It is not easy to be a woman these days. It actually has never been, but within this codex, we'll tackle only the auspices of male-driven muzicks. South Florida, always leading the charge when it comes to progressive, out-of-the-box (no jokes there, please) thinking, is the proud witness to the juggernaut that is Shroud Eater. Arguably one of the better metal outfits on the landscape right now, this three-piece is more than just a "chick band."
And I don't mean that drummer Felipe Torres is not one of the better skin-beaters in the game right now; I just mean our convo with him will come later. Right now, we'll bask in the full glory of the gals on guitar and bass -- twin tornadoes creating a perfect mobile-home holocaust wherever their amps are plugged in. A barren community of satisfied faces and the occasional smirk of cock-fueled assurance time will prove wrong.
These ladies rock. They rock hard. If I could retrofit the world to agree, we would've all known that already. But it don't matter. They don't mince words; they don't cut corners. They work hard. Happy should we the living be who can say we've borne witness to the proper natural order.