We used to run a sorta-popular column on the blog called Justify Your Shitty Taste, in which bloggers and musicians would defend the universally-maligned turds in great bands' catalogs. It's still pretty much defunct, but extreme drummer extraordinaire John Longstreth (Origin, Gorguts, Dim Mak) e'd us out of the blue the other day begging to defend KISS abomination Music From "The Elder." We ...

If Faith No More were to have an album inducted into the Decibel Hall of Fame, the prevailing thought is that it would be Angel Dust. Unfortunately, from what we understand, guitarist Jim Martin is spending these days in his pumpkin patch waiting for the Great Pumpkin to arrive (seriously), and has no interest in taking part in such an endeavor. Our own pick for Faith No More's best album, ...

“A person needs a little madness,” the Greek philosopher/novelist Nikos Kazantzakis once said, “or else they never dare cut the rope and be free." Though bands are not persons -- indeed, every great fallen band was destroyed or devolved into lameness thanks to homo sapiens -- they, too, become bound by ropes of aesthetics, habit, tradition which, often as not, only strengthen over ...

Almost every band has that album: you know, the critically and/or commercially reviled dud in an otherwise passable-to-radical back catalog. Well, once in a while, on Wednesday morning, a Decibel staffer or special guest will take to the Deciblog to bitch and moan at length as to why everybody’s full of shit and said dud is, in fact, The Shit. But for JYST’s second run, we’re expanding the ...

Almost every band has that album: you know, the critically and/or commercially reviled dud in an otherwise passable-to-radical back catalog. Well, once in a while, on Wednesday morning, a Decibel staffer or special guest will take to the Deciblog to bitch and moan at length as to why everybody’s full of shit and said dud is, in fact, The Shit. But for JYST’s second run, we’re expanding the ...

Because you (sort of) asked for it, it's the triumphant pseudo-return of everyone's favorite Wednesday dork-out, Justify Your Shitty Taste! Almost every band has that album: you know, the critically and/or commercially reviled dud in an otherwise passable-to-radical back catalog. Well, once in a while, on Wednesday morning, a Decibel staffer or special guest will take to the Deciblog to bitch and ...

Because you (sort of) asked for it, it's the triumphant pseudo-return of everyone's favorite dork-out, Justify Your Shitty Taste! Almost every band has that album: the critically and/or commercially reviled dud in an otherwise radical back catalog. Well, every other Wednesday morning (more or less; don't hold us to this), a Decibel staffer or special guest will take to the Deciblog to bitch and ...

Almost every band has that album: you know, the critically and/or commercially reviled dud in an otherwise passable-to-radical back catalog. Well, every Wednesday morning, a Decibel staffer or special guest will take to the Deciblog to bitch and moan at length as to why everybody’s full of shit and said dud is, in fact, The Shit. This week, Jonathan Horsley is "for" Sepultura's Against. Oh ...

Almost every band has that album: you know, the critically and/or commercially reviled dud in an otherwise passable-to-radical back catalog. Well, every Wednesday morning, a Decibel staffer or special guest will take to the Deciblog to bitch and moan at length as to why everybody’s full of shit and said dud is, in fact, The Shit. This week, resident prog expert Jeff Wagner isn't afraid to rep ...

Almost every band has that album: you know, the critically and/or commercially reviled dud in an otherwise passable-to-radical back catalog. Well, every Wednesday morning, a Decibel staffer or special guest will take to the Deciblog to bitch and moan at length as to why everybody’s full of shit and said dud is, in fact, The Shit. This week, Adrien Begrand paints a pretty picture for Bruce ...