Dez Fafara is one of metal's most tireless workers. He tours for years at a time, achingly leaving his family behind. For Winter Kills, he put his family first by recording at home and he explains that it yielded unforeseen results.
Dez Fafara is one of metal's most tireless workers. He tours for years at a time, achingly leaving his family behind. For Winter Kills, he put his family first by recording at home and he explains that it yielded unforeseen results.
Is letlive., along with its pouty insistence of lowercase style, the new sound of teen rebellion? Kids are fodder at the cult of rock. Like life, rock promises so much. It embodies fists to the jaw of the man, unlimited sex beyond all moral decency and uncompromising freedom. Ultimately, our bellies are left empty, fed on hope. What about letlive.?
I also pinned down Dez from DevilDriver for a pow-wow in Beat #1382. Read it at the pub while you're waiting for your lazy mates to arrive.
Because I'm what we call in Australia...what's the word? A complete fucking idiot I didn't even bother to check the Hysteria website last month. (Sorry Joe-Tobes) Here's two tales live from the shittiest dive bars in Hades:
Thy Art Is Murder, Thy Vocation Is Hate
Travis Ryan's Chicken Wing Buttholesplosion Orchestra
I also got some cool scribblin's in Hysteria #16 with Dark Tranquillity, Bleeding Through and Fear Factory. Get it at your newsagency or online distributor! $9 with FREE POST if you order online? I say buy POST HASTE!