The Top 10 Metal of 2012 #8: Baroness - Yellow & Green

Plummeting back down to Earth, our eyes creak open to find overall-clad men towering over us, pitchforks in hand and necks reddening in the hot Georgia sun...

#8

Baroness - Yellow & Green

Stoner metal wasteoids have bemoaned Baroness’ ever dwindling ferrous content as red albums cooled to blue records and steadily exited the primary spectrum altogether. In an age where we have the technology to augment our “scary music innit” with ProTools sorcery, it’s inevitable to think less of a band if they dial it down a bit. If we remember their guitars were once connected to nature, and the sound of their natural creaks and supple twangs can be heard then it’s game over, pal. But all the pissing about Baroness’ post being forwarded out of the metal abyss have cascaded unflinchingly on urine-soaked ears. Their prodigious talents behind the studio glass still feels palpable and immediate. The fire in Baroness' red belly might have gone out but the ashes still have the power to seize and choke us. Sounding down home and out, Baroness' hearts surrender to the darkness. As they weave their twisted lines of bluegrass and soulful metal into us, so do we.

From the review, posted at TheVine.com.au

Mid-tempo 'Board up the House' brims with swampy undulating bass and breezy guitar jangle; Weezer may talk of bringing “death to false metal” but this track walks the walk. 'Board' would herald the unrelenting storm of a (much welcomed) great poser massacre, occurring somewhere in the dustbowls of Tennessee. Hell, I can almost envision Baizley and co. stepping forward into a tin-can microphone in some beat-up, beige-walled studio to harmonize the immense bluegrass-style refrain.

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Though metalheads will scratch their head and wonder “where the fuck is the metal?” on this record, I submit to you – over 75 minutes with scarcely a naff moment to be heard, does it really matter where it went?


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The Top 10 Metal of 2012

#9 - Rush - Clockwork Angels
#10 - Barren Earth - The Devil's Resolve

The Honorable Mentions

Review: Tiamat - The Scarred People (Metal as Fuck)

We interrupt the Top 10 Metal of 2012 for an album review...

The Scarred People offers up an unnatural selection of Tiamat's gothic travails from their storied history. But are they left victims of their groundbreaking success?

Cast your mind back to 1994. Tiamat stood as the dark, sybaritic masters of the progressive-death metal revolution, marshalling visceral death metal alongside withered flower-power psychedelica ala King Crimson and/or Syd Barrett era Pink Floyd. Death metal as we’d come to understand stands forever transformed.

Find out more at Metal as Fuck.

The Top 10 Metal of 2012 #9: Rush - Clockwork Angels

A mysterious band of rotund imps carries us away on their anachronistic zeppelin-styled caravan, steaming ahead full toward the gilded land of the mysterious Watchmaker...

#9

Rush - Clockwork Angels

I suppose in the traditional sense, Rush aren’t a metal band. In our cloistered cult of metal, distrustful of “normals,” brave is the metalhead who can point to a band untouched by their tripartite prog brush. Every rock drummer has at least heard of Neil Peart and almost every metal drummer will clamor to see this pure percussive whirlwind live and on stage. Clockwork Angels transcends the liner notes and the concept that winds out over the disc. Their accompanying Time Machine Tour featured spellbinding graphics and an intricately crafted steampunk mise-en-scene – Geddy stood in front of a hapless brain encased within a glass dome, simmering away in fluids unknown for most of the concert. During the intermission, a clip of the trio dressed up in trollish uniforms was shown, the three gleefully conspiring to confuse a taxman (played by Jay Baruchel) in pursuit of our protagonist the Watchmaker, another of their abstract allusions to nature, spirituality and the band’s own depth of purpose.

As for the record, they lovingly furnish us with genre-leading anthems (Clockwork Angels), classic sing-along rockers (Caravan) and foot-stompin’ tracks fit for redlining your Red Barchetta (Seven Cities of Gold.) Twinkling guitars bloom in tandem with Geddy Lee’s still youthful voice, carrying us towards the stars within a beautiful closer, The Garden. Rush didn't get "it" back, they simply did "it" again. The untouchably talented unholy trinity of prog rock unites to rock us, move us and delightfully wow us again. “In a world where I feel so small/I can’t stop thinking big,” Lee implores. I’m glad that you three have and still do. The spirit of the Watchmaker lives on.

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The Top 10 Metal of 2012

#10 - Barren Earth - The Devil's Resolve
The Honorable Mentions