the longest on the 36-minute release (do they get points for putting the longest song second, rather than first? Yeah, alright), wants nothing either for patience or natural feel, the production smoothing the dual-guitars of Jim Way and Leonard Hanks – the latter of whom also recorded, mixed and mastered the album – without sacrificing depth of tone. Together with drummer Ben Pitt and bassist Mike Williams, the guitars keep a humility to the jams that works well in their favor, following 2008’s also-self-released Flight of the Ostrich with a purposefully heady vibe that never quite loses its direction entirely, no matter how far into the psychedelic stratosphere it may go. They may not be exactly innovating either in their grooves or spaced-out flourish, but for a band to self-release an instrumental album in a full jewel case these days, to hire Alexander Von Wieding (Larman Clamor, Karma to Burn, on and on) to do their artwork and really give it a push in more than just a, “Hey we got a Bandcamp” kind of way – though the album is also on Bandcamp – shows dedication on the part of the band to their own cause and warrants deeper consideration than just, “It sounds like this and this, check it out.”
Additions like organ, extra percussion and backwards guitar bring out a burgeoning sense of complexity on “Up on High,” “Maish Done Wrung Me Out” or the penultimate “Locus,” but on closer “Lamont Starfield,” it’s Robot Hive/Exodus-era Clutch start-stops just waiting for the vocals. Way and Hanks, however familiar the base they’re working from, do leave room for plenty of dynamic interplay, and whether it’s a shared bluesy lead, as on that song, or the earlier, Ween-style swirling of “Maish Done Wrung Me Out,” and Williams (presumably no relation to the EyeHateGod vocalist with whom he shares a name) delivers a standout performance on bass, so whatever else the album has working for or against it, it has a secret weapon in Williams. That’s true at least until “9th Time,” on which he comes forward to drive the initial progression while Way and Hanks echo out behind, at which point his presence and performance are undeniable. Pitt’s drumming leans a bit on the snare, but does so interestingly enough that it doesn’t feel so much like a crutch as much as the march is just a major factor in his favor. When the guitars pick up the lead in “9th Time,” Pitt is right there alongside, opening up a straightforward beat on his hi-hat to push the adrenaline of the track forward. Williams seems to disappear for a time, but returns with a striking fill toward the end, and though there’s a quick machine sample before the following cut, “Circuit,” begins, the atmosphere remains laid back despite the inorganic interruption. Pacing-wise, Seven Planets do well to keep mostly in the middle, allowing the songs to retain their sense of structure while keeping an exploratory vibe about them, which “Circuit” certainly has despite its open coolness. That song is more their own, and though they put timed volume swells and shifts into it, “Prime Mover” nonetheless returns them distinctly to the Pulaski Skyway, which though it’s less theirs entirely, nonetheless gives the rhythm section a chance to shine, which it seems to relish, particularly in the case of Williams.
Okay, so maybe these two bands are stand-ins for bigger ideas, but think about it this way: The central question in looking at defunct Dutch psych proggers 35007 (on my mind following their inclusion in this month’s podcast) and reborn West Virginian riff bashers Karma to Burn is what do you want from an instrumental band? Do you want extensive musical exploration born out of freeform or structurally open jamming, or do you want head-down, driving rock, just without some singer guy blathering on about motorcycles and hey whoa baby yeah?
By way of examples, let’s take 35007‘s 2005 swansong, Phase V, and what was then Karma to Burn‘s second album, 1999′s Wild Wonderful Purgatory, which was the record that established them as an instrumental act following their 1997 self-titled debut. The 35007 made a bed of odd time signatures and underlying experiments in synth, resulting in a varied, eclectic presentation, where Karma to Burn‘s sophomore outing is among the most straightforward stoner rock albums, period. If it was any more stripped down, they wouldn’t be playing.
I’m not necessarily championing either as the best in the band’s catalog (though I’ll argue for Phase V in that regard), but looking to get a discussion going on what you want when you listen to instrumental heavy rock. Karma to Burn and 35007 — both pivotal and highly influential bands who got started around the same time in the early/mid ’90s — stand for very different things musically while still roughly residing in the same genre. So let’s do this:
Is it the expanded creative realm of 35007?
Or the balls-out, bullshit-free classicism of Karma to Burn?
You know the drill by now. These posts are always about having some fun, so wherever you stand, make sure you leave a comment below. I’m looking forward to seeing how this one turns out.
Posted in Reviews on September 7th, 2011 by H.P. Taskmaster
I don’t get down that way as often as I used to, but once every year and a half or so, Asbury Park does me just right. Last night was one such occasion. I left the office a bit after 8PM, sloshed my way through the rain Southbound on the world famous Garden State Parkway, down to admirable Asbury mainstay The Saint, where West Virginian instrumental riffers were joined by Jersey‘s own The Atomic Bitchwax and The Ominous Order of Filthy Mongrels, who were about halfway through their set when I forked over my $12 and got in.
Despite having On the Radar-ized them as far back as last April, and despite my fandom of guitarist Mike Schwiegert and vocalist Kevin LeBlanc‘s prior bands (Lord Sterling and A Day of Pigs, respectively), and despite living a mere 90 minutes away, it was my first time catching The Ominous Order of Filthy Mongrels live, and I was glad to have the chance to do so. They’ve got some classic crossover in their sound that they offset with noisy crunch and thick tones, and with their first full-length reportedly in the can, there seems to be much more to look forward to.
The five-piece were something of a standout on the bill for how aggressive they were, but there was no denying the formidable presence they brought to the stage. LeBlanc is a natural frontman who plays to the strength of his screams, and Schwiegert — joined on guitar by Dave Anderson — excellently displays his hardcore roots without giving in to East Coast chest-thumping cliche. The material they played was pummeling, and it looked as though they were having fun finding out just how heavy they can be.
The Atomic Bitchwax, on the other hand, seemed just to be having fun. Not counting the couple minutes I saw at Roadburn, it was the first I’d seen them since the release of their latest album, The Local Fuzz (review here), and while they capped their set with about 20 minutes of that 42-minute instrumental riff-fest, they ran through a handful of other songs first, including “So Come On,” “Shitkicker” and the Core cover, “Kiss the Sun,” which served as a reminder of just how much a part of the Bitchwax guitarist/vocalist Finn Ryan has become since coming on board prior to the release of 3 in 2005.
Rightfully so since he used to be in Core, Ryan took lead vocal on that song as per usual, but bassist/vocalist Chris Kosnik seems to have stepped back on some of the material from 3 and 2009′s TAB4 as well — “Destroyer” from the former comes to mind — though both had smiles on their faces for “Gettin’ Old” from the band’s classic 1999 self-titled debut. The Atomic Bitchwax being rounded out by “Monster Bob” Pantella on drums, Kosnik is the only remaining founding member, but without hesitation, I’ll say their set at The Saint was among the tightest I’ve ever seen them, and I’ve seen them plenty.
Kosnik and Ryan were completely locked in on bass and guitar, their fingers rapidly making their way through the band’s signature winding riffs with speeds approaching Slayer levels at times during “The Local Fuzz.” That album probably took some flack for moving so far away from 4‘s pop-based songwriting modus — it’s easy to see it as a kind of “diarrhea of the riff” — but live, it made more sense, and it seemed almost as though the band were stripping everything down to the essential parts, and answering those who likewise denigrated 4‘s hyper-accessibility by saying, “Well, you want fuzzy riffs, here they are.” And there they were. For about 20 minutes solid.
And I guess if Karma to Burn is going to get a lead in, there probably isn’t one more appropriate than that. The trio’s anti-bullshit stance is long noted, most recently evinced on their second album for Napalm Records, V, but as they ran through a set of their numerically-titled instrumental pieces, it became increasingly clear that something was amiss, particularly with guitarist Will Mecum.
When drummer Rob Oswald (ex-Nebula) came around his kit early on to fix the foot of his bass drum, Mecum cursed audibly and with frustration. I don’t know what the situation is with the band, if he was pissed at Oswald for something or if he stubbed his toe — I refuse to speculate or spread rumors needlessly — but something had him off his game. He played much of the set like some men operate heavy machinery: with his ballcap pulled down over his eyes and his shoulders slumped in contempt.
And though he spent a significant amount of time facing the wall to the side of the stage, leaving Oswald‘s near-flatly-set toms high cymbals and bassist Rich Mullins with the task of acknowledging the audience in a manner not unlike someone trying to explain away a domestic disturbance to the cops the neighbors called, (prior to their going on, Mullins had told me the tour was, “a lot of work”), they sounded really good. It was almost in spite of themselves.
They’re clearly three very different individuals — Mecum with his grit and seemingly endless supply of riffs, Mullins with his gaunt rocker’s looks and stage presence, and Oswald the beardo wizard in back launching into impossible-looking fills — and again, I don’t know what the situation is in the band, but Karma to Burn has become so influential in heavy rock because there’s a special chemistry among the players, and that came through in the songs. They cut the set short, nixing “41″ from 2009′s Appalachian Incantation among others, and obviously it was a bad night for the band, but I didn’t leave The Saint disappointed.
The music was right on and I got to see a new band for the first time, a local staple who were mind-bogglingly tight, and an act who’ve left an indelible mark on their genre. It was a good night, I got to see some good people. For $12 on a rainy Tuesday, you can’t reasonably ask much more than that. It was a bummer that it was a bummer for Karma to Burn, but hopefully they’ll make it up on the rest of the tour, which hits Boston tonight (Sept. 7, with formidable locals Black Thai and Ichabod) and Brooklyn tomorrow, once again with The Atomic Bitchwax on the latter bill as a replacement for the apparently-defunct Black Pyramid.
More pics after the jump. Thanks to The Saint for being so brightly lit.
Posted in Reviews on May 25th, 2011 by H.P. Taskmaster
Among the many routes to take, Karma to Burn has always been one of the most direct lines to the riff. The West Virginian trio’s instrumental approach is among the most bullshit-free in all of heavy rock, and that has remained the case following their reunion in 2009. With the release of Appalachian Incantation last year (review here), guitarist Will Mecum, bassist Rich Mullins and drummer Rob Oswald (ex-Nebula) joined forces with Napalm Records and successfully began to incorporate the vocals of Dan Davies of Year Long Disaster, in which Mullins also plays, essentially merging the two bands into one, pulling double duty on joint tours, etc. Appalachian Incantation marked a successful reunion, and the aptly-titled follow-up, V, which sure enough is Karma to Burn’s fifth album overall, takes on the weighty task of re-beginning a creative development on the part of the band.
It’s not an easy thing to do. One reunion album is hard enough to pull off, but by getting back together and releasing a second full-length, you’re more or less saying that this thing has stuck and you’re rolling with it. You’re no longer a reunion band, you’re just a band. The second return album completely does away with the novelty of the first, and you reopen yourself to judgment based not on the fact that people are glad you’re back together again, but based solely on the merit of the work itself.
I doubt it’s anything Karma to Burn has lost sleep over, and if V is any indication, they’re keener on affecting a decent presentation of their sound than doing anything outlandishly new with it. No question that V is the band’s most produced album to date. Recorded by John Lousteau (who’s previously worked on albums by Motörhead, Foo Fighters and Danko Jones) at Dave Grohl’s Studio 606, the songs are crisp and clear – Mullins’ tone in particular sounds better than it ever has on a Karma to Burn record – but still in possession of some measure of the band’s original grit. There’s enough separation to enjoy Mecum’s guitar and Mullins’ bass in equal measure, and Oswald’s drums may have been replaced digitally, but if they were, it’s not offensively synthesized sounding. His snare is low and deep and serves as excellent punctuation for many of the tracks, including the sort-of-centerpiece, “The Cynic,” which is one of the three songs included on V with Davies on vocals.
Posted in On the Radar on November 22nd, 2010 by H.P. Taskmaster
Boy oh boy, Morgantown, West Virginia, must really have something against vocalists. First Karma to Burn has to basically be ordered to get one for their first record, only to swear them off forever afterwards (only to eventually merge with Year Long Disaster and employ one more regularly), then Treasure Cat comes along wanting no part of any singer’s ego, and now the bruising trio Hovel likewise can’t be bothered. Don’t get me wrong, I know first-hand what a pain in the ass singers can be, but there’s got to be at least one in West Virginia that the rest of a band would be willing to put up with. West by God has one. Maybe they’ll share.
It’s easy to get into the grooves Hovel proffers, what with the familiarly American doom riffs and quality bass fills of a song like “Taking off the Guv’nor,” or the decidedly Iommi-esque bent of “26 Inch Sonic Witch” — both audible at the band’s MySpace. The second of those tracks comes off Hovel‘s Fuzzbuster/26 Inch Sonic Witch 7″ (you can also hear the first on there), released by Seattle‘s Flotation Records in a limited edition of 500. Hovel also has a six-song self-titled EP they’re selling on the MySpace that one presumes the cuts “GammaMinusMachineMinder” and “Taking off the Guv’nor” come from.
For being from an area rich in this kind of rock — could Morgantown be the official home of instrumental stoner riffing? — Hovel fit right in with a second generation of quality guitar-led jammers like Admiral Browning and Nitroseed in losing nothing of the doomed experience for lacking in throat. Ah hell. Whoever was singing would probably just blather on about cars and chicks anyway. Might as well let the crowd enjoy the riffs unencumbered. Take a listen to “Taking off the Guv’nor” and see if you don’t agree:
I set myself a couple rules for this one: No farther west than Texas, nothing north of Virginia and if a band features members of Down, they’re out. That means no Crowbar, no C.O.C., no Eyehategod or any of their other offshoots. Those are great bands, don’t get me wrong, but you get into that territory and next thing you know the whole podcast is full — ditto had I included Maryland — and I think once you take a look at the tracklist, you’ll see I was aiming for something else entirely.
When the idea was originally suggested, it was an exploration of the new Southern metal, bands like Baroness and their post-Mastodon Southern prog ilk. Later it was expanded to include a wide breadth of Southern rock and metal old and new. Well, the first was a little too narrowly focused (there just aren’t 30 bands — yet — playing Masto-prog), and the second was a little too wide ranging, so I took a middle course between them. You still get the bands like Baroness, Torche, Mastodon, and Zoroaster, and you also get some more straightforward rock-type stuff from the likes of Texas acts SuperHeavyGoatAss, Amplified Heat and Orthodox Fuzz.
I’m pretty sure you’ll agree it’s a killer mix of bands, and that it covers a wide ground, from the humid sludge of Sourvein and Ol’ Scratch, to the wide-eyed psych bliss of Tasha-Yar. All but one of the included tracks are from the latter half of the last decade (I’d argue the song from 2004 and the album from which it came were a big inspiration for many of the other bands present), and that was definitely on purpose, since this is a vibrant scene happening right now. I tried to be as timely with it as I could.
In that spirit, you’ll find new music included from Torche, Kylesa (finally found Spiral Shadow at an FYE; let the record show I tried two legitimate indie stores first), Elliott’s Keep, US Christmas, Kin of Ettins, Orthodox Fuzz and The Crimson Electric. To honor readers Josh and Jason who first presented and then expanded the idea, we start off with Weedeater, who are possibly the most Southern band on the planet.
Click here or the image above to get the file, or stream it on the player above. Full tracklist with timestamps and years of release is after the jump. I hope you enjoy it.
Posted in Features on May 13th, 2010 by H.P. Taskmaster
Instrumental Los Angeles (by way of West Virginia) trio Karma to Burn have just released their first full-length since 2002 in the form of Appalachian Incantation, and are set to kick off their first US tour in support of the record tomorrow night in Brooklyn. For most bands, that would probably qualify as “busy enough,” but Karma to Burn, who officially reunited in Spring 2009 and have since had a bevvy of releases, seem to prefer their collective plate when it’s full.
Drummer Rob Oswald, guitarist Will Mecum and bassist Rich Mullins, in addition to playing as Karma to Burn, will now also be pulling duty as the band Year Long Disaster — of which Mullins was already a member — and in turn, Year Long Disaster vocalist Dan Davies has (sort of) joined Karma to Burn as their first singer since RoadrunnerRecords pressured them into having vocals on their self-titled album in 1997. Oh, and they’re apparently planning more work with John Garcia (ex-Kyuss, Slo Burn et al), who shows up on the Appalachian Incantation bonus track, “Two Times.” So there’s that as well.
If that seems like a fuck-load of information, and confusing information at that, it is, and rest assured, I don’t have any better grasp than you do, but Mullins, at least as he manages to keep it all straight in the interview conducted this past Monday, seems to have a hold on it, and that’s probably what’s most important. In our relatively short conversation (at least compared to how it usually goes around here), he not only confirmed the above, but revealed that Karma to Burn will likely be touring with The Sword in September, Monster Magnet sometime thereafter and recording a new album before the end of the year. Information abounds.
Please enjoy the interview after the jump, and if it helps, feel free to take notes. I did.
Posted in Reviews on May 10th, 2010 by H.P. Taskmaster
I always have to marvel at fans of Karma to Burn who can stand at a show and get into an argument about which was a better song, “Eight” or “Twenty Six,” as personally, I’ve never managed to sort out which numbers — since that’s how the West Virginia unit name their instrumental pieces — were which. Maybe I haven’t been paying close enough attention. Maybe I’m an asshole. All these things are possible.
In any case, after doing the reunion thing in 2009 following the release of a boxed set in 2007, two splits, a live album and a live DVD, Karma to Burn have officially begun the cycle anew with their first full-length since 2002’s Almost Heathen, Appalachian Incantation (Napalm Records). The album will no doubt delight those who’ve missed the band’s bullshit-free take on riff rock, balancing its lack of frills on the edge of minimalism without ever crossing over or coming off as pretentious in any way. It’s this balance, which no other instrumental stoner outfit has pulled off as well before or since, that Karma to Burn has been able to maintain on Appalachian Incantation, and their rock is as potent as ever for it.
Interestingly, the core trio of guitarist William Mecum, bassist Rich Mullins and drummer Rob Oswald (now ex-Nebula) chose to split Appalachian Incantation in half by means of a track with vocals, the album single, “Waiting on the Western World,” which boasts a guest appearance from Year Long Disaster’s Dan Davies. Despite the memorable riffs that permeate “41” and opener “44,” “Waiting on the Western World” comes off as an accessible nod that, yes, sometimes Karma to Burn’s methodology can be hard to keep up with. Whether it was the label or the band that put it where it is, it works and serves to give Appalachian Incantation a landmark just where one is needed.
The reunion of Karma to Burn is a story The Obelisk has been following since it was announced, and now that the resulting Scott Reeder-produced album, Appalachian Incantation, is just a week away from release on Napalm Records and the band are gearing up for a tour culminating with a performance at Rocklahoma (really?), I’m more than happy to showcase the premiere video, “Waiting on the Western World,” which features the vocals of Dan Davies of Year Long Disaster. Here it is with some PR wire whathaveyou tossed in for good measure:
Produced by Scott Reeder (ex-Kyuss, Black Math Horseman producer), Appalachian Incantation is the band’s first studio album in eight years. Known as an instrumental outfit, Karma to Burn invited two vocalists to join them for the new album: Daniel Davies of Year Long Disaster lends vocals to “Waiting on the Western World” and legendary Kyuss singer John Garcia performs on “Two Times” (exclusive to the bonus disc included with the first 2,000 copies of Appalachian Incantation).
Karma to Burn on tour:
May 14 New York, NY The Knitting Factory
May 15 WestChester, PA The Note
May 16 Baltimore, MD Ottobar
May 17 Springfield, VA Jaxx
May 19 Pittsburgh, PA 31st Pub
May 20 Charleston, WV The Sound Factory
May 21 Huntington, WV V Club
May 22 Morgantown, WV 123 Pleasant St.
May 23 Columbus, OH Ravari Room
May 24 Cleveland, OH Nehmeth’s Lounge
May 25 Detroit, MI Magic Stick
May 26 Chicago, IL Double Door
May 27 Madison, WI High Noon Saloon
May 29 Wichita, KS Lizard Lounge
May 30 Oklahoma City, OK Rocklahoma
Posted in Whathaveyou on February 25th, 2010 by H.P. Taskmaster
Fabled West Virginian instrumental stoner metallers Karma to Burn are reissuing two out of their three albums. Bet you can’t guess which ones?
Hint: It’s the two that Roadrunner didn’t make them hire a vocalist on. Zing!
Tee Pee Records via the PR wire gives the lowdown on the vinyls, plus some Euro dates. Nifty:
Tee Pee Records is very proud to announce the vinyl reissues of Wild Wonderful Purgatory and Almost Heathen from legendary stoner rock pioneers Karma to Burn. Both albums will be released on April 6th 2010 and will coincide with Karma to Burn‘s April 2010 UK/European tour.
Wild Wonderful Purgatory and Almost Heathen will each come with a 10″ vinyl of bonus material including demos from the first album, newly recorded versions of “20” and “30” and all new artwork by Alex Von Wielding.
Karma to Burn UK/European tour: 04.01.10 DE – Karlsruhe / Substage
04.02.10 FR – Paris / Nouveau Casino
04.03.10 NL – Schijndel / Paaspop Festival
04.04.10 DE – WeilderStadt / JH Kloster
04.05.10 DE – Hamburg / Molotow
04.06.10 DE – Berlin / Magnet
04.07.10 DE – Marburg / KFZ
04.08.10 DE – Köln / Underground
04.09.10 DE – Osnabrück / Westwerk
04.10.10 BE – Leuven / Het Depot
04.12.10 CH – Basel / Hirscheneck
04.13.10 CH – Zürich / Rote Fabrik
04.14.10 IT – Milano / Circolo A.R.C.I. Magnolia
04.15.10 CH – Bern / ISC
04.16.10 NL – Tilburg / Roadburn Festival
04.19.10 UK – Newcastle / Academy 2
04.20.10 UK – Glasgow / Cathouse
04.21.10 UK – Manchester / Academy 3
04.22.10 UK – Sheffield / Corporation
04.23.10 UK – Dublin / Academy 2
04.24.10 UK – Birmingham / Academy 2
04.25.10 UK – Bristol / Academy 2
04.26.10 UK – London / Garage
04.27.10 UK – Southampton / Talking Heads
04.30.10 GR – Thessaloniki / 8 Ball club
05.01.10 GR – Athens /AN Club
Posted in Whathaveyou on January 19th, 2010 by H.P. Taskmaster
Normally, I’d post the live dates here, but since I received an email directing me to West Virginia instrumetallers Karma to Burn‘s brandy-new website, I figured I’d pass along the info that way and allow others to discover the wheres and whens of the reunited trio’s latest European jaunt as I did. In case you missed it, Karma to Burn‘s Live 2009 — Reunion Tour DVD is out now thanks to Napalm Records.
Posted in Whathaveyou on November 3rd, 2009 by H.P. Taskmaster
The PR wire has it that West Virginian instrumental assassins Karma to Burn are in the studio prepping their comeback album for Napalm Records, and that they’ll also have a DVD out this December, and that they’ll be touring Europe for a month in 10 days’ time. Busy busy busy. Check it out:
Karma to Burn are currently recording their new album w/ Mathias Schneeberger (Gutter Twins) in Pasadena, California and features special guest Matt Maiellaro of Aqua Teen Hunger Force (director, writer, creator, bus driver, also producing the band’s new video for “43″). KTB has also re-recorded their hit songs “Twenty” and “Thirty” to appear on their upcoming DVD out December 15th courtesy of Napalm. The re-recorded track “Twenty” will also appear on a split 7-inch w/ ASG to be released on Volcom.
Karma to Burn Live!
USA Nov 6 2009 Spaceland Los Angeles, California w/ 16 and Totimoshi
Europe Nov 12 2009 MUZ Club N?rnberg Nov 13 2009 HDO Brandenburg Brandenburg Nov 14 2009 Titty Twister Dresden Nov 15 2009 Modra Vopice Prague Nov 16 2009 Arena Vienna Nov 17 2009 KSET Zagreb Nov 18 2009 Channel Zero Ljubljana Nov 19 2009 Circolo A.R.C.I Fidenza Nov 20 2009 Bloom Mezzago Nov 21 2009 United Club Torino Nov 22 2009 Bronson Ravenna Nov 23 2009 Sinister Noise Roma Nov 24 2009 Sabotage Bar Vicenza Nov 25 2009 Le Romandie Lausanne Nov 26 2009 Sonnenkeller Balingen Nov 27 2009 Musiktheater Piano Dortmund Nov 28 2009 SPEEDFEST Eindhoven w/ Peter Pan Speedrock,GBH, Death Angel, US Bombs Nov 29 2009 Le Grillen Colmar Nov 30 2009 GRRRNDZERO Lyon Dec 1 2009 Le Mojomatic Montpellier Dec 2 2009 La MDE Poitiers Dec 3 2009 Hotel de la musique Roubaix
UK w/ Monster Magnet Dec 5 2009 Rock City Nottingham Dec 6 2009 KOKO London Dec 7 2009 Garage Glasgow Dec 8 2009 Cabaret Voltaire Edinburgh, Scotland * no Monster Magnet Dec 9 2009 Academy 2 Manchester Dec 10 2009 Assembly Leamington Spa Dec 11 2009 Wulfrun Wolverhampton Dec 12 2009 Met University Leeds
Posted in Reviews on March 23rd, 2009 by H.P. Taskmaster
I’ve only been to West Virginia once in my life; I was about 12 years old. Even at that tender, pubescent age, when hormones had me thinking of little other than boobies (so much has changed), I was able to look around and notice that it was the whitest place I’d ever seen. White people, everywhere. 95.99 percent Caucasian, according to the 2005 census as quoted on Wikipedia. It was one pale-ass state.
But these aren’t the rich white motherfuckers who made a rectal dartboard of our economy and stole our retirements out from under us to give themselves multi-million dollar bonuses. These are coal miners, who’ve been screwed over by the same powers that be since the days of the robber barons. They’ve hollowed out their beautiful stretch of Appalachia and have what exactly to show for it? Bosses with cash enough to get the best PR out of each and every mine collapse.
The inherent conflict of their home state and working man’s frustration is evident in the instrumental post-doom offerings of Huntington, West Virginia trio Hyatari (all white). Originally brought to prominence with the helping hand of a 2005 reissue of their self-released 2004 album, The Light Carriers by Earache Records subsidiary Code:Breaker, the band soon found themselves in similar straits as labelmates Figure of Merit, Abandon and Zatokrev. When the label project went under, so did they. Hyatari were off the map.
With the late 2008 release of They Will Surface — sounds as much like a warning as an assurance, doesn’t it? — Hyatari reemerged through Caustic Eye Productions with six extended suns that never set; each track droning its way into and out of and back into oblivion like sheets of universe crashing into each other. It is hypnotic and disturbing.
Posted in Reviews on February 27th, 2009 by H.P. Taskmaster
Fact is, when Metal Mind reissues something, they do it up right — albums remastered on golden discs, digipaks, liner notes, limited runs, bonus tracks out the ass, sometimes redone art and sometimes not, and when they acquire a property, they consider the best way of getting it out there to the people. They’re not all great, because in the Polish imprint’s quest to mine the back catalogs of the likes of Nuclear Blast and Roadrunner there are duds a-plenty, but in the case of Mountain Mama’s, the triple CD box set combining West Virginian recently-reunited, mostly-instrumental riff-mongers Karma to Burn‘s three full-lengths — Karma to Burn (1997), Wild Wonderful Purgatory (1999) and Almost Heathen (2002) — they nailed it.
I’d liken it to the box treatment Warner International gave to Kyuss‘ Blues for the Red Sun, Welcome to Sky Valley and …And the Circus Leaves Town in 2000, but where that was essentially the three albums wrapped in cardboard, Metal Mind gives us these remastered three Karma to Burn discs in a custom digipak with striking artwork by Elizabeth Duebell biting the head off the Wild Wonderful Purgatory cover; redder and without the lady patriot. Hard to lose when you’ve got a Satanic goat dressed in Native American garb riding a horse carring the West Virginia state flag.