| Vince: | It says so in the Communist Manifesto |
| Soviet: | That sounds very "It says so in the Bible"-ey |
| Vince: | Strawman argument |
| Soviet: | I am a Strawman |
| Vince: | Ad hominem |
| Soviet: | Bullshit |
| Vince: | Reductio ad absurdum |
| Soviet: | EXPECTO PATRONUM |
metal. politics. nostalgia. intellect.
| Vince: | It says so in the Communist Manifesto |
| Soviet: | That sounds very "It says so in the Bible"-ey |
| Vince: | Strawman argument |
| Soviet: | I am a Strawman |
| Vince: | Ad hominem |
| Soviet: | Bullshit |
| Vince: | Reductio ad absurdum |
| Soviet: | EXPECTO PATRONUM |
once design the skyline dropped, it got tossed away like old digimon cards. the truth is that “navaeh” is actually a solid fuckin’ deathcore record, with a lot of innovative guitar passages and a good breakdown structure, and the band has matured drastically throughout the years. they’re sort of like kingdom of giants… y’know, without the spontaneous outbursts of hatred and the combustible barrage of flame and rage commonly articulated against any feminine and dynamic compositions of the core. i guess they’re nothing like kog. perhaps, i’m a bit off with my comparison to kog, but whatever. design squat like crabs and hairwhip their trendster punk rock hair, and kog is bald. personally, i enjoy sychronized hairwhipping. and kog.

kingdom of giants! i don’t got as much to say about kog as i did about medea rising, but i’ll attempt to give them due justice. “abominable” begins with a soothing hymn, and a sparkly synth track complimented with clocked and precise gravity bombing. boom. we get a sick assortment of breakdowns and a plethora of good synthwork buried within. it’s hard and heavy, with a lot of solid palm-muted riffage, and tranquil singing. the cantillation isn’t quite unique as far as modern metalcore goes—in fact, the vocals of the record itself are all very static compared to other parts of it’s genre. they’re explosive and executed perfectly, and will punish the insubordinate dreamers who cannot pull it off, but they’re still very basic. basically, it’s good technique, and that’s all that’s needed. there’s no flood of innovation from the mouth of the king of their kingdom, but whatever, y’know? it’s got a gimmicky feeling to it, yet it’s somewhat charming. it’s pure, and untainted. i find something odd about kog, too, and i think it might be because their singer’s name is “bagel”.
but, hey, i’m not gunna hate. :D
regardless of the peculiar atmosphere they’ve consummated, the record is as engaging and aggressive as operation kutuzov. i got sucked in and felt lethargic and phlegmatic afterward. mellow’d out, y’know? digimon ain’t got shit on kingdom of giants, man. they’ve succeeded where many others haven’t. they’ve got a crazy and oddly commanding stage presence. based off the shit i watched… it’s energetic, loud, crisp and elegant. altogether, if they come around to ottawa, they can expect me to buy a fuckin’ ticket and bring some cash to grab a CD and some merch.

abandon your current engagement, and play some kog.
