For Those About to Squawk: Waldo’s Pecks of the Week

Sorry I’ve been away for a little bit, but your old boy Waldo took a little trip to his roots and hit the Amazon. I’m back now. Let’s dive right into it, shall we?
The term “supergroup”: well, what else would you call a band comprised of Scott Kelly, Mike Williams, Sanford Parker and Bruce Lamont?  CORRECTIONS HOUSE Last City Zero has been described by the band as four solo sets contained in one record, and they’re kind of right. I personally like this record, but it can be a challenge; it goes from proto-industrial to acoustic to head-jarring noise rock. At times this comes off as nothing more than the sum of its parts, and at other times a cohesive unit that is out to both disturb you and murder you in its sleep. Last City Zero doesn’t really pack the same kind of wallop asany of the these musicians’ last efforts in their main bands. Sonically, this will challenge most of its listeners to really open up and allow the listening experience to take them on a journey. That being said, this is a pretty interesting experiment, and at times hits the mark with deadly accuracy. I dunno, I’m digging the peck out of this, but I will say that it’s not for everybody. 6 Fucking Pecks.

IMPALED re-release The Dead Still Dead Remain… well sorta. It’s been out of print forever, making it impossible to find. This is the same record, re-recorded, and while it certainly does sound better production-wise, the original artwork was way cooler. But all in all, this is a pretty good slab of crusty-ass death metal, and fans of this band will not be disappointed. This type of thing always leaves your boy Waldo flat. It’s always weird to see a band re-record material, but at least they did it for the right reasons, and it IS a ripping beaking record, so go pick it up. 8 Fucking Pecks.

HAIL OF BULLETS are releasing their third record, III The Rommel Chronicles. I’m not too sure that a lot of people like these guys, although its hard to see why not. This is brutal thrashy death to a T. III harkens back to their debut release, meaning it’s a bit nastier and meaner in song and lyrical approach. Maybe people do like these guys; I just don’t really know too many of them. The production here has bite and, well, the record is pretty tough. Basing a whole record on Erwin Rommel aside (your boy doesn’t like concept records, really), this is cool. It’s good to know that death metal bands still want to put out records that are brutal. If you’re not really a fan of these guys, do yourself a favor and check them out. You won’t be disappointed. 6 Fucking Pecks