Back in 2011, fellow genre hack David Moody (HATER, AUTUMN, STRANGERS) and I did a few signings at various conventions and book stores. As more dates were added, it became a sort of tour thing, rolling on another year… and then another… as we found ourselves travelling up and down the country. Someone referred to it as the ‘Never Trust a Man with Hair’ tour and the title kind of stuck, even generating its own t-shirt and poster.
Deathcore’s a bad word right now. Once the in-thing with record labels and punters alike, with bands such as Suicide Silence (great) and Emmure (not so great) leading the charge, these days the term seems more readily used as a slur. Many bands have turned their back on deathcore altogether, choosing instead descriptors such as ‘slam’ or ‘brutal death’ for their own respective brands of extreme metal and hardcore.
Odd then that a young band such as Crisfield, MD’s Eyes of the Defiled choose to proclaim their deathcore heritage right off the bat as opposed to reluctantly having it forced upon them.
Mancunian mob, Ingested, is not a band content to mellow with age. On third LP, Architect of Extinction, it’s business as usual with their queasy blend of brutal death and hardcore still the order of the day.
So, two things going on today.
One: I’ve officially entered mid-life crisis territory.
Two: I’ve released a surprise novella!
We’ll not dwell too much on the former, but the latter? Well, that’s something I do want to talk about. New book’s called THE GIRL IN THE BASEMENT and it’s a crime/ horror hybrid about a young goth girl called Kayley who… well… ends up in a basement. You can grab it now on all e-reader devices for the paltry sum of 77p.
(That’s 99c for our friends in the US).