Heavy Metal gets a lot of airtime here at the bike shop. In fact, when you combine all of the sub-genres and sub-sub-genres of metal that get played on a regular basis (speed metal, thrash metal, death metal, melodic death metal, black metal, doom, funeral doom, stoner metal, fantasy metal, classic metal, neoclassical metal, new wave of british heavy metal, etc.) a disproportionate number of our working hours are spent listening to galloping drums, pummeling bass, bloody screams, and shredding guitars.
Sometimes it gets old…
…Until a band comes along that breathes new life into the spent corpse of metal and it roars back to life.
Futur Skullz, a SF based thrash trio, has breathed more life into the decades old genre than a paramedic at a frat party. From the opening riff, this album just begs to be cranked louder and louder. By the end of this too short record the speakers are blown, all our ears are ringing, and we’ve successfully scared away all our business for the day.