A 9-date run has been booked for September.
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A 9-date run has been booked for September.
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Posted on April 7th 2026, 4:51p.m.
Reviewed by Rob Barker
Lincoln sludge/doom/stoner trio Mild put out their debut album Boss on April 9th. The world (including myself) having heard nothing of the band before now, all I had to prepare myself was a few short sentences from the bank likening themselves to sludge heavyweights Iron Monkey, post-metal giants Neurosis and stoner-metal very-big-lads Bongzilla. With a promise of something heavy, shouty and riffy I gave Boss a good listen, and then I gave it a few more listens cos, not gonna lie, this delivered what it said it would.
The album kicks off with I.C.P, and we’re straight in with no warning other than the double gunshot of a short couple of drum hits, making way into blistering noise. Vocals chop and change between the black metal screeches of bassist Joe and the more beatdown/hardcore bark of guitarist Mark. This capped off with highly accomplished musicianship from both of the aforementioned, and tribal, abrasive and technical drumming laid down from Scott. The track twists throughout it’s fairly long running time into a very “stoner” inspired riff in comparison to the heavy doom start – this change in direction is delivered with an unexpected subtlety for such a heavy band, and before you know it we’re in full Kyuss mode.
Fission Mailed comes in next with a very harsh slap of a transition in comparison to the groove of the end of I.C.P. Much more of the Neurosis influence coming through with this one, with aggression reminisce of Chat Pile and filthy, discordant guitar making it impossible not to make an ugly frowny stank face and nod along to the nastiness of the groove. Outro riff is just the right mixture of dry, raw, and unpolished, whilst simultaneously having been produced to excellence by Joe Dickinson at Playing Aloud Studios. If I had to pick (and I don’t), this is my favourite track of the album.
Reckless next – shifting to a notable hardcore-punk beat and vibe for the first three-or-so minutes before changing again into an outro that feels more at home back in stoner territory. A conspicuously shorter track in compared to the first two offerings, but by no means less effective or powerful for this.
Drowning in fuzz and scream-along hooks, Dad Brown gives an atmosphere akin to a heavier, more primal reincarnation of Acid Bath. Boss concludes with the plodding, marching beats of Severed Head Syndrome, showcasing an unexpectedly abrupt ending to the album and insisting on repeated listening.
Mild have done a grand job for their first release, and Boss deserves to be listened to and taken seriously. Lyrically, Mild cover a range of topics from capitalism to misogyny, from aging to drink and drug culture, all with a sarcastic and satirical eye on the state of the world we live in. You get a good feel of how fearsome the band will be in a live setting from listening, and it demands to be played loud and obnoxiously on repeat. Good work.
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youbet are releasing their eponymous new album next month. We’ve heard the singles “Ground Kiss,” and “Receive,” both of which are great. But today the Brooklyn band is back with “Undefined,” and it’s even better. “I wrote ‘Undefined’ while waiting for a guitar student and started to work out this interesting melody and chords,” Nick…
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Lamb of God – The Masonic – San Francisco – April 3, 2026
Lamb of God played San Francisco’s 3500 cap venue The Masonic on Friday night and tore it down to its foundation. Perched high atop Nob Hill, The Masonic does double duty when it’s not serving up metal shows as the Grand Lodge for The Masons of California – quite a dichotomy of personalities – especially on this night when thousands of black shirt-wearing metalheads descended on the site.
Lamb of God formed in Richmond, Virginia, in 1994, and there is no better live band for firing up an audience. Proof of this came in the form of security guards – there were twenty guards standing at attention in the pit by the time Lamb of God hit the stage at 9:40pm – the most I’ve ever seen in this size venue, and they were immediately put to use. Crowd surfers started going wild during Kublai Khan TX’s set, and that intense energy only ratcheted up as the night wore on – turning into the most prolific night of crowd surfing one could imagine. Wave after unrelenting wave came, and the security guards never caught a break.
Photographers usually get three songs to do their work up against the stage before being ushered out, so the people who arrive early enough to get up to the front can have an unobstructed view of the stage. Prior to the Lamb of God set, the fifteen photographers at the show were told that in addition to the twenty security guards, there would be ten VIP fans up against the stage where the photographers usually jockey for position, bringing the total amount of people in the pit to forty-five before the crowd surfers were factored in. This had a ripple effect in that nobody (security, VIP, photographers, crowd surfers) had any room to move, and doing so to change positions was dicey with crazed fans raining down from above everywhere you looked.





















Vocalist Randy Blythe has an infectious non-stop stage presence that demands attention – he puts out the energy, and you’re inclined to match it. Some artists talk to the audience, asking that they form a mosh pit, or asking to make the pit bigger, or request crowd surfers…there is no such need with Lamb of God – it’s instinctive, and the crowd feeds off Randy’s enormous energy, trying desperately to match it.
This tour is in support of the new album Into Oblivion, the band’s 12th, which was released in March. Two songs from the new album were featured on Friday, “Oblivion” and “Parasocial Christ”, and both went over really well with the San Francisco crowd. Lamb of God is an incredible live band, and by the time the opening notes to “Redneck” kicked in as the last song of the night, both the audience and band had truly put in the work – sweaty, exhausted, and completely satisfied – the perfect night!
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Kublai Khan, TX is a hardcore/metalcore band from Sherman, Texas. They formed in 2009, and have five albums and two EPs. They also kick ass. At the beginning of the night, I asked one of the security guards if he’d heard anything about the night, and what might be expected in the photo pit. He said that it should be fine, but to pay extra attention when Kublai Khan TX hit the stage, as things were likely to go off. It turns out that he had accurate information, because when the lights came up and the down-tuned guitars kicked in, the already fired up crowd went absolutely wild. I’d never seen Kublai Kahn TX before, but was aware of both their music and their reputation for killer shows – their set far exceeded my expectations.
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Fit For an Autopsy was the second band of the night. The deathcore band out of New Jersey was formed in 2008, and were a perfect addition to the lineup. Their brutal brand of metal fit seamlessly with the mood of the night and the audience showed their appreciation by responding enthusiastically in the mosh pit. These guys have been doing it for almost twenty years, and they know what they’re doing. Song after furious song exploded from the stage and the fans loved every second of it. The night’s lineup of bands was great top to bottom, and Fit For an Autopsy more than earned their place on the stage.
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Columbus, Ohio’s Sanguisugabogg was the first of four bands to play, and they started the night off right. While 7:00pm seems a little early to play this brand of metal at ear-shattering volume, Sanguisugabogg had no problem delivering on this. Unlike other cities and fanbases, the San Francisco metalheads showed up early, and the venue had an impressive number of people inside from the start. Expectations from the Lamb of God fanbase were high, and Sanguisugabogg were enthusiastically up to the challenge.
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Since spewing out from the Swedish death metal scene back in 1996, Vomitory have been one of the most consistent acts in extreme metal. Album after album of no-frills, brutal, yet enthralling Swedeath emerged from the puke shack, and you could always look forward to getting something gruesome and sick from them. They had a long layoff after 2011s Opus Mortis VIII, but when they came back with 2023s All Heads Are Gonna Roll, it was as if they never left at all. That platter was tried-and-trve Vomitory: aggressive, heavy, abrasive, but weirdly catchy. Now they’re back in the hunt with 10th album, In Death Throes, sporting new axe worker Christian Fredriksson in place of Peter Östlund. Is this corpse still delectable and appropriately unsavory? Will their simple but effective template finally start to show signs of metal fatigue? Let’s discuss these questions at the Vomitorium.
Mere seconds into opener “Rapture in Rupture,” you know you’re in for a good, rough time. This is Vomitory in all their putrid glory. HM-2 powered riffs buzz loudly like diseased insects, drums thunder and blast, and Erik Rundqvist roars over the chaos like a sick wilderbeast in heat. The energy level is set to “Berserk Meth Nutter on Crack,” and the riffs work to peel away your skin and degrade your bone structure. It offers nothing you haven’t heard before, or even something you haven’t heard from Vomitory before, but that matters not at all because this shit kills. Lead single “For Gore and Country” keeps the adrenaline and testosterone pumping with more high-speed gore and near-grind death, and it’s a joy to be bulldozed by it. The band refuse to ease back on the death throttle until 4th track, “Wrath Unbound,” where they slot into Bolt Thrower territory and appropriate that war-loving crew’s iconic riff palette for a bit of tank-in-the-muck grinding. It works very well, though it makes me long for a new Bolt Thrower album.
Elsewhere, “Cataclysmic Fleshfront” goes extra fast and mean on those still left in the fight, at times verging on beef-brained slam in a way that will bring Dolphin Whisperer to the yard faster than any cheesy milkshake ever could. This is abrasive, brain-deadening shit, but Vomitory uses the chaos to try a few new things, and damn if those big chugs aren’t satisfying. If you were to play this at the gym, your primal ape rage would increase tenfold as other gym goers fled in terror. “Two and a Half Men” introduces a simple yet effective riff, then absolutely beats you into a bloody pulp with it for 3 in the most relentless way possible. I mean this as a positive. Closer “Oblivion Protocol” injects interestingly melodic and moody harmonies into the mix, possibly as a balm to help you recover from the 30-plus minute mega-ass whopping they just put on you. It’s a cool changeup, and it sticks out. Are there lesser moments? I suppose one could say “Forever Scorned” isn’t quite as tremendously murderous as its peers, but it’s still a good song with loads of death boulders to hurl. At a very tight 38-plus minutes and with all songs in the 3-4 minutes window, In Death Throes blows your head off and then fucks off in quick order. Nothing stays too long or feels bloated. At the same time, the songs all have their own identity and don’t bleed into a revolting mush as they easily could with a less practiced hand at the wheel.

I’ve always been a huge fan of Erik Rundqvist’s death vocals, and In Death Throes is another testament to his unnatural abilities. His roars are just guttural enough to hit that subhuman level and add the right amount of sick extremity to the material. He isn’t puking up nuclear hairballs a la Cryptworm, but he doesn’t sound restrained either. Longtime guitarist Urban Gustafsson pairs well with newcomer Christian Fredriksson and together they uncork a nonstop succession of ragged, jagged riffs designed to traumatize and harm. They even toss a killer Exodus riff into “Erased in Red” that’s better than what we actually heard from Exodus recently. Tobias Gustafsson has the unenviable task of keeping up with the rest of these maniac mauraders, and his kit work is frantic, frenzied, and just technical enough to satisfy. Once again, Vomitory stick to what always worked for them, and somehow, it works as well now as it did in 1996.
Vomitory made a fierce comeback in 2023, and now they’re showing it was no late-career fluke with In Death Throes. This is a rowdy, skull-crushing death metal opus with plenty of meat to chew on. All that meat is rancid, so all the better! Trust in Vomitory and get your ears assailed by this blasty bastard. It would be wise, my friends.
Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 7 | Format Reviewed: 256 kbps mp3
Label: Metal Blade
Websites: vomitory.net | vomitory.bandcamp.com | facebook.com/vomitoryband | instagram.com/vomitoryband
Releases Worldwide: April 10th, 2026
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Jah Gordy delivers a pretty smooth R&B treat, dripping with a fresh, effortless cool and a steady, flowing groove. The track glides on silky production, where mellow beats and subtle melodic touches give space for the vocals to breathe and unfold naturally. There’s a quiet confidence in the delivery—nothing forced, just a clean, modern sound that feels both laid-back and emotionally in tune.
It’s the kind of track that doesn’t chase attention but earns it, blending warmth, finesse, and a hint of edge into something easy to sink into and hard to skip.
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