Review: Profane Burial – Desolate Echoes of Turmoil
In my mind I’m bathing in the crisp Norwegian fjords right now.
In my mind I’m bathing in the crisp Norwegian fjords right now.
Can’t spell “experimentation” without “peri(l).”
The best surprise so far this year!
Does the missing apostrophe in Fates Warning bother anyone else?
Joy is dead. Long live joy.
The Prog Subway has been around a long time, and Novareign are the proof.
Just keep swimming, just keep swimming.
Ever wonder what Mastodon would sound like with Jerry Cantrell?
The moth takes flight!
The UK’s premier classical event conducted an evening of prog rock orchestral covers. How was it?