Dispatches from Powerviolence: Whitechapel Guitarist Injured

As some of you may know, Whitechapel guitarist Brandon Cagle was in a motorcycle accident last April and injured his arm pretty severely. Because of this, he is going to have to go on hiatus while Zach Householder takes over full-time. It should be noted that Brandon was not kicked out of the band or anything like that, he is just unable to play at this time. Even with the required surgery, it is possible that he will not be able to use his arm enough to play again for years. Our hearts go out to him, and we hope that he recovers as soon as possible.

In the mean time, there is something we all can do to help him out. Due to a lack of insurance, he is going to have to pay for his surgery out of pocket. The down payment is a whopping ten grand, so he has asked if anyone can spare him a dollar or two to give him a hand. One way to do this is by simply leaving a few bucks in a jar the band will be bringing around with them to shows. There are also ways that you can contact him directly and either send him a little help over Paypal or snail mail. I don't want to put out his info on our blog until I have an okay from him, so I will just put up the Whitechapel Myspace link at the end of this entry. Go to it and read the blog he has posted about his condition. It has all the info you will need there. If you can't find it for some reason, check back here every so often to see if I have posted it as an edit into this entry.

We seriously do wish him the best.

Whitechapel Myspace

So Sick It Hurts: Whitechapel - "The Somatic Defilement"

Whitechapel, named after the area that Jack the Ripper picked up his victims, is a super-gnar deathcore outfit from Knoxville, Tennessee. With more emphasis on the "death" than the "core," which, in my opinion, is a much better equation than many deathcore bands out there, these filthy bastards will tear the fuck out of you and leave you wanting to be a victim of sonic rape again and again. The vocals are amazing, and that goes for both the highs and the lows. The guitars are straight up pummeling and so is the drum work. There is a perfect mix of circle pit chugging and destructive breakdowns, and we all know that breakdowns get the blood pumping more than a fist full of Viagra and a bottle of Aftershock.

With catchy song names like "Devirgination Studies" and "Prostatic Fluid Asphyxiation," the band makes sure to let you know you're in for a good time. I like good times, and I'm pretty sure you like good times, so why the fuck not get down with these hellions? I can't think of one goddamn reason not to.

Here's the silly fuckers' video for "Prostatic Fluid Asphyxiation." Hella.