Here at Revolver, we're always on the hunt for great new music — indeed, it's a big part of our jobs. With that in mind, here are the tracks released this week in metal, hard rock, hardcore and beyond that have been on heavy rotation at Revolver HQ. For your listening pleasure, we've also compiled the songs in a Spotify playlist, below, which will grow each week.
Ghost - "Dance Macabre"
Living up to its name — which translates into "dance of death" — the latest single from Ghost's forthcoming fourth record Prequelle is an exuberant number that is equal parts defiant Pat Benatar anthem, Bark at the Moon riff fest and catchy-as-hell party jam. With piano accents, cooing background vocals, massive chorus and a ridiculously awesome melodic-shred solo, this stadium-sized rocker would be just as fitting for an Eighties-movie montage scene or for doing shots with your beloved and watching the world burn.
Uniform & the Body - "Come and See"
The off-kilter combination of Rhode Island experimentalists the Body and NYC industrialists Uniform allows for a kind of distorted tribalism that's boundary-pushing and aggressive, as exemplified by the first song "Come and See" off the two duos' upcoming collaborative album, Mental Wounds Not Healing. Uniform provide a pulsing surge through the song's underbelly, atop of which the Body howl animalistically, contrasting the synthetic electronics to create a tense, dynamic mix of beast and machine.
Egg Men - "Outside the Shell"
With no press releases, website or other sources of background info to their name, the hardcore supergroup Egg Men are a tough bunch of hatchlings to crack. Here is what we do know: The four-piece comprises members of some of the most reputable, hardest-working hardcore bands active today — Turnstile! Krimewatch! Fury! Big Bite! — and their debut song, "Outside the Shell," is a fucking blast to listen to. Infectiously old-school and unflinchingly goofy, it takes the cheeky with the caustic, melding whistled hooks, trippy reverb-soaked guitars and sprightly go-go beats. Soaking up the Egg Men's good cheer, you can clearly tell that the band had the time of their lives putting this one together — and hey, that's more than enough of a bio for us.
YOB - "Our Raw Heart"
Reviewing a YOB track is on par with reviewing a feeling or an emotion — there is a certain primal spirituality instilled in every single YOB offering that is wholly the prog-doom band's own. In the case of "Our Raw Heart," the track feels like a tragic love story, filled with years of passion — volatile and otherwise — coming to head in a sad quiet moment when the romantic partners separate and one takes a long, slow walk away, never to return. It's beautiful, intense and damn near perfect.
Birds in Row - "15-38"
Six years after releasing their stunning Deathwish Inc. debut, You, Me & the Violence, French avant-punk outfit Birds in Row have resurfaced with "15-38," a somber new stomper that leavens the trio's murky hardcore with crackling goth-pop. With its carefully measured, cleanly sung melodies and gauzy textures, the track's opening half could easily pass for a long-lost Joy Division cut. Its tail-end, by contrast, teaches a master class in Converge-y chaos with a sudden, thrilling pivot back to primitivity. Judging by "15-38," Birds in Row's anticipated sophomore album, We Already Lost the World, should prove a major gain for post-hardcore fans.
Them Are Us Too - "Grey Water"
The passing of Them Are Us Too's Cash Askew in the 2016 Ghost Ship warehouse fire is still a hard pill to swallow: They were so young, the dream-pop duo was swelling toward becoming a juggernaut and the songs that were written with Kennedy Ashlyn were light years beyond what should have been capable by a pair of their age. Their self-titled album was an important document displaying tons of vision, and now we are fortunate enough to have another LP, created posthumously: Amends. The first single is "Grey Water" and we'll be damned if it doesn't sound heaven-sent, a mix of influences like Cocteau Twins, Kate Bush, the Cure and more converging into a single flower blossoming from a crack in the concrete. Cash, you are still missed, but we're glad to have another piece of work of yours to treasure forever.