What's New: Suicide Puppets
"Forget the roses, bring the mosh: 'Where Killers Go To Die' by Suicide Puppets was released on Valentine's Day 2025."
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Valentine’s Day 2025—flowers, chocolates, and… industrial horror metal? You bet your black eyeliner. Pennsylvania’s most unhinged sonic architects, Suicide Puppets, are flipping the script on romance with their new EP, Where Killers Go To Die, out February 14. Think of it as a bloodstained valentine, wrapped in barbed wire and delivered via audio chainsaw.
Since bursting from the underground like a deranged jack-in-the-box, Suicide Puppets have carved a niche as the Freddy Krueger of metal—raw, theatrical, and gloriously unhinged. Their live shows? Imagine Slipknot meets Hellraiser, with enough pyro to melt your face (literally). But this EP? Oh, it’s darker. Heavier. A love letter to the macabre, penned in rust and screams.
“This ain’t background music for brunch,” growls Twisty Suicide, the band’s vocalist and resident chaos architect. “We’re diving into the abyss here—chaos, mortality, the stuff that keeps you up at 3 a.m. It’s our heaviest, ugliest baby yet… and we’re weirdly proud.” (Cue maniacal laughter.)
The tracklist reads like a haunted house ride through a slaughterhouse. Razor-sharp riffs? Check. Synth lines that’ll haunt your nightmares? Double-check. It’s the Blair Witch Project of EPs—no cheap jumpscares, just relentless dread. Fans of Static-X’s industrial grind or Dimmu Borgir’s symphonic nightmares, grab your headphones. And maybe a stress ball.
Physical copies? Oh, they’ve got you covered. Limited-edition vinyl for collectors who like their shelves sinister, or CDs for those who still rock disc players (bless you). Prefer streaming? Crank it on Spotify or Apple Music—just don’t blame us if your cat gives you side-eye.
Look, I’ve heard my share of “heavy” albums. But Where Killers Go To Die? It’s the aural equivalent of a haunted hayride—terrifying, exhilarating, and weirdly cathartic. Suicide Puppets aren’t just pushing boundaries; they’re napalming them. So this Valentine’s Day, skip the clichés. Ditch the teddy bears. Let Twisty and co. serenade you with chaos. Your ex doesn’t deserve roses anyway.
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