This has been the week for sludgy post-metal. Plenty of bands have jumped into the build-explode-repeat, wall-of-sound, and crushing riffs of the genre this year, but the two best albums of the scene came out this week.
It's a funny name for a show, presumably playing on the testosterone orientation of the audience. Ironic, then, that the gender ratio of the audience was the closest to even of any metal show I've been to. Perhaps that owed ...