On the first day, the Lord said "Let there be Bucketlist," and all of human kind then became aware of the incredulity or abysmally flaccid result on their attempt at Art. On the second day, the Lord said "Jason, go review that show you're going to on Friday," and begrudgingly, a review was made. What the world was for Jason Greenberg before that point is either completely unimportant or mildly pornographic, but the world of today after many years of serving his Queen has brought him opportunity, hardship, and a whole lot of Bucketlist patches on indiscriminate pieces of clothing. You may see him lugging your band's equipment and yelling at you aimlessly about the useless construct of time. You may see him expelling a noise not fully understood by humankind at the end of a microphone. You may even see him swimming in an ocean of poutine, but you will always see him as his true self, a sentient and obnoxious Bucketlist Music Reviews Billboard.
Whitechapel continue their North American headlining tour, commemorating the tenth anniversary of the band’s The Somatic Defilement release. The A Decade Of Defilement tour will run until December 16th and find Whitechapel performing select tracks […]
9.9/10 This job of mine can be tedious and nerve wracking sometimes, but fuck oh fuck does it pay off with reviews like this one. It’s been an arguable but typically unanimous opinion that Knoxville, […]