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  1. The last song from #Slipknot is so ass I had to wipe my headphones.

    For one moment I thought I mistakenly put #StoneSour on the player, but no.

    I'm confused.

    a) Should I show my dissapointment and anger over this creatively bankrupt sample?
    b) Should I cheer because the band is dead like #A7X and I can finally move on?

    #Music #Metal #Rock #Alternative

  2. The last song from #Slipknot is so ass I had to wipe my headphones.

    For one moment I thought I mistakenly put #StoneSour on the player, but no.

    I'm confused.

    a) Should I show my dissapointment and anger over this creatively bankrupt sample?
    b) Should I cheer because the band is dead like #A7X and I can finally move on?

    #Music #Metal #Rock #Alternative

  3. The last song from #Slipknot is so ass I had to wipe my headphones.

    For one moment I thought I mistakenly put #StoneSour on the player, but no.

    I'm confused.

    a) Should I show my dissapointment and anger over this creatively bankrupt sample?
    b) Should I cheer because the band is dead like #A7X and I can finally move on?

    #Music #Metal #Rock #Alternative

  4. The last song from #Slipknot is so ass I had to wipe my headphones.

    For one moment I thought I mistakenly put #StoneSour on the player, but no.

    I'm confused.

    a) Should I show my dissapointment and anger over this creatively bankrupt sample?
    b) Should I cheer because the band is dead like #A7X and I can finally move on?

    #Music #Metal #Rock #Alternative

  5. The last song from #Slipknot is so ass I had to wipe my headphones.

    For one moment I thought I mistakenly put #StoneSour on the player, but no.

    I'm confused.

    a) Should I show my dissapointment and anger over this creatively bankrupt sample?
    b) Should I cheer because the band is dead like #A7X and I can finally move on?

    #Music #Metal #Rock #Alternative

  6. “’Arsenal’ era una canción que podíamos sacar rápidamente mientras trabajamos en el resto del álbum. No es realmente representativa de las otras canciones”, escribió el guitarrista de la banda, además de confirmar que no estará en el próximo álbum.

    Nota completa nacionrock.com/no-es-represent

    #slipknot #jimroot

    🐦🔗 farside.link/x.com/Nacion_Rock
    RT: twitter.com/Nacion_Rock/status

  7. “’Arsenal’ era una canción que podíamos sacar rápidamente mientras trabajamos en el resto del álbum. No es realmente representativa de las otras canciones”, escribió el guitarrista de la banda, además de confirmar que no estará en el próximo álbum.

    Nota completa nacionrock.com/no-es-represent

    #slipknot #jimroot

    🐦🔗 farside.link/x.com/Nacion_Rock
    RT: twitter.com/Nacion_Rock/status

  8. Puh, ich komm auf "Arsenal" von #Slipknot auch nicht klar. Kritik mMn angebracht.

    #metal #music #newReleases

  9. Puh, ich komm auf "Arsenal" von #Slipknot auch nicht klar. Kritik mMn angebracht.

    #metal #music #newReleases

  10. Puh, ich komm auf "Arsenal" von #Slipknot auch nicht klar. Kritik mMn angebracht.

    #metal #music #newReleases

  11. Puh, ich komm auf "Arsenal" von #Slipknot auch nicht klar. Kritik mMn angebracht.

    #metal #music #newReleases

  12. Puh, ich komm auf "Arsenal" von #Slipknot auch nicht klar. Kritik mMn angebracht.

    #metal #music #newReleases

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  14. Fuming Mouth – The Ringing Bell Review By Lavender Larcenist

    An age-old challenge for critical houses like ours is that, while they simultaneously represent a cohesive vision, each editor should have their own unique voice. As time passes, writers come to AMG and go like so much beef through a meat grinder. All this faffing about to say, we have vastly different opinions, and as senior writers drop bands, new blood comes in to offer a fresh perspective. To this end, our Dear Hollow did not have a glowing opinion of Fuming Mouth’s previous album, Last Day of Sun. For me, it was one of my favorite albums that year and a record I spin frequently to this day. It was a conceptual cavalcade of crushing riffage, emotional asides, and Radiohead-esque interludes all wrapped in the blanket of melancholy that is surviving cancer. Mark Whelan’s epic battle with the dreaded disease inspired their best work, and represented a band at their most powerful, driven, and potent. With their latest, The Ringing Bell, does this inspiration give their latest life? Or are we calling the pallbearers?

    If Last Day of Sun was the atmospheric slow-burner, The Ringing Bell is the bludgeoning, neanderthal club. Fuming Mouth’s patented brand of death-infused hardcore in the vein of bands like Gatecreeper, Creeping Death, and Venom Prison is alive and well on their latest record. A more direct analogue to their initial release, The Grand Descent, their latest is efficient, brutal as hell, and full of a downright stupid amount of knuckledraggery. Mark Whelan remains the star of the show with his absurd number of chunky grooves and cragged riffs that fill the record, as well as his Nails-inspired vocals with their trademark frothiness and fuzz. His cleans (while only appearing on a single track this time) remain ethereal, forlorn, and spacious, making the title track an absolute highlight; melding a potent concoction of hardcore death with atmospheric cleans. Jay Weinberg (yes, previously of Slipknot fame) is the newest member, and his style and taste seem much more suited to an act as natural-sounding and raw as Fuming Mouth. His rhythmic drumming, rollicking fills, and snare abuse are more at home within hardcore than the chaotic nu-metal of Slipknot.

    For those who felt Last Day of Sun was a letdown, The Ringing Bell will surely please you. There is no shortage of bulldozing riffs, explosive vocals, and blistering drumming. Tracks like “Self-Exhumed”, “Barbian Scourge”, and “Respect Mortality” are sure to topple crowds and maim concertgoers at Fuming Mouth’s next show. Mark Whelen’s divisive clean singing is all but cut from the record, and the album comes in at a slim thirty-four minutes. For many, it will be the antidote to Last Day of Sun. For me, while still a strong record in its own right, I couldn’t help but feel let down by The Ringing Bell. Gone is much of the creativity, replaced by simplified lyrics that feel downright silly at times and a detrimental dedication to destruction. The album bleeds together, and I felt myself hoping and waiting for songs as creative as “The Silence Beyond Life”, “Leaving Euphoria”, and “Postfigurement”. It was a genuine relief when the title track came on and held hints of what made Last Day of Sun so damn affecting to me even to this day.

    The Ringing Bell is solid, well played, full of great moments, and genuinely heartfelt in its execution. The production is spot-on with the perfect amount of raw grit and depth, letting the hardcore hit and the death disturb. Kurt Ballou’s mixing is on point as always. Despite these positives, I found the record disappointingly shallow compared to their last album. Song after song follows the same themes of fighting back and positivity in the face of adversity to the point of silliness. I appreciate the message, and it is especially rare in the genre, but it feels childish juxtaposed with the lyricism and emotion of Last Day of Sun.

    The Ringing Bell is a tale of two tastes. Those who loved their previous record may find it lacking, especially compared to contemporaries like Gatecreeper’s Dark Superstition or Tribal Gaze’s Inveighing Brilliance. But if you hated Last Day of Sun, The Ringing Bell is here to resurrect your love of Fuming Mouth. Either way, it is a solid record, but whether or not it is truly great depends on your taste for all-out destruction versus the more thoughtful musings of their previous work.

    Rating: Good
    DR: 5 | Format Reviewed: 320 kb/s mp3
    Label: Triple B Records
    Websites: Bandcamp | Official Site
    Releases Worldwide: July 17th, 2026

    #2026 #30 #AmericanMetal #CreepingDeath #DeathMetal #FumingMouth #Gatecreeper #Hardcore #Jul26 #Nails #Radiohead #Review #Reviews #Slipknot #TribalGaze #TripleBRecords #VenomPrison
  15. At #MetalSchool today, we are studying Slipknot's debut album.

    Thank you to @Kitty and @HailsandAles for encouraging / reminding me to give it a crack.

    There's a lot going on there, but you have to keep nine chaps busy, I suppose.

    #Slipknot #NowListening

  16. At #MetalSchool today, we are studying Slipknot's debut album.

    Thank you to @Kitty and @HailsandAles for encouraging / reminding me to give it a crack.

    There's a lot going on there, but you have to keep nine chaps busy, I suppose.

    #Slipknot #NowListening

  17. At #MetalSchool today, we are studying Slipknot's debut album.

    Thank you to @Kitty and @HailsandAles for encouraging / reminding me to give it a crack.

    There's a lot going on there, but you have to keep nine chaps busy, I suppose.

    #Slipknot #NowListening

  18. At #MetalSchool today, we are studying Slipknot's debut album.

    Thank you to @Kitty and @HailsandAles for encouraging / reminding me to give it a crack.

    There's a lot going on there, but you have to keep nine chaps busy, I suppose.

    #Slipknot #NowListening

  19. At #MetalSchool today, we are studying Slipknot's debut album.

    Thank you to @Kitty and @HailsandAles for encouraging / reminding me to give it a crack.

    There's a lot going on there, but you have to keep nine chaps busy, I suppose.

    #Slipknot #NowListening

  20. Against I – Anti Life Review By Andy-War-Hall

    Against I are neither a one-sided I Against I nor a Rastafarian Against Me!, but a Swedish blackened death metal trio of vocalist Fredrik Keith Croona (Cynical Existence, ex-Menschdefekt), guitarist Mathias Back, and drummer Anders Ström. Founded in 2022, Against I have been busy preaching disillusionment towards man’s better angels across two LPs and and two EPs. Into their third year, Against I are back with their third full-length album Anti Life, an anthem for everyone bitter against the world, religion and, probably, their parents. This kind of intense workload in such a short time could mean a variety of things. It could mean Against I are an exceptionally driven bunch. It could also mean they’re on a fast track to burning out on Anti Life. What could it be?

    I won’t faff about: Anti Life embodies the worst qualities of both black and death metal. Across nearly an hour of music, Against I slop out grooveless grooves (“Darkness Within,” “Where We Lay to Rest”) and flat tremolos (“In Death’s Grip,” “Descend”) at an unhurried mid-pace under tepid rasps and admittedly hefty gutturals (“Empire of Bones”). Against I occasionally crack out a slick drum groove (“Sacrifice,” “Empire of Bones”) but mostly stick to punky d-beats (“Built to Destroy”) or double-kick plods (“Symphony for the End”). Anti Life is heavy on gain, light on bass, and borderline bereft of dynamics or variety. Faux choirs and synths play chords to enforce its blackened aesthetics. Rinse and repeat, and you’ve got Anti Life in a nutshell. With such a limited toolbox stretched out over such a long runtime, Against I shaped a blackened death album with none of the majesty or atmosphere of black metal’s greatest hits nor the depraved brutality of death’s best.

    Anti Life by Against I

    Anti Life is made worse by simply clueless songwriting. Against I stick to an overly limited scope regarding song structure, with almost every track ambling between segments with little urgency or patience to let passages evolve. Nearly every chorus is just a two-to-four-bar phrase repeated twice, usually exactly the same way each time. Despite the rigid formatting, these songs feel haphazard. “Darkness Within” has one of the most aimless riffs I’ve ever heard, dicking around a handful of low notes without an apparent goal, while “In Death’s Grip” features completely random pitch-shifted vocal blips, and “All Hope Is Gone” opens and closes with electronics tacked on with little regard to the song in between.1 And then there’s the lyricism, unfortunately apparent due to Anti Life’s discernible rasps. Amidst the incessant wave of banal metal, the constant diatribes of surface-level social commentary (“Throne of Tyranny,” “War Never Ends”), tiresome nihilism (“Anti Life,” “Symphony for the End”) and premium edgelord lines like “In the land of rape and honey, only the stupid survive” (“Tempel of Greed”)2 turn Anti Life from a rough listen to a near insufferable one.

    But worse than Against I having lots of bad ideas, Anti Life just doesn’t have much of anything at all. So little happens across so much time that recalling any particular moment from Anti Life is laborious. It’s telling when “Throne of Tyranny”‘s milquetoast melodeath riffing or “Greed”‘s3 guitar harmonics in its bridge—standard features in most any generic metal album—are standout highlights on Anti Life. Just constant knuckle-dragging chugs and spiceless tremolo riffs. There aren’t even any guitar solos. Or anything solos. Nothing to break up the monotonous patterns Against I are totally hellbent on maintaining. Typically, musicians strip back their sound to highlight certain aspects of their sound, but Against I don’t have anything to highlight on Anti Life. This is the most frustrating thing to write about: not the disaster album that swings and misses horrendously but doesn’t swing at all.

    I don’t think Against I are inept—an inept group wouldn’t have gotten this far—but Anti Life is just terrible. Against I are spared from the dreaded AMG Unlistenable/0.5 Hall of Shame by the virtue that Anti Life at least executes the basic mechanics of metal music proficiently, if not exceptionally. This is a joyless, deeply tedious listen, and fans of both death and black metal can find anything on Anti Life on any number of other, better records in far more interesting iterations. I’m glad Against I released Anti Life close to the start of spring because this record’s uninspired negativity has got me seeking out fresh air and sunshine out of pure spite against it. I’m anti-this.

    Rating: Embarrassing
    DR: 3 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps MP3
    Label: Twisted Flesh Recordings
    Website: facebook.com/againstIband
    Releases Worldwide: March 13th, 2026

    #10 #2026 #AgainstI #AgainstMe #AntiLife #BlackenedDeathMetal #CynicalExistence #IAgainstI #Mar26 #Menschdefekt #Review #Reviews #Slipknot #SwedishMetal #TwistedFleshRecordings
  21. Against I – Anti Life Review By Andy-War-Hall

    Against I are neither a one-sided I Against I nor a Rastafarian Against Me!, but a Swedish blackened death metal trio of vocalist Fredrik Keith Croona (Cynical Existence, ex-Menschdefekt), guitarist Mathias Back, and drummer Anders Ström. Founded in 2022, Against I have been busy preaching disillusionment towards man’s better angels across two LPs and and two EPs. Into their third year, Against I are back with their third full-length album Anti Life, an anthem for everyone bitter against the world, religion and, probably, their parents. This kind of intense workload in such a short time could mean a variety of things. It could mean Against I are an exceptionally driven bunch. It could also mean they’re on a fast track to burning out on Anti Life. What could it be?

    I won’t faff about: Anti Life embodies the worst qualities of both black and death metal. Across nearly an hour of music, Against I slop out grooveless grooves (“Darkness Within,” “Where We Lay to Rest”) and flat tremolos (“In Death’s Grip,” “Descend”) at an unhurried mid-pace under tepid rasps and admittedly hefty gutturals (“Empire of Bones”). Against I occasionally crack out a slick drum groove (“Sacrifice,” “Empire of Bones”) but mostly stick to punky d-beats (“Built to Destroy”) or double-kick plods (“Symphony for the End”). Anti Life is heavy on gain, light on bass, and borderline bereft of dynamics or variety. Faux choirs and synths play chords to enforce its blackened aesthetics. Rinse and repeat, and you’ve got Anti Life in a nutshell. With such a limited toolbox stretched out over such a long runtime, Against I shaped a blackened death album with none of the majesty or atmosphere of black metal’s greatest hits nor the depraved brutality of death’s best.

    Anti Life by Against I

    Anti Life is made worse by simply clueless songwriting. Against I stick to an overly limited scope regarding song structure, with almost every track ambling between segments with little urgency or patience to let passages evolve. Nearly every chorus is just a two-to-four-bar phrase repeated twice, usually exactly the same way each time. Despite the rigid formatting, these songs feel haphazard. “Darkness Within” has one of the most aimless riffs I’ve ever heard, dicking around a handful of low notes without an apparent goal, while “In Death’s Grip” features completely random pitch-shifted vocal blips, and “All Hope Is Gone” opens and closes with electronics tacked on with little regard to the song in between.1 And then there’s the lyricism, unfortunately apparent due to Anti Life’s discernible rasps. Amidst the incessant wave of banal metal, the constant diatribes of surface-level social commentary (“Throne of Tyranny,” “War Never Ends”), tiresome nihilism (“Anti Life,” “Symphony for the End”) and premium edgelord lines like “In the land of rape and honey, only the stupid survive” (“Tempel of Greed”)2 turn Anti Life from a rough listen to a near insufferable one.

    But worse than Against I having lots of bad ideas, Anti Life just doesn’t have much of anything at all. So little happens across so much time that recalling any particular moment from Anti Life is laborious. It’s telling when “Throne of Tyranny”‘s milquetoast melodeath riffing or “Greed”‘s3 guitar harmonics in its bridge—standard features in most any generic metal album—are standout highlights on Anti Life. Just constant knuckle-dragging chugs and spiceless tremolo riffs. There aren’t even any guitar solos. Or anything solos. Nothing to break up the monotonous patterns Against I are totally hellbent on maintaining. Typically, musicians strip back their sound to highlight certain aspects of their sound, but Against I don’t have anything to highlight on Anti Life. This is the most frustrating thing to write about: not the disaster album that swings and misses horrendously but doesn’t swing at all.

    I don’t think Against I are inept—an inept group wouldn’t have gotten this far—but Anti Life is just terrible. Against I are spared from the dreaded AMG Unlistenable/0.5 Hall of Shame by the virtue that Anti Life at least executes the basic mechanics of metal music proficiently, if not exceptionally. This is a joyless, deeply tedious listen, and fans of both death and black metal can find anything on Anti Life on any number of other, better records in far more interesting iterations. I’m glad Against I released Anti Life close to the start of spring because this record’s uninspired negativity has got me seeking out fresh air and sunshine out of pure spite against it. I’m anti-this.

    Rating: Embarrassing
    DR: 3 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps MP3
    Label: Twisted Flesh Recordings
    Website: facebook.com/againstIband
    Releases Worldwide: March 13th, 2026

    #10 #2026 #AgainstI #AgainstMe #AntiLife #BlackenedDeathMetal #CynicalExistence #IAgainstI #Mar26 #Menschdefekt #Review #Reviews #Slipknot #SwedishMetal #TwistedFleshRecordings
  22. Against I – Anti Life Review By Andy-War-Hall

    Against I are neither a one-sided I Against I nor a Rastafarian Against Me!, but a Swedish blackened death metal trio of vocalist Fredrik Keith Croona (Cynical Existence, ex-Menschdefekt), guitarist Mathias Back, and drummer Anders Ström. Founded in 2022, Against I have been busy preaching disillusionment towards man’s better angels across two LPs and and two EPs. Into their third year, Against I are back with their third full-length album Anti Life, an anthem for everyone bitter against the world, religion and, probably, their parents. This kind of intense workload in such a short time could mean a variety of things. It could mean Against I are an exceptionally driven bunch. It could also mean they’re on a fast track to burning out on Anti Life. What could it be?

    I won’t faff about: Anti Life embodies the worst qualities of both black and death metal. Across nearly an hour of music, Against I slop out grooveless grooves (“Darkness Within,” “Where We Lay to Rest”) and flat tremolos (“In Death’s Grip,” “Descend”) at an unhurried mid-pace under tepid rasps and admittedly hefty gutturals (“Empire of Bones”). Against I occasionally crack out a slick drum groove (“Sacrifice,” “Empire of Bones”) but mostly stick to punky d-beats (“Built to Destroy”) or double-kick plods (“Symphony for the End”). Anti Life is heavy on gain, light on bass, and borderline bereft of dynamics or variety. Faux choirs and synths play chords to enforce its blackened aesthetics. Rinse and repeat, and you’ve got Anti Life in a nutshell. With such a limited toolbox stretched out over such a long runtime, Against I shaped a blackened death album with none of the majesty or atmosphere of black metal’s greatest hits nor the depraved brutality of death’s best.

    Anti Life by Against I

    Anti Life is made worse by simply clueless songwriting. Against I stick to an overly limited scope regarding song structure, with almost every track ambling between segments with little urgency or patience to let passages evolve. Nearly every chorus is just a two-to-four-bar phrase repeated twice, usually exactly the same way each time. Despite the rigid formatting, these songs feel haphazard. “Darkness Within” has one of the most aimless riffs I’ve ever heard, dicking around a handful of low notes without an apparent goal, while “In Death’s Grip” features completely random pitch-shifted vocal blips, and “All Hope Is Gone” opens and closes with electronics tacked on with little regard to the song in between.1 And then there’s the lyricism, unfortunately apparent due to Anti Life’s discernible rasps. Amidst the incessant wave of banal metal, the constant diatribes of surface-level social commentary (“Throne of Tyranny,” “War Never Ends”), tiresome nihilism (“Anti Life,” “Symphony for the End”) and premium edgelord lines like “In the land of rape and honey, only the stupid survive” (“Tempel of Greed”)2 turn Anti Life from a rough listen to a near insufferable one.

    But worse than Against I having lots of bad ideas, Anti Life just doesn’t have much of anything at all. So little happens across so much time that recalling any particular moment from Anti Life is laborious. It’s telling when “Throne of Tyranny”‘s milquetoast melodeath riffing or “Greed”‘s3 guitar harmonics in its bridge—standard features in most any generic metal album—are standout highlights on Anti Life. Just constant knuckle-dragging chugs and spiceless tremolo riffs. There aren’t even any guitar solos. Or anything solos. Nothing to break up the monotonous patterns Against I are totally hellbent on maintaining. Typically, musicians strip back their sound to highlight certain aspects of their sound, but Against I don’t have anything to highlight on Anti Life. This is the most frustrating thing to write about: not the disaster album that swings and misses horrendously but doesn’t swing at all.

    I don’t think Against I are inept—an inept group wouldn’t have gotten this far—but Anti Life is just terrible. Against I are spared from the dreaded AMG Unlistenable/0.5 Hall of Shame by the virtue that Anti Life at least executes the basic mechanics of metal music proficiently, if not exceptionally. This is a joyless, deeply tedious listen, and fans of both death and black metal can find anything on Anti Life on any number of other, better records in far more interesting iterations. I’m glad Against I released Anti Life close to the start of spring because this record’s uninspired negativity has got me seeking out fresh air and sunshine out of pure spite against it. I’m anti-this.

    Rating: Embarrassing
    DR: 3 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps MP3
    Label: Twisted Flesh Recordings
    Website: facebook.com/againstIband
    Releases Worldwide: March 13th, 2026

    #10 #2026 #AgainstI #AgainstMe #AntiLife #BlackenedDeathMetal #CynicalExistence #IAgainstI #Mar26 #Menschdefekt #Review #Reviews #Slipknot #SwedishMetal #TwistedFleshRecordings
  23. Against I – Anti Life Review By Andy-War-Hall

    Against I are neither a one-sided I Against I nor a Rastafarian Against Me!, but a Swedish blackened death metal trio of vocalist Fredrik Keith Croona (Cynical Existence, ex-Menschdefekt), guitarist Mathias Back, and drummer Anders Ström. Founded in 2022, Against I have been busy preaching disillusionment towards man’s better angels across two LPs and and two EPs. Into their third year, Against I are back with their third full-length album Anti Life, an anthem for everyone bitter against the world, religion and, probably, their parents. This kind of intense workload in such a short time could mean a variety of things. It could mean Against I are an exceptionally driven bunch. It could also mean they’re on a fast track to burning out on Anti Life. What could it be?

    I won’t faff about: Anti Life embodies the worst qualities of both black and death metal. Across nearly an hour of music, Against I slop out grooveless grooves (“Darkness Within,” “Where We Lay to Rest”) and flat tremolos (“In Death’s Grip,” “Descend”) at an unhurried mid-pace under tepid rasps and admittedly hefty gutturals (“Empire of Bones”). Against I occasionally crack out a slick drum groove (“Sacrifice,” “Empire of Bones”) but mostly stick to punky d-beats (“Built to Destroy”) or double-kick plods (“Symphony for the End”). Anti Life is heavy on gain, light on bass, and borderline bereft of dynamics or variety. Faux choirs and synths play chords to enforce its blackened aesthetics. Rinse and repeat, and you’ve got Anti Life in a nutshell. With such a limited toolbox stretched out over such a long runtime, Against I shaped a blackened death album with none of the majesty or atmosphere of black metal’s greatest hits nor the depraved brutality of death’s best.

    Anti Life by Against I

    Anti Life is made worse by simply clueless songwriting. Against I stick to an overly limited scope regarding song structure, with almost every track ambling between segments with little urgency or patience to let passages evolve. Nearly every chorus is just a two-to-four-bar phrase repeated twice, usually exactly the same way each time. Despite the rigid formatting, these songs feel haphazard. “Darkness Within” has one of the most aimless riffs I’ve ever heard, dicking around a handful of low notes without an apparent goal, while “In Death’s Grip” features completely random pitch-shifted vocal blips, and “All Hope Is Gone” opens and closes with electronics tacked on with little regard to the song in between.1 And then there’s the lyricism, unfortunately apparent due to Anti Life’s discernible rasps. Amidst the incessant wave of banal metal, the constant diatribes of surface-level social commentary (“Throne of Tyranny,” “War Never Ends”), tiresome nihilism (“Anti Life,” “Symphony for the End”) and premium edgelord lines like “In the land of rape and honey, only the stupid survive” (“Tempel of Greed”)2 turn Anti Life from a rough listen to a near insufferable one.

    But worse than Against I having lots of bad ideas, Anti Life just doesn’t have much of anything at all. So little happens across so much time that recalling any particular moment from Anti Life is laborious. It’s telling when “Throne of Tyranny”‘s milquetoast melodeath riffing or “Greed”‘s3 guitar harmonics in its bridge—standard features in most any generic metal album—are standout highlights on Anti Life. Just constant knuckle-dragging chugs and spiceless tremolo riffs. There aren’t even any guitar solos. Or anything solos. Nothing to break up the monotonous patterns Against I are totally hellbent on maintaining. Typically, musicians strip back their sound to highlight certain aspects of their sound, but Against I don’t have anything to highlight on Anti Life. This is the most frustrating thing to write about: not the disaster album that swings and misses horrendously but doesn’t swing at all.

    I don’t think Against I are inept—an inept group wouldn’t have gotten this far—but Anti Life is just terrible. Against I are spared from the dreaded AMG Unlistenable/0.5 Hall of Shame by the virtue that Anti Life at least executes the basic mechanics of metal music proficiently, if not exceptionally. This is a joyless, deeply tedious listen, and fans of both death and black metal can find anything on Anti Life on any number of other, better records in far more interesting iterations. I’m glad Against I released Anti Life close to the start of spring because this record’s uninspired negativity has got me seeking out fresh air and sunshine out of pure spite against it. I’m anti-this.

    Rating: Embarrassing
    DR: 3 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps MP3
    Label: Twisted Flesh Recordings
    Website: facebook.com/againstIband
    Releases Worldwide: March 13th, 2026

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  24. Against I – Anti Life Review By Andy-War-Hall

    Against I are neither a one-sided I Against I nor a Rastafarian Against Me!, but a Swedish blackened death metal trio of vocalist Fredrik Keith Croona (Cynical Existence, ex-Menschdefekt), guitarist Mathias Back, and drummer Anders Ström. Founded in 2022, Against I have been busy preaching disillusionment towards man’s better angels across two LPs and and two EPs. Into their third year, Against I are back with their third full-length album Anti Life, an anthem for everyone bitter against the world, religion and, probably, their parents. This kind of intense workload in such a short time could mean a variety of things. It could mean Against I are an exceptionally driven bunch. It could also mean they’re on a fast track to burning out on Anti Life. What could it be?

    I won’t faff about: Anti Life embodies the worst qualities of both black and death metal. Across nearly an hour of music, Against I slop out grooveless grooves (“Darkness Within,” “Where We Lay to Rest”) and flat tremolos (“In Death’s Grip,” “Descend”) at an unhurried mid-pace under tepid rasps and admittedly hefty gutturals (“Empire of Bones”). Against I occasionally crack out a slick drum groove (“Sacrifice,” “Empire of Bones”) but mostly stick to punky d-beats (“Built to Destroy”) or double-kick plods (“Symphony for the End”). Anti Life is heavy on gain, light on bass, and borderline bereft of dynamics or variety. Faux choirs and synths play chords to enforce its blackened aesthetics. Rinse and repeat, and you’ve got Anti Life in a nutshell. With such a limited toolbox stretched out over such a long runtime, Against I shaped a blackened death album with none of the majesty or atmosphere of black metal’s greatest hits nor the depraved brutality of death’s best.

    Anti Life by Against I

    Anti Life is made worse by simply clueless songwriting. Against I stick to an overly limited scope regarding song structure, with almost every track ambling between segments with little urgency or patience to let passages evolve. Nearly every chorus is just a two-to-four-bar phrase repeated twice, usually exactly the same way each time. Despite the rigid formatting, these songs feel haphazard. “Darkness Within” has one of the most aimless riffs I’ve ever heard, dicking around a handful of low notes without an apparent goal, while “In Death’s Grip” features completely random pitch-shifted vocal blips, and “All Hope Is Gone” opens and closes with electronics tacked on with little regard to the song in between.1 And then there’s the lyricism, unfortunately apparent due to Anti Life’s discernible rasps. Amidst the incessant wave of banal metal, the constant diatribes of surface-level social commentary (“Throne of Tyranny,” “War Never Ends”), tiresome nihilism (“Anti Life,” “Symphony for the End”) and premium edgelord lines like “In the land of rape and honey, only the stupid survive” (“Tempel of Greed”)2 turn Anti Life from a rough listen to a near insufferable one.

    But worse than Against I having lots of bad ideas, Anti Life just doesn’t have much of anything at all. So little happens across so much time that recalling any particular moment from Anti Life is laborious. It’s telling when “Throne of Tyranny”‘s milquetoast melodeath riffing or “Greed”‘s3 guitar harmonics in its bridge—standard features in most any generic metal album—are standout highlights on Anti Life. Just constant knuckle-dragging chugs and spiceless tremolo riffs. There aren’t even any guitar solos. Or anything solos. Nothing to break up the monotonous patterns Against I are totally hellbent on maintaining. Typically, musicians strip back their sound to highlight certain aspects of their sound, but Against I don’t have anything to highlight on Anti Life. This is the most frustrating thing to write about: not the disaster album that swings and misses horrendously but doesn’t swing at all.

    I don’t think Against I are inept—an inept group wouldn’t have gotten this far—but Anti Life is just terrible. Against I are spared from the dreaded AMG Unlistenable/0.5 Hall of Shame by the virtue that Anti Life at least executes the basic mechanics of metal music proficiently, if not exceptionally. This is a joyless, deeply tedious listen, and fans of both death and black metal can find anything on Anti Life on any number of other, better records in far more interesting iterations. I’m glad Against I released Anti Life close to the start of spring because this record’s uninspired negativity has got me seeking out fresh air and sunshine out of pure spite against it. I’m anti-this.

    Rating: Embarrassing
    DR: 3 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps MP3
    Label: Twisted Flesh Recordings
    Website: facebook.com/againstIband
    Releases Worldwide: March 13th, 2026

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