Nasalrod don’t fit into any mold or pigeonhole.
Aris Hunter Wales
Aris Hunter Wales is the Mercury's resident, denim-clad rocker and Blazers beat writer. If he's not clenching a fist while lauding the loud and heavy, he can be found sitting on press row at a Trail Blazers' game wearing a crisp suit with neatly combed hair.
Sonic Connection
Christian Mistress skips self-promotion in favor of family values.
Radio Silence
Following the death of KUFO, does Portland still need hard-rock radio?
Hand of Doom
The underappreciated volume of Orange Goblin.
What’s in a Name?
Cauldron skips the genre politics of metal.
To Hell with God
Deicide sticks it to the man upstairs.
Marlboro Reds and Immortality
Deconstructing Motörhead’s mythical mouthpiece.
Satanic Transcendence
Watain seeks enlightenment in darkness
Back in the Fold
Metal icons Raven awake from a major-label nightmare.
Thrash Metal Time Machine
Slayer is, has always been, and thus shall always be
Hurricane of Change
Scorpions blow through town one final time.
