Stream: Stuntman – “Bag of Dicks”
Next month, French hardcore outfit Stuntman will drop its third studio album, Incorporate the Excess. The band flaunts its unremitting brutality with lead single “Bag of Dicks,” a song whose title pretty much says it all. It’s an exceptionally confrontational three minutes of sharp, noisy grindcore leads; frenzied, whiplash-inducing drumming; and snarled, caustic vocals. Give a listen above if you’re feeling brave!
Incorporate the Excess is due out January 18 via Solar Flare Records.
Demented and hellish, the new Soupcans EP does not mess around.
Scuzzy garage punkers Soupcans have a new EP out that you can stream via the embed above, and it’s gotta be one of the most manic, filthy, and wild collections of songs I’ve heard in this style in a while. The band holds nothing back with brittle guitars, primal drums, and vocals that border on psychotic. Enjoy!
Toronto experimental rock outfit Pretty Mouth certainly lives up to its creepy name, creating what sounds like a legitimate nightmare on the first track of this new album.
While the band does showcase white a bit of influence from grindcore and noise rock, the vocals on Fears are refreshingly eccentric–even if it’s pretty apparent that these guys were fans of Daughters’ final record.
Stream the record via the widget above, and enjoy!
Billy Woods and Elucid team up on Race Music to make one of the most dense hip hop albums to come out this year. With seventeen tracks laced with this duo’s esoteric lyricism, this one’s gonna require quite a few replays for maximum enjoyment and comprehension. A few shaky choruses on tracks like “Hand Over Fist” and “Renaissance Garments,” but still a rap album worth reading into!
Pusha T drops another track from his forthcoming album, My Name Is My Name, and with tracks like “Sweet Serenade” and “Numbers On the Boards,” this album is shaping up to be the best things G.O.O.D. Music’s has dropped since its inception.
As usual, Pusha brings a lot of coke talked that’s heavily coded with wordplay and double entendres that make replaying this thing worth it. The sparse guitar-driven beat ain’t bad either. Kendrick Lamar’s verse follows through with the druggy themes, but delivers the kind of vivid storytelling we’ve come to expect from albums like Section .80 and GKMC. Enjoy!
Look for My Name Is My Name on Oct. 8th.