One of the principal criticisms I see leveled against Frontierer’s music is that it feels monotone in its noisy execution. Punishing, brazenly chaotic, highly technical, and wildly unpredictable, Frontierer are an enigma that peddles some of the most intense music on the planet, and their third record Oxidized does absolutely nothing to divert from that formula. International insanity machine Frontierer has been raging under the moniker “Sonic Terror” for three baffling full-length records now, and I can’t think of a better way to describe what this band does. But every so often a band calls itself something outside the box that just, you know, fits. In a sea of several thousand subgenres, each with their own (often meaningless and indecipherable) micro-classifications, it gets pretty annoying as a listener to try and wade through all the “frost-tinged gore metal” when all I want to know is what the fuck I’m listening to. The metal world is rife with such misplaced labeling. It takes a certain level of hubris to classify one’s art as its own genre. ugb-3abc150 hr.ugb-divider_hrįrontierer – Oxidized (brutal/chaotic mathcore) Santa is coming and you, like your favorite music, will be judged. And start to look yourselves into the darkness that lies within your heart, that place which categorizes something as uncategorizable as music (it’s fine, I swear, I like it) and start to draw up all those lists with their all so important rankings.
And boy did music speak this month! There are some absolute belters on the list below, including a god damn Limp Bizkit album! It’s actually pretty cool! Calder wrote up so many words about it! I mean, there’s absolutely zero chance that I can listen to all the music released in a month so Editors’ Picks is more myself, and all the other editors, pitting the music that spoke to us during that month. Incidentally enough, that’s exactly what Editors’ Picks is all about, right? Just on the smaller scale of a month. But we also like it! There’s some cool about looking back at the year and gathering all of the albums you most loved, lining them up against a rough wall, and shooting them with the light of arbitrary listings and ratings. In case you haven’t noticed, the only people who like to collect music together into lists more than journalists are, well, you guys. Why? To be honest, it’s really quite fun. Yes, that’s right, it’s just about time to start wrangling our staff into end of year lists, gathering submissions, queuing up entries, and getting the whole thing together. November! The month where every single editor in chief goes “oh fuck, it’s almost the end of the year”.
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