pitchfork.com
As anticipation grows among the tightly packed audience at a recent Tomb Mold show in Toronto, the band’s self-curated, between-set playlist hits on a smooth, familiar voice. It belongs to Billy Joel, whose 1989 ode to manic depression, “I Go to Extremes,” elicits solemn nods and gentle foot-tapping from an excitable crowd of metal heads in vintage Suffocation T-shirts.
However incongruous it may seem, Joel’s song is an apt choice for a trio known for conjuring wild swings of emotions in their m…
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